I remember memorising this poem for an S.S.S 2 examination. It was tough. I found it very hard to commit it to my brain, but I succeeded and even fell in love with the poem.
But I had no idea I had fallen in love with it, until six years after secondary school, now in the university, and I saw the poem among the other questions I was to answer.
The moment I saw “The Pulley” I was over the moon. It was the first question I answered, even putting down some lines to buttress my points. 😊 Lines I thought I would have forgotten over the years, but didn't! ☺️
Another poem I love from S.S.S 1 is Lenrie Peters': “The Panic Of Growing Older”