The peeples of Lernville were learners—the best!
They shared what they learned; it was school, sans contest.
The pathways of Lernville were twisty and turny,
Fun things to look at, no one in a hurry.
The Pooples of Lernville were taught by their Teeches—
The Teeches of Lernville: adored by their Pooples.
Learning’s the journey peeps wanted to last,
They never got finished, “What for?” they all asked.
The Teeches all knew each Poople they taught
And the Pooples were happy—they learned quite a lot!
The Teeches helped Pooples with readin’ and writin’,
They helped them with buildin’, they helped ‘em stop fightin’.
Teeches taught Pooples old songs and new dances
They talked about kings, long ago happenstances.
Pooples learned to count numbers, they learned algebratin’
It weren’t always easy— it could be frustratin’…
But all of the Pooples knew Teeches were there
To help them and guide them if they felt despair.
Teeches helped ‘em explore the world and its voices,
The Pooples of Lernville, they made learning choices.
Their neighbors in Gatesville weren’t nearly so lucky,
The Schoolmeister there was really quite touchy.
“A box for each student! A box that they’ll fit in—
We chop ‘em, we pound any part that is stickin’!
“We make sure they learns every fact in the book,
Or go back and start over, by hookety-crook!”
Gatesville was orderly; neat and quite straightly,
No wasting of time, no Poople-come-lately.
Schoolmeister McDuncan was very specific,
His speeches on learning were, alas, quite prolific.
A standard for reading, a test when that’s finished,
More standards, more tests to keep students skittish!
Obedient students reading 70/30,
Not too much fiction; it makes your head hurty!
The two Bros. Kooks were both up for a quest,
They relished a chance to purloin an int’rest.
They handed McDuncan their credit-y cards,
And told him to spend ‘til the stack reached to Mars.
And the man Gatesville’s named for, he told them to hurry,
“We got to remember, Standards must be quite sure-y!”
Together they Kooked up a doozy for students,
They called it the Kommon Kore Standard Impudence.
“No student can do this! It’s truly implacable–
With this we can show Lernville Teeches are laughable!”
“Once Lernville parents lose faith in their Teeches,
We sell them our Kommon Komputery Leeches!”
Quite soon in Lernville, the message descended,
Less fun for Pooples! No school open-ended!
It’s got to be done to fight off the foreigners,
National security calls for cast-iron outcomers.
The Teeches of Lernville were terribly stressed,
They didn’t believe what they worked for were tests.
The Pooples of Lernville felt less than inspired—
Their grades on the tests could get Teeches fired?
In place of the Teeches the Leeches were tendered,
Costly machines that Poople minds might be rendered.
At this point, Teeches and Pooples became furious,
They hated the changes, which had grown rather serious.
And all of the Teeches, they came to consensus
That all of that testing made no common senses.
They marched to the office of Principal Doopt,
“This testing is tedious, it’s dull and we’ve drooped,”
they said in one voice, “Away with this scam!
We want to help Pooples, that’s who we am!”
And all of the peeps of Lernville that day
Decided to make sure that Teeches would stay.
“We don’t want Leeches or any machines
That don’t know our Pooples and walk in like kings.”
And that’s how they ended the Kooky Kore Schemin’
While Pooples resumed both learnin’ and dreamin’:
“We want to do stuff, and share what we’re learning,
School always includes things we might need for earning.
But don’t try to stuff us like moon pies for parties,
‘Cause the dreamin’ part makes us more than just smarties!”
© David Sudmeier, 2014