Earlier this week, I introduced my students to Wordsworth’s poem ‘I wandered lonely as a cloud’. I had been introduced to it myself during the week of an English ‘A’ Level I did before transferring to French. I’d had a shocking French teacher at school, which put me off studying the language further. Fortunately, I wasn’t cut out to pour over literature for a profession and thus woke up to my need to follow a linguistic path.
However, the poem stuck in my mind and I now appreciate the sentiment. Daffodils, for me, signify the start of new life and, even though we have slipped into another cold snap, the miniatures in my front garden are in bud now.
The snowdrops are on the wane, so it is great there are other flowers to bring cheer as I walk out the door or on my way home.