Years ago children loved school,
it was another home to them,
Learning was never cumbersome,
It rendered a development wholesome.
Children learnt with ease,
Numbers were easily mastered,
Letters were finely read,
Everything went directly to the head.
Learning was both study and play,
Simple practices enabled counting
Carry over was established in adding,
Take away was used in subtracting.
Language became a felicitous facility,
Grammar opened up the intricacies,
Usage delivered the delicacies,
Communication became relevancies.
It was an enjoyable experience,
The teacher and taught worked together,
There was no pressure or ill feeling rather,
It was a perfect harmony altogether.
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