The Miracle of the Beginning
Reader
"I move and I jiggle
And I rock upon my chair.
I wiggle my loose tooth,
And I twirl a strand of
hair.
I chew on several fingers
And I sometimes on my thumb.
I tap the reading table,
Like I'd play upon a drum.
I kick my foot with rhythm
Lose the place where I
should look
I rub my nose and clear
my throat
And sometimes drop my book.
I look outside the window
And I look down at the
floor.
I pay very close attention
When someone's at the door.
I close my eyes and rest
my head
to daydream of all the
things I need.
However, it spite of all
of this
I'm learning how to read!"
Author Unknown