Treasure Island

David Threadgold

.5. A New School

I remember my first days at school
How the building seemed so big
I remember where I hung my coat
By the picture of a pig

I remember our headmistress
Her face was sprouting hair
I remember I was always told
Not to look it’s rude to stare

I remember all the screaming
From the children how they cried
I remember double swinging doors
That seemed so very wide

I remember in the sandpit
Pouring water-making slush
I remember teacher telling us
Let’s have a little hush

I remember cold school dinners
How the dinner ladies shout
I remember most of all I think
When they told us school was out

© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes

Submitted: Saturday, August 30, 2008
Edited: Tuesday, October 14, 2008

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  • Kamna Saini (9/28/2008 1:35:00 PM)


  • Marilyn Lott (9/16/2008 6:29:00 PM)

    Oh yes, those school memories your poem evokes. So many of them. We moved a lot before I was in 6th grade and even then we went from the school that only went to the 6th grade and then 7th and 8th in another school and then high school. Making new friends, gazing out the window in a dream world wanting to be elsewhere. Thanks for the memories, David. Loved your poem!

    Warm Wishes,
    Marilyn (Report) Reply

  • Chitra - (9/9/2008 11:21:00 AM)

    what a lovely piece, it almost recreates school life on the inner eye's screen (Report) Reply

  • Dee Daffodil (9/6/2008 10:45:00 AM)

    LOL...Love this one! ! ! ! It's a wonderful depiction of school life through the eyes of a child! ! Awesome!
    Dee (Report) Reply

  • Bonnie Collins (9/3/2008 3:45:00 PM)

    This is SO ADORABLE! ! The memories you have given my of my own first day of kindergarden, the sand box, oh my, what a lovely feel this gives the reader... Excellent A 10! !

    Bonnie (Report) Reply

  • Ernestine Northover (9/2/2008 2:58:00 PM)

    Wonderful reminiscences David. I remember the discipline, no relaxation during the day, always on our best behaviour and no playing around. Still it didn't harm us any. Nowadays, they can 'express' themselves, but that isn't always for the best.
    Thanks for the memories.
    Love and hugs Ernestine XXX (Report) Reply

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