Happy School Year with some old good stuff!!  Good And Bad Children Children, you are very little, And your bones are very   brittle; If you would grow great and stately, You must try to walk sedately.   You must still be bright and quiet, And content with simple diet; And remain,   through all bewild'ring, Innocent and honest children. Happy hearts and happy   faces, Happy play in grassy places-- That was how in ancient ages, Children   grew to kings and sages. But the unkind and the unruly, And the sort who eat   unduly, They must never hope for glory-- Theirs is quite a different story!   Cruel children, crying babies, All grow up as geese and gabies, Hated, as   their age increases, By their nephews and their nieces.   Robert Louis Stevenson   >