School Daze

By Dazzla

Tue, 17 Feb 2015

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Now I'm 5 I've got to go to school

Arrrrrgh! look at the size of that big school hall

All the others are so big and tall

How could it be that I am so small?

The building is nice although it's quite old

It's got a swimming pool, brrrr! but it's cold

The school is still big but not as before

I think that it's shrinking, each day more and more

The Teacher's your friend or so I thought

But don't be bad because if you're caught

It's a smack on the bum or a pull by the hair

Sometimes teacher's just aren't very fair.

Now I'm 11 I'm leaving to go

Off to the high school goodbye, cheerio!

To all of my teachers and some of my friends

I'm off to the big school and it all starts again.

Comments

This was the first poem I

Permalink Submitted by Dazzla on Tue, 2015-02-17 20:38

This was the first poem I ever wrote, when I was 11 and a half years old, found it in some old school work!

I was thinking how well you

Permalink Submitted by Rhiannonw on Tue, 2015-02-17 21:01

I was thinking how well you were getting into the 'eyes' of the 5 year old, growing — the size of the place, and it seeming to shrink. Now I know when it was written, I think, well, that's really something to have sensed all that and got it down at that age. Quite a memento! Rhiannon

Thank you - If I remember it

Permalink Submitted by Dazzla on Tue, 2015-02-17 21:24

Thank you - If I remember it was our first English assignment at high school to write a poem about the transition from little school to big school. Can't beleive I found it, mum must have squirreled it away :-)