Just a memory of a sweet, sweet girl who suddenly realized she had the upper hand at the end of a year 7 special school class on a trip to Padley Gorge.
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Sitting on a rock
in the middle of a river,
Arms folded, and knowing
For once
You have all of the power.
We can’t make you move
Can’t bully or plead or cajole
So we can’t leave
We all have to stay here by the river.
And this day
Not spent trapped in a classroom
Where nothing makes sense
Where reading will never be mastered
Where numbers will never add up
But instead,
Feeding ducks
Eating icecream and shrieking with laughter
Knee deep in fast flowing water
Can’t end
Until you decide that it’s over.
And you
Have all of the time in the world.
Tom Juniper Poetry 