Poem about Creativity Destroyed by Teacher
Karen
Hi,
There was recently a post on either this board or a similar one that
included a really insightful poem about a young child at school, full
of creativity, that is stifled by the constant requests from the
teacher to "do it this way" etc. The poem progresses to the point
where the child no longer has any creativity left. It's brilliant,
but I can't find it anywhere.
Anyone have any idea which thread it was in, or even if it was on this
board?
Thanks,
Karen A
There was recently a post on either this board or a similar one that
included a really insightful poem about a young child at school, full
of creativity, that is stifled by the constant requests from the
teacher to "do it this way" etc. The poem progresses to the point
where the child no longer has any creativity left. It's brilliant,
but I can't find it anywhere.
Anyone have any idea which thread it was in, or even if it was on this
board?
Thanks,
Karen A
John and Amanda Slater
Do you mean the Happy Chapin song, "Flowers are Red"?
The little boy went first day of school
He got some crayons and started to draw
He put colors all over the paper
For colors was what he saw
And the teacher said.. What you doin' young man
I'm paintin' flowers he said
She said... It's not the time for art young man
And anyway flowers are green and red
There's a time for everything young man
And a way it should be done
You've got to show concern for everyone else
For you're not the only one
And she said...
Flowers are red young man
Green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen
But the little boy said...
There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one
Well the teacher said.. You're sassy
There's ways that things should be
And you'll paint flowers the way they are
So repeat after me.....
And she said...
Flowers are red young man
Green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen
But the little boy said...
There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one
The teacher put him in a corner
She said.. It's for your own good..
And you won't come out 'til you get it right
And all responding like you should
Well finally he got lonely
Frightened thoughts filled his head
And he went up to the teacher
And this is what he said.. and he said
Flowers are red, green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen
Time went by like it always does
And they moved to another town
And the little boy went to another school
And this is what he found
The teacher there was smilin'
She said...Painting should be fun
And there are so many colors in a flower
So let's use every one
But that little boy painted flowers
In neat rows of green and red
And when the teacher asked him why
This is what he said.. and he said
Flowers are red, green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen.
The little boy went first day of school
He got some crayons and started to draw
He put colors all over the paper
For colors was what he saw
And the teacher said.. What you doin' young man
I'm paintin' flowers he said
She said... It's not the time for art young man
And anyway flowers are green and red
There's a time for everything young man
And a way it should be done
You've got to show concern for everyone else
For you're not the only one
And she said...
Flowers are red young man
Green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen
But the little boy said...
There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one
Well the teacher said.. You're sassy
There's ways that things should be
And you'll paint flowers the way they are
So repeat after me.....
And she said...
Flowers are red young man
Green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen
But the little boy said...
There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one
The teacher put him in a corner
She said.. It's for your own good..
And you won't come out 'til you get it right
And all responding like you should
Well finally he got lonely
Frightened thoughts filled his head
And he went up to the teacher
And this is what he said.. and he said
Flowers are red, green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen
Time went by like it always does
And they moved to another town
And the little boy went to another school
And this is what he found
The teacher there was smilin'
She said...Painting should be fun
And there are so many colors in a flower
So let's use every one
But that little boy painted flowers
In neat rows of green and red
And when the teacher asked him why
This is what he said.. and he said
Flowers are red, green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen.
--- On Wed, 11/26/08, Karen <gktbdm@...> wrote:
From: Karen <gktbdm@...>
Subject: [AlwaysLearning] Poem about Creativity Destroyed by Teacher
To: [email protected]
Date: Wednesday, November 26, 2008, 9:03 AM
Hi,
There was recently a post on either this board or a similar one that
included a really insightful poem about a young child at school, full
of creativity, that is stifled by the constant requests from the
teacher to "do it this way" etc. The poem progresses to the point
where the child no longer has any creativity left. It's brilliant,
but I can't find it anywhere.
Anyone have any idea which thread it was in, or even if it was on this
board?
Thanks,
Karen A
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Lyla Wolfenstein
i think it was this one:
http://www.busyizzie.co.uk/craft_ideas_children/helen_buckley_controlling_creativity.html
http://www.busyizzie.co.uk/craft_ideas_children/helen_buckley_controlling_creativity.html
----- Original Message -----
From: Karen
To: [email protected]
Sent: Wednesday, November 26, 2008 7:03 AM
Subject: [SPAM][AlwaysLearning] Poem about Creativity Destroyed by Teacher
Hi,
There was recently a post on either this board or a similar one that
included a really insightful poem about a young child at school, full
of creativity, that is stifled by the constant requests from the
teacher to "do it this way" etc. The poem progresses to the point
where the child no longer has any creativity left. It's brilliant,
but I can't find it anywhere.
Anyone have any idea which thread it was in, or even if it was on this
board?
Thanks,
Karen A
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