Saturday, August 16, 2008

Just Playing by Anita Wadley

When I'm buidling in the block room, please don't say I'm "just playing."

For, you see, I'm learning as I play, about balance and shapes.

When I'm getting all dressed up, setting the table, caring for the babies.

Don't get the idea I'm "just playing." For, you see, I'm learning as I play, I may be a mother or a father someday.

When you see me up to my elbows in paint, or standing at an easel, or molding and shaping clay, please don't let me me hear you say "he's just playing." For you see, I'm learning as I play. I'm experiencing myself and being creative. I may be an artist or an inventor someday.

When you see me combing the bushes for bugs, or packing my pockets with choice things that I find, don't pass it off as "just playing." For, you see, I'm learning as I play. I may be a scientist someday.

When you see me engrossed in a puzzle or some "plaything" at my school, please don't feel the time is wasted in "play." For, you see, I'm learning as I play. I'm learning to solve problems and concentrate. I may be in business someday.

When you see me cooking or tasting foods, please don't think that because I enjoy it, it is just "play." I'm learning to follow directions and see differences. I may be a chef someday.

When you see me learning to skip, hope, run and move my body, please don't say I'm "just playing." For, you see, I'm learning as I play. I'm learning how my body works. I may be a a doctor, nurse or athlete someday.

When you ask me what I've done at school today, and I say, "I played," please don't misunderstand me. For, you see, I'm learning as I play. I'm learning to enjoy and be successful in work. I'm preparing for tomorrow. Today, I'm a child and my work is play.

1 comment:

Katie said...

I love these little poems and they are so very true!