Poem

School is a pencil. You have the erasers, the ferrules, the wood, and the leaders. The erasers are those people that try to undo all the work done by the leaders. Then there's the ferrules, these people hold on tightly to the things that they know. They feel as though everything should be traditional. Most children now days are the would of the pencil would rather use technology to solve all problems. Last but not least you have the leaders. They are usually the ones you go to get help and are the first to grasp a technical concept. School is a pencil you can either choose your spot or just be put somewhere.