Ms. Hackworth: Her Pilgrimage

There was a student named Ms. Hackworth

Who boldly decided to go forth.

She went to college for a degree,

Planning to major in Biology.

Alas, she failed miserably at those,

And her lack of talent was exposed.

English, however, did her good,

So in Alphin Building she finally stood.

In the next three years she learned

And many papers out she churned.

Reading Chaucer, Shakespeare, and Keats,

She learned she loved poetry from the Beats.

But that was not all she did in college.

Sophomore year was a year of knowledge.

Ms. Hackworth decided to become a teacher,

For spreading knowledge, she’d be a preacher.

And so that journey finally began;

Ms. Hackworth finally had a plan.

But all must eventually come to an end,

And from college did she finally transcend.

Leaving behind the shoddy apartments and subpar food,

Finally getting paid put her in a great mood.

She got the job she always dreamed off.

She taught at BHS – what wasn’t to love?

Fresh out of college, she lived with her parents.

She wasn’t that old; still, she couldn’t bear it.

So she paid off her loans, several thousand or so,

And in a few short years she was free to go.

She saved up her money, a dollar here and a quarter there,

She rented an apartment made with change and a prayer.

Teaching near and teaching far,

Ms. Hackworth eventually got a new car.

She applied for grad school and got in,

So that little car was going for a spin.

She drove to Old Miss and got a degree.

But it definitely isn’t in biology!

Now she teaches at Cedar Ridge,

Where once she learned, now she builds a bridge.

She sends students along to Lyon too,

A generation she builds new.

One thing is for certain,

This is not the final curtain.