Poetry Friday: Oh the places you’ll go

I just returned from my first Grade 8 graduation. (As a teacher, that is. Don’t worry folks, I made it through Grade 8). It was lovely and touching, full of dangerously-short dresses and new suits and crazy high heels. The shoes. Wow. I saw some seriously gorgeous shoes. Carrie Bradshaw eat your heart out. I swear there was a pair that looked something like this:

It is a problem when you see that the fourteen-year-olds have way more beautiful shoes than you have ever owned. This will be rectified. I need me some blue gladiator platform sandals. Pronto.

You’ve got to have dreams to wear shoes like that, don’t you think?

So here’s a tiny bit from an oft-quoted favourite around grad time, by Mr. Seuss, Oh the places you’ll go:

“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself any direction you choose.
You’re on your own, and you know what you know.
And you are the one who’ll decide where you’ll go.“
Oh the places you’ll go.”

Happy graduation Class of 2010!

(BTW – reviews soon. Way too sleepy right now).