And just like that, he noticed, the first day, it was over, the foundation was set, He was more than a drover. For history is inquiry and discussion, debate, for his students to grow, to become something great.

He sprang to his feet, as the school bell did whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But they heard him exclaim, ere they left out of sight— “Happy learning to all, and to all a good night