The good old days
In times gone by – the good old days –
When kids still showed respect
The teachers helped them mend wrong ways
Their flaws they did correct
They were called teachers way back then
This term they did allow
Some of them women – also men –
Called educators now
Teaching to them – not just a job –
It was a passion grand
Through every fibre did it throb
Their life around it planned
They were not called bricks in a wall
No learner’s mind they squashed
Controlled kids’ thinking – not at all –
No talk of small brains washed
A pillar of society
Each one looked up to him
A model of sobriety
She always was so prim
Respect of the community
To teachers did accrue
Most led their lives with dignity
Thought leaders they were too
Reading writing and ‘rithmetic
The three R’s they did teach
They showed kids every single trick
Helped them their goals to reach
Good teachers unlocked knowledge stores
Of wars fought far away
Facts drawn from long forgotten drawers
Life’s lessons did convey
A love of reading kids were taught
Both poetry and prose
Instilled respect for what books brought
Their treasures did disclose
By these fine teachers – rather strict –
Good order was maintained
Rude ones from class they did evict
No one ever complained
Though discipline was very strong
Kids seldom felt abused
A stripe or two – when they went wrong –
The cane was freely used
Correction took some other forms
Like lines and donkey ears
Or being locked up in the dorms
When grounded – a few tears
The law a teacher never broke
If he a child would hit
The moms against it never spoke
Indeed promoted it
In fact if they per chance would meet
The dads would calmly say
If this boy’s naughty please do treat
Him in your chosen way
And if you need to – please kind sir –
Then use the stick or cane
Or if you would the whip prefer
Then do it once again
It did not do them any harm
To get a smack or five
And neither did it cause alarm
When boys were skinned alive
In those days naughty boys would smoke
A cigarette or four
In wash rooms secretly did stoke
The next day craving more
For headmasters in every school
It was a great concern
For them – the greatest breach of rule –
When boys tobacco burn
Some kids for smoking were expelled
That was a great offence
On this some teachers strong views held
Accepted no defence
Such discipline had the effect
That learners’ minds were won
Learning took place – one could detect –
High standard teaching done
The teachers were shown great respect
Most learners rules obeyed
To teach a pleasure – each aspect –
They seldom were dismayed
Poem Index
- I Why the rooster crows
- II The good old days
- III The gloom sets in
- IV The exodus
- V The first rays of light
- VI The light bearers
- VII Distribution of light
- VIII One size does not fit all
- IX Planning to let the light shine
- X Room structure
- XI Security
- XII Power and light
- XIII Furnishings
- XIV Airconditioning
- XV Focal point of light
- XVI Technology options
- XVII Educational software
- XVIII Cost of light
- XIX Sustainability
- XX Light at the end of the tunnel
- XXI The first shimmers of light
- XXII The e-plan
- XXIII LAN administration
- XXIV Facilitation
- XXV The launch
- XXVI The real work starts
- XXVII Light for the community
- XXVIII Light for the learners