Then
is Now, Again
In 2002, sameness
crept over me
As I wandered through
the replicaOf then, which looked like now….
Rows of sameness
pierced my soul
And was overwhelmedWith shame.
Now, the shame is me
Looking tentatively at technology.
Web 2.0
Where do I go
To unlock the rows
From teaching to learning
To unleash the mind
From fishing to reeling
The ones charged to teach.
Can it be, that we
Are the cause -The instructors, not the
Instructee?
Again, sameness creeps
over my soul
But now I am armed,Ready to charm
The shadows of traditions.
Ready to grow
With Web 2.0.Vernet C. Nettles, Ed.D.
March 21, 2013
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