First Day

By Bradene

Sat, 01 Nov 2008
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Green gloss walls
Drab brown doors
High cream ceilings
Wood block floors

Rows of little hooks
To hang small coats
Cracked white sinks
Scummy dirt on water floats

The smell of sweaty feet
Someones eggy farts
David Killick’s snotty sneeze
That’s when the crying starts

Please Mummy take me home
School is not for me
Take me home by Bromley’s bus
Let’s go to Gran’s for tea…

All my crying is for nothing
All my tears fall in vain
Not only does she leave me…
Tomorrow,
I'll do it all again !

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Certificate U
Life's Ups And Downs
Autobiography

Comments

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
My goodness, how I can identify with this one, Val. Andrea, bless her, would turn on the waterworks every morning when I took her to infant's school. It used to make me feel so guilty. After about six months she grew out of it, thank goodness. Really enjoyed, Val. Thank you. Tina xx

 

Submitted by Bradene on
Thanks Tina, some things stay with us all our lives. I remember that first day so well especially David Killick, I had to sit next to him. He was a big bull of a boy and bullied all the kids, yet I had him tied around my finger from the end of that first day. He couldn't tie shoe laces and I could, so I tied his for him... Well he could hardly bully me after that could he? :) Val x