Will wants to be a TV presenter,
Matthew a cricketer, Charlotte a nurse.
Nathan has his heart set on being a mechanic
- and Gareth wants to be a crayon.
Aimee dreams of being a riding instructor,
Sam's going to be a millionaire,
Issy says she'll be a fashion designer
- and Gareth wants to be a crayon.
(I asked him why, next lesson, quietly:
he said, 'You know how they fit in your hand
then go all blunt and wear right down? ' -
and that was all he would say.)
Sian wants to be a rugby player,
Matty's great desire is to join the police,
Jack wants to be a vet or a carpenter
- and Gareth wants to be a crayon.
He'd better sharpen up his act
to make a mark in his chosen field,
his acting was wooden, his expression leaden:
2B or not 2B (or possibly HB)
- you get the point.
Gareth wants to be a crayon.
(a genuine experience which will stay with me for a long time...)
Wild Bill Balding
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/so-year-7-what-will-you-do-when-you-grow-up/
