I like to write poetry, not the sappy hopeless romantic kind. I like poems that explore the vulgar, banal qualities of the world and drag them on so desperately until they are in their own way beautiful. The other afternoon I sat through a class at school and thought about birds. I thought about the way they look, the way they act, and the way they can so easily up and fly far away from their nightmares into an idealistic dream land.

I have concluded that birds and poetry are very much similar. Birds are these gracefully elegant creatures yet underneath their elegance they are really quite sad, and misunderstood. Poems, depending on how they are perceived are the same way, sad and sadistic yet completely and utterly over analyzed.

While reading excerpts from one of Shakespeare's finest pieces 'Macbeth' this idea seemed to plant itself rather abruptly in my mind. The route of the idea is based on the question whether or not teachers follow stabilized or over analyzed curriculums. Imagine that if everything you had learned up until this very moment was completely incorrect. It definitely gives you something to think about the next time you go on to read a story or glance at an object of nature and over process its' ulterior motive.

I certainly think this ties into the issues students come face to face with when learning new material or understanding something for the first time. Nobody seems to understand that every single one of us in this galaxy is misunderstood just as a bird or a poem is. We are all over analyzed creatures of nature which is why attempting to figure somebody else out is such an incredible experience. However, as far as the learning process goes, I think that students should be given the opportunity to think for themselves and discover for themselves instead of being drilled with facts that have the potential to be over dramatized.