Johnny Head-In-Air

As he trudg'd along to school,

It was always Johnny's-rule

To be looking at the sky

And the clouds that floated by;

But what just before him lay,

in his way,

Johnny never thought about;

So that everyone cried out -

"look at little Johnny there,

Little Johnny Head-In-Air!"

Running just in Johnny's way,

Came a little dog one day;

Johnny's eyes were still astray

Up on high,

In the sky;

And he never heard them cry -

"Johnny, mind, the dog is nigh!"

Bump!

Dump!

Down they fall, with such a thump,

Dog and Johnny in a lump!

Once, with head as high as ever,

Johnny walk'd beside the river.

Johnny watch'd the swallows trying

Which was cleverest at flying.

Oh! What fun!

Johnny watch'd the bright round sun

Going in and coming out;

This was all he thought about.

To the rivers very brink,

Where the bank was high and steep,

And the water very deep;

And the fishes, in a row,

Started to see him coming so.

One step more! Oh! sad to tell!

headlong in poor Johnny fell.

And the fishes, in dismay,

Wagg'd their tails and ran away.

There lay Johnny on his face,

With his nice red writing-case;

But, as they were passing by,

Two strong men had heard him cry;

And, with sticks, these two strong men

Hook'd poor Johnny out again.

Oh! you should have seen him shiver

When they pull'd him from the river

He was in a sorry plight!

Dripping wet, and such a fright!

Wet all over, everywhere,

Clothes, and arms, and face, and hair

Johnny never will forget

What it is to be so wet.

And the fishes, one, two, three,

Are come back gain, you see;

Up they came the moment after,

To enjoy the fun and laughter.

Each popp'd out his little head,

And, to tease poor Johnny said:

"Silly little Johnny, look,

You have lost your writing-book!"

This poem is also by Dr. Heinrich Hoffmann and presents a pretty good description of the Attention-deficit/ hyperactivity disorder, predominantly inattentive type (DSM-IV).


	As he trudg'd along to school, It was always Johnny's-rule To be looking at the sky And the clouds that floated by; But what just before him lay, in his way, Johnny never thought about; So that everyone cried out - "look at little Johnny there, Little Johnny Head-In-Air!"
	Running just in Johnny's way, Came a little dog one day; Johnny's eyes were still astray Up on high, In the sky; And he never heard them cry - "Johnny, mind, the dog is nigh!" Bump! Dump! Down they fall, with such a thump, Dog and Johnny in a lump!
	Once, with head as high as ever, Johnny walk'd beside the river. Johnny watch'd the swallows trying Which was cleverest at flying. Oh! What fun! Johnny watch'd the bright round sun Going in and coming out; This was all he thought about. To the rivers very brink, Where the bank was high and steep, And the water very deep; And the fishes, in a row, Started to see him coming so. One step more! Oh! sad to tell! headlong in poor Johnny fell. And the fishes, in dismay, Wagg'd their tails and ran away.
	There lay Johnny on his face, With his nice red writing-case; But, as they were passing by, Two strong men had heard him cry; And, with sticks, these two strong men Hook'd poor Johnny out again.
	Oh! you should have seen him shiver When they pull'd him from the river He was in a sorry plight! Dripping wet, and such a fright! Wet all over, everywhere, Clothes, and arms, and face, and hair Johnny never will forget What it is to be so wet. And the fishes, one, two, three, Are come back gain, you see; Up they came the moment after, To enjoy the fun and laughter. Each popp'd out his little head, And, to tease poor Johnny said: "Silly little Johnny, look, You have lost your writing-book!"
	This poem is also by Dr. Heinrich Hoffmann and presents a pretty good description of the Attention-deficit/ hyperactivity disorder, predominantly inattentive type (DSM-IV).