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Kids Who Are Different
Here’s to the kids who are different,
The kids who don’t always get A’s.
The kids that have ears,
twice as big as their peers,
Or have noses that go on for days.
Here’s to the kids that are different,
The kids that are just out of step.
The kids they all tease,
Who have cuts on their knees,
And whose sneakers are constantly wet.
Here’s to the kids that are different,
The kids with a mischievous streak.
For when they have grown,
As history has shown,
It’s their difference that makes them unique.
By Digby Wolfe
James Digby Wolfe was born on 4 June 1929 in London, England. He became a television and movie actor, a screenwriter, and a lecturer in dramatic writing at university level. He worked in the United Kingdom, Australia, and the United States of America. James Digby Wolfe passed on at 82 years of age on 2 May 2012 in Albuquerque, New Mexico, United States of America.
Here’s to the kids who are different,
The kids who don’t always get A’s.
The kids that have ears,
twice as big as their peers,
Or have noses that go on for days.
Here’s to the kids that are different,
The kids that are just out of step.
The kids they all tease,
Who have cuts on their knees,
And whose sneakers are constantly wet.
Here’s to the kids that are different,
The kids with a mischievous streak.
For when they have grown,
As history has shown,
It’s their difference that makes them unique.
By Digby Wolfe
James Digby Wolfe was born on 4 June 1929 in London, England. He became a television and movie actor, a screenwriter, and a lecturer in dramatic writing at university level. He worked in the United Kingdom, Australia, and the United States of America. James Digby Wolfe passed on at 82 years of age on 2 May 2012 in Albuquerque, New Mexico, United States of America.
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Hi love your poem. Using it in my class assembly
I found this poem in the newspaper many, many years ago and cut it out so I could read everyday because my son is bipolar and was quite a handful and it helped me get through the rough days and now he teaches special needs and I would love to gift him a poster of this to display in his classroom. Please let me know if that is possible. Thank you for this poem it has meant the world to me and I still have the clipping from the paper. Which I must have cut out 35 years ago. This poem still brings tears to my eyes.
