No Way, The hundred is there.
The Child
is made of one hundred.
The child has
a hundred languages
a hundred hands
a hundred thoughts
a hundred ways of thinking
of playing, of speaking.
A hundred always a hundred
ways of listening
of marveling of loving
a hundred joys
for singing and understanding
a hundred worlds
to discover
to invent
a hundred worlds
to dream.
The child has a hundred languages
but they steal ninety-nine.
The school and culture
separate the head from the body.
They tell the child:
to think without hands
to do without head
to listen and not to speak
to understand without joy
to love and to marvel
only at Easter and Christmas.
They tell the child:
to discover the world already there
and of the hundred
they steal ninty-nine.
They tell the child:
that work and play
reality and fantasy
science and imagination
sky and earth
reason and dream
are things they do not belong together.
And, thus they tell the child
that the hundred is not there.
The child says:
No way. The hundred is there.
Poem by Loris Malaguzzi
adapted from, Edwards, C., Gandini, L., & Forman, G. (1999). ' The hundred languages of children: The Reggio Emilia Approach- Advabced Reflections (2nd Ed)'. USA, Greenwood Publishing Group, Inc.
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