A Numerical Story

Just an idea on a lazy Sunday, for a younger audience. At least it rhymes. 

There was once a boy named Spence,
To him, math never made sense;
Whenever he gave it a try,
Numbers swam before his eyes.

Zeroes seemed to mock at him,
And measurements seemed so grim,
Large numbers made him feel dazed,
Long decimals left him crazed.

Once, Teacher called him to the front,
A student said, very blunt,
"Don't ask ole Spence any sum,
Mathematics leaves him glum."

He was sent out in the hall,
As Teacher stood, and stood tall,
"The brightest kid in the class,
Lisa, you'll help Spence in Maths."

Now, Lisa was smart and kind,
As Spence would very soon find;
Oh, she never called him names,
And  showed him such fun math games.

It took time, but soon enough,
Spence no longer thought math tough;
Test week came, and all the fuss
Had left him with an A+!

Overjoyed, Spence knew right then,
Hard work pays off in the end,
And as Lisa showed that lad,
Doing math can be so rad.

So, kids, don't ever give in,
Not when your patience wears thin,
Not when classmates offer taunts,
Zoom ahead and prove them wrong.