He finds many witty ways to personify youth and childhood and glorify it. Robert Fulghum's "The Credo" is really the equivalent of an ode to youth. His poem fits in nicely with my theme: childhood and youth. In this case, "The Credo" is a standard list poem without rhyme. List poems can be of any length, rhymed, or unrhymed. The list poem is a very old form of poetry. A list poem is one in which the writer starts his or her brainstorming for the poem by making a list and writes the poem from the list. This poem is a list poem by Robert Fulghum from his book "All I Really Need to Know I Learned from Kindgergarten". Or if all governments had as a basic policy to always put things back where they found them and to clean up their own mess.Īnd it is still true, no matter how old you are - when you go out into the world, it is best to hold hands and stick together. Think what a better world it would be if we all - the whole world - had cookies and milk about three o'clock every afternoon and then lay down with our blankies for a nap. Take any one of those items and extrapolate it into sophisticated adult terms and apply it to your family life or your work or your government or your world and it holds true and clear and firm. Ecology and politics and equality and sane living. The Golden Rule and love and basic sanitation. So do we.Īnd then remember the Dick-and-Jane books and the first word you learned - the biggest word of all - LOOK.Įverything you need to know is in there somewhere.
Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even the little seed in the Styrofoam cup - they all die. Remember the little seed in the Styrofoam cup: The roots go down and the plant goes up and nobody really knows how or why, but we are all like that. When you go out into the world, watch out for traffic, hold hands, and stick together.
Live a balanced life - learn some and think some and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work every day some. Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you.
Wisdom was not at the top of the graduate-school mountain, but there in the sandpile at Sunday School. ALL I REALLY NEED TO KNOW about how to live and what to do and how to be I learned in kindergarten.
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