I forgot to mention about KB reciting her poem. She seems to have a knack for starting things at 9:00 pm the night before something is due. It was at that hour she decided on a poem and began memorizing it. All the memorizing we have been doing in home school, and her years of experience with the forensics competitions in earlier grades came in handy. She had the poem down in just a few readings. When she said it at school, her teacher commented about how she must have gone to a lot of work to memorize something so huge and meaningful. (All the other kids had done things of incredibly short length, and of trivial content.) She was embarrassed, but also pleased. BTW, is there a word for that? I'll have to invent a word meaning "embarrassed but delighted at the same time." We would use it a lot.
Anyway, she was rolling her eyeballs at the comment about a large effort. I wonder what she could do if she ever did do a "large effort"! Currently she is back on the couch reading again. . .
Here is the poem she recited. We thought someone might get a kick out of it, like we did.
Metaphysics
by Oliver Herford
Why and Wherefore set out one day
To hunt for a wild Negation
They agreed to meet at a cool retreat
At the Point of Interrogation
But the night was dark and they missed their mark
And driven well-nigh to distraction
They lost their ways in a murky maze
Of utter abstruse abstraction
Then they took a boat and were soon afloat
On a
But the sea grew rough, and their boat, though tough
Was split into an Equation
As they floundered about in the Waves of Doubt
Rose a fearful Hypothesis,
Who gibbered with glee as they sank in the sea,
And the last they saw was this:
On a rock-bound Reef of Unbelief
There sat the wild Negation;
Then they sank once more and were washed ashore
At the Point of Interrogation
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