The Quilt


Sun streams in,

as young minds do battle.

Youth blossoms with potential,

but struggles with meaning.

A quilt hangs in all its glory,

with names adorned from the past.

A link exists,

which brings great sadness.

Oh life, Oh death,

What does it mean?

When once you sat,

In this very room.

Of what did you dream,

Why did you leave so soon?

Jeff Trevaskis



About webmaths

I have been teaching Mathematics in Victorian secondary schools for 30 years. I use the www to make my maths lessons better. I hope this blog will give other teachers some ideas to try in their own classes.
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