5| 8| 2016 πŸ“–

I studied science in school. But,instead of geography, i took on Literature. Literature was one subject i always scaled and loved at thesame time. We were three in all, the science students studying Literature that is, and we rotated the first three positions, much to the shame and mockery of art students. Their teacher used to tell them that we left our own work to do theirs and beat them at it πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ 

Anyway, it was through this subject, i met and fell in love with one of the best poems I’ve ever read and have never forgotten. 

The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost (1916)

​Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and Iβ€”

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.


5 thoughts on “5| 8| 2016 πŸ“–”

  1. Same with me too. I was in the science class, but I took literature instead of geography.
    Because i just wanted to.
    The peom I remember is Hamlet’s To be or not to be!
    Back then we had to learn the whole thing. Almost 2pages

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