grace
School times were the best part of my life. We were a small group of 33 that spent ll years together. The school was run by nuns. I was an average student in studies but enjoyed extra curricular activities such as acting.
I did not much enjoy college days as it was a huge number and students came from many schools.
This poem brings back happy memories.
SCHOOL TIMES
Destiny takes us we know not where
But we carry our memories there
School times, classmates loads of fun
Exams done accolades won.
Driving teachers round the bend
Teasing, jeering it had no end
“Stand on the bench” they’d scream away
But from them we would run away
Lunch time spent in running around
In the baking sun till the ball was found
The recess over, back to the class
Striving for those marks to pass
Some were always up to pranks
Competing for those tempting ranks
Pushing prodding to come out first
If one failed the tears would burst
Classmates are a wonderful gift
Try your best stop the drift
Teachers, masters ever so kind
Tough it was to leave them behind
So many years of endless joy
Fun and frolic boy oh boy!
Dramas, rehearsals, singing galore
I wish those years were here once more
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Question of
Were you happy in your school days?
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Yes
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No
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Question of
We classmates get together even now. Do you?
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Yes
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No
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I want more of these! Please.
I have a small collection and once they start publishing our posts may be I will upload them here.
Very nice poem! Congratulations!
This post recalled me my school memories
I like to remember my school days. They were unique
You are very talented. I only see one of my friends. I want to several schools.
I started getting together classmates after 30 years of school and we meet now occasionally – a few though.
I never loved school so I was a driver, dear friend
I went to one of the top 10 high schools in the nation; so high school was a huge, stressful challenge. I enjoyed junior high and college much more.
I actually hated school until college. For me college was the chance to grow. The early years were more about finding a way out.
May be there is a difference between boys and girls. Same case was with my brothers. They hated school?
it maybe I don’t know. I ended up starting my professional career as a school teacher.