A blackboard worries and cries for not getting its matchOh! Men on earth,
I am a blackboard. People call me blackboard because I am black in colour. I am present in most of the places. I am useful for many purposes. From educating the children in school to display information on the roads. I differ in sizes. Even with a different colour, I am addressed as blackboard only.
My regret is this - I never get a suitable match for me. People always try to attach me with white only. They are temporary. At times, they use different colours to decorate me, but never with a black colour that I long for. They repeatedly touch me and rub me with clothes, brushes, sponges, jutes, even with waste newspapers. It pains me.
Anyway, Modern inventions have changed me to Whiteboard.
This is my blackboard entry for TOW.