Words #Prose4T
By Jeannette | September 12, 2013
I was walking along this afternoon, pushing D in her buggy when I heard one 12-year old call another the "r-word". This child was wearing the uniform of the secondary school near to D’s school so I presume they have been told about inclusion and words that are not appropriate.
I haven’t been able to stop thinking about why a 12-year old would feel it’s okay to use that word and that’s lead into today’s #Prose4T.
Words
One word can lift, one word can harm. One word can mean safety and one cause alarm.
Words can be written down, words can be spoken. Words of a vow, never to be broken.
Words can heal, words can wound. Words can anger, words can astound.
In their right context, words can be so powerful. I can express myself through words and for that, I’m so thankful.
4 Comments
BlueBeretMum on 12th September 2013 at 8:30 pm.
I love it – very simple and says it all! x
Verily Victoria Vocalises on 13th September 2013 at 7:40 pm.
This pretty much sums up blogging, forms of social media and, well, most things! What a great poem 🙂 Thank you for linking to #Prose4T
Helen on 14th September 2013 at 6:08 pm.
beautiful poem that’s deceptively simple but full of meaning and thought provoking.
David / Oddly active on 14th September 2013 at 7:32 pm.
Yes, I hate the ‘r’ word too. It’s one that’s used casually on the playground these days and for the children it doesn’t generally seem to have the negative connotations / power to offend it has for us adults. I dislike intensely the way ‘gay’ has shifted in playground parlance too, but I guess that’s another aspect of ‘words’ and language – they evolve constantly. That’s undoubtedly a good thing, but it can leave a nasty taste in the mouth sometimes 🙁