Butterfly in class br learns lessons along with kids. br Excellent student. br br * br br Butterfly in class br chats & flits around her head br reading her haiku. br br * br br Butterfly in class br hovers over Sumiyah br her beautiful thoughts br br * br br An alive haiku br butterfly sneaks into classes br becomes(now) our words. br br * br br Butterfly in class br chats & flits around her head br reading her haiku br br * br br Butterfly in class br plays on children's haiku br displayed around room br br * br br After teaching the children to count their way into an haiku...I wanted to get to the gist of an haiku...that sharpened moment of awareness...the stone of the idea sinking into the pond of the mind and sending out ripples of thought...when a butterfly presented itself in class and hover above the head of a student as she struggled with the concept. It was as if her thoughts had materialised above her head...it then flew to her haiku on the white board and fluttered over every word as if it were reading the words with its body...as if each word was a step it took to realisation. It was such a beautiful moment when the world and the world of words came together.