SMART BOARD

I am a smartboard
in your classroom.
I replaced the chalkboard
who now feels doomed.

He misses the children,
can't hear their news.
He feels discarded
and has the blues.


     So, I've set up a problem in this poem, the chalkboard is being discarded.  Can you write the rest of the poem?  What is going to happen to rescue the chalkboard?  Have fun playing with this idea.  Happy writing.