Miss Hancock

Miss Hancock

Miss Hancock was a mother bird,

Caring for her eggs; nurturing them until they hatched

Her students were the eggs and they emerged from the shells, chicks thirsty for knowledge

The loving mother bird exposed the glowing minds of the chicks to knowledge that would change the way they saw the world around them

The mother proudly looked on as her chicks grew and became new and interesting individuals

Not all chicks were perfect however

Some did not embrace the teachings of mother bird and these bad eggs corrupted the bunch

The chicks grew into birds themselves and lost respect for mother bird

The mother watched sadly as her chicks distanced themselves from her and discarded all she had taught them

Even her favourite chicks abandoned the knowledge bestowed upon them in order to fit in with the masses

Mother bird, feathers ruffled, grasped blindly for her chicks, but they had left her behind

Defeated, mother bird rose off the ground, gliding off in search of a new and wonderful adventure

Miss Hancock was colourful, vibrant and full of life, and I will never forget her