So, Year 7, What Will You Do When You Grow Up? Poem by Wild Bill Balding

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...)