They are the wise ones,

The elders who teach and preach.

Weren’t they young ever

Like us

Fooling around and blundering,

I thought.

Sir, weren’t you? I asked nervously

He seemed to lead the group.

We grew up learned and wise, he said

How?

Very simple; by first-hand learning,

We observed, experimented,

And, improvised.

I was impressed.

They did not attend any school,

They had no books

And no homework.

Ah! The freedom they enjoyed.