Wednesday, May 19, 2010


So I won't. Imagine Alice Cooper's "I'm Eighteen" playing when you click on this blog page. Now read this poem by Ben Okri, one of my favorite young African (Nigerian) poets. It is exactly what you would expect from Ms. Healey at the end of the year:

10 1/2 Inclinations
There is a secret trail of books meant to inspire and enlighten you. Find that trail.
Read outside your own nation, colour, class, gender.
Read the books your parents hate.
Read the books your parents love.
Have one or two authors that are important, that speak to you; and make their works your secret passion.
Read widely, for fun, stimulation, escape.
Don’t read what everyone else is reading. Check them out later, cautiously.
Read what you’re not supposed to read.
Read for your own liberation and mental freedom.
Books are like mirrors. Don’t just read the words. Go into the mirror. That is where the real secrets are. Inside. Behind. That’s where the gods dream, where our realities are born.
Read the world. It is the most mysterious book of all.
 I have been lucky to meet you and privileged to teach you. Now, go and rule your world.

1 comment:

  1. to make sure Em sees this when she is older..thanks


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