Young girl learning from home on laptop

THE SACRIFICIAL LAMBS: A poem about the perils of virtual school

The young ones are here
They came from their classrooms
The outside
Their playgrounds and their parties

From kindergarten to university
The young ones came home
From their socially active worlds of interaction
Of friendship, play and connection

And now they sit where we tell them to sit
And look at screens as we say,
“Look, listen and learn”
As we make them
Stare, stare, stare

Now their parties are over
And they can play no more
We can’t have them fall behind
Something unseen, but oh-so-important.

The pandemic strikes
And changes everything
But we say one thing must continue
The young still have to learn, and they will.

Once we said your screen time is of concern
Children wanting to stare
All day and all night
But now we say, “Do it, that’s right,
and learn, learn, learn.”

The playing fields lay idle
The nightlife no more
A rejection of social connection
As you learn not to fall behind

What is this thing
That we don’t want to happen
Is there something dangerous
Lurking, as it waits for you to fall
And be behind?

So you sacrifice your youth
The age of play and fun
Of excited exuberance
You do this for everyone

You know you’ll be just fine
Your sacrifice is for the others
The old and the vulnerable
You do this for them

We didn’t ask
Or say, “Please help!”
We just said stop this and stop that
And turn to your screens now

There may be no exams
Or a predictable future
But no matter what
Learn, learn, learn

Did we forget to say
Thank you for your sacrifice
As we demand this of you?
Now, on you go, stare at your screen

We once said you did this too much
And now it’s all we want you to do
The age of screen time is now
So look away no more.

We created this world for you
Look around at what we did
We made your bed
And now we say
Lie in it.
And you do.

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  1. Kids used to read a lot. Tv was restricted in my youth in 1960’s as mind-wasting trash. We didn’t all go running out playing and having parties and joining sports teams etc. We did play in the street and in nearby playgrounds; school grounds after hours, empty.
    I think that the current way to teach via Zoom and internet suits some of the kids, who hated the social aspects of school and didn’t care for sports at all. Those who loved sports and other organized activities, who weren’t so self-sufficient or able to organize their own friends into some loose spontaneous play or fun, Miss school and even “need the socialization”.

    When they graduate at 18, am adult life begins, even if they stay home and attend a local college. They begin to take jobs, even if temporary or pastime- part time.

    They finally get exposed to a much wider range of people and age groups and opinions, ie real diversity, real mental growth.

    What I learned after 12 years of forced togetherness activities: the glorious feeling of freedom to go about work and studies as an individual, not so monitored and/or put into groups. One drives, rides a bike or rides transport as an individual adult at last, not in a group. It’s truly liberating and refreshing.

    Does this mean I don’t like orhers’ Company? Of course not. I always had jobs working with a wide variety of adults, many from foreign countries. I became a tourguide in 1996 and have spent a quarter century as the leader of all types of tour groups. I love this job. I joined a folk dance and Song performing group. We were all types of professional adults, many foreigners, and had a blast together.

    But all of this was voluntary, not that terrible feeling of being forced to “join in” with people one didn’t like. That’s the real experience of school for many kids.

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