I have a fine bamboo cane
Mounted on my window pane
Even as a five months old babe
Kaka my daughter knows its name
Correction is essential for upbringing
Just like the young sprouting yam tendrils
Entwined on a stake in the farm of my granny
To ensure they survive and do not stray
Teach a child the way in which to go
And when he grows from it would not go
This the holy book to us made known
From Him to whom all mysteries know
The Igbo saying is always repeated
Correct the child with the right hand
Console the child with the left hand
A saying that I always hold dear to heart
by Miss Lotanna Nnoli
