Yellowbird

I wrote this poem to let teachers know that it is not a good idea to label a student at a very young, impressionable age, for to do so can cause much damage to his ego.

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Years ago when I was young and had to go to school, I wasn't very happy but I never broke the rule.

When it came time to learn to read I became very much afraid, and when they gave me my progress report I got a very poor grade.

But my teacher had a solution and this was his plan. The poor readers would sit on one side of the class for they didn't understand.

He called us yellowbirds for when reading every day, we'd stutter, shudder, and utter our words in such a God awful way.

Then there were the redbirds who were somewhere in between, but the bluebirds were at the head of the class; they were both king and queen.

When it came my turn to read, a bluebird was my guide. He'd slide his chair beside me and sit closely by my side.

I still remember the feelings I felt when that bluebird sat next to me. It was a feeling of failure, of low self esteem, but this is how it had to be.

Then one day after several years, a new teacher came my way. She wiped my tears and calmed my fears; She brought sunshine into my day.

She believed in me, she trusted me, she taught me everything I knew. She helped me trade in my yellow wings for a pair of misty blue.

After graduation I saw a tear in her eye, and as she stepped up to me I also started to cry. She picked me up so gently in the palm of her hand, and carried me to the bluff overlooking the river, as if she had a plan.

Then she lifted her arms toward the west crimson sky, and upon releasing me I began to fly. I soared so high with my new found blue wings, circling the river not missing a thing.

For now that I'd gained confidence I was as happy as could be, for I'd finally found someone who believed in me.


It's so easy to achieve if you but only have someone who believes in you.

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