Sunday, December 12, 2010

A poem about this semester

The weather is changing and so is the season,
and it seems that I'm writing this blog for no reason.
I'm blogging about my class today
and here is everything that I have to say.

My management professor was Mr. Kurpis,
the assaignments he gave us, seemed without purpose.
Bet yet in the end when we recollected,
we've learned much more than we have suspected.

From straws to eggs and cheeseburgers to lego's,
these tasks were unusual, already from the get-go.
But while playing we were learning, and the learning was such,
that we learned about manangement, yes we learned so much.

The odd yet memorable assignments he gave us,
made us remember the lessons that raised us.
Although we were playing we were learning too
even though these lessons seemed out of the blue

The learning was subconscious, we didn't realize it was there,
students learn best, when the teaching is no where.
We learned from each other, by working together,
about planing, designing, well remember forever.

I thank professor Kurpis for his unconvential teaching,
so listen to the message that I am now preaching.
I am now a master of bulding with blocks
because the professors teaching made me think outside of the box.

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