Two Roads

The Road Not Taken

ßy: Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.



Today in the 5th grade classroom I work in we began our unit on poetry. This poem was the one i shared with my kids as it spoke to my fears over the last year and going to school so far away from home. I shared with them that many of my friends went to state schools like URI and RIC, but I decided to travel to VT for school to St. Mikes. I took the road less traveled (to be exact 89 :) ) and ventured into a new chapter -- a decision that I could not be happier that I made. I want to share this poem with all of you to know that it is okay to take the road less traveled, to journey into the uknown, for you never know what you will find.
 
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Josh