Cultural Thread of Education

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In the state of Georgia, in the United States,

Within Georgia Gwinnett College’s educational gates,

Lies a classroom where stories intertwine,

A tale of culture and learning, divine.

Ramata Sisoko, a woman of grace,

From Mali’s land, her roots embrace,

With a doctorate in Biological Sciences, a feat,

She imparts knowledge, her students she’ll greet.

A professor at heart, in the realm of learning,

Teaching Biological Sciences, her passion burning,

Nurturing minds, she guides them to excel,

Her students, like gems, in wisdom they dwell.

Let’s step into that classroom scene,

Where Ramata imparts knowledge serene,

Your attention’s drawn to the back of the room,

Yes, a child sits there, amidst the intellectual bloom.

She holds a child, as if her own,

Teaching ancestral traditions, well known,

A child of her homeland’s rich embrace,

In Georgia, she nurtures, with cultural grace.

The child sheds tears, a classroom in view,

Remember, she’s far from her land, it’s true,

Though in America’s land, she’s taken the time,

To instill African culture, rhythm, and rhyme.

This act of immense worth and might,

Touched the hearts of her students in sight,

A candid moment that deeply touched their core,

A picture capturing a lesson, worth much more.

The image spread with swiftness and grace,

Through media channels, in every place,

Praised by readers, viewers, far and wide,

For such a story, no emotions to hide.

Why did this small incident stir so deep,

In the hearts of those who viewed and weep?

Because true education, knowledge refined,

Transcends borders, cultures entwined.

Ramata’s act was a lesson profound,

An unspoken language, in actions found,

She held the child close, a tender display,

African heritage, kept alive in today.

And in her arms, that small one’s rest,

For three hours, an act that’s the best,

She showed no weariness, no sense of time,

African motherhood, a rhythm sublime.

This tale resonates beyond the room’s walls,

Teaching a lesson, as the story recalls,

To preserve your roots, your heritage to claim,

In a world that’s diverse, do the same.

Never lose sight of your identity’s hold,

Let cultural threads weave stories untold,

For in a world that’s vast, rich, and wide,

Your heritage shines, like a beacon’s guide.