At School Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

At School

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It was my first day over there With the newcomers of my first school, It was a long, long time ago that I came to school by myself while The other newcomers came accompanied by their kins, I was very happy, so My school was the first step towards a better tomorrow, Some newcomers (kids) cried loudly because They were not accustomed to be alone when their kins left them, For me, I felt differently because I loved school too much, My first school was within a hair's breadth from our house, I was the third kid who went to school in succession, so It was not something new to me, Our school was an old building That was one day a palace for a rich and wealthy family, Schools, at that time, Were old buildings, but they were fabulous, Anyhow I loved my first school at that time, It was the first day when the principal rang a hand's bell and Attendants came together, then All in order went to their classes happily, Every class had its own teacher who cared about the pupils in it, We all sat on our desks, then We had a teacher read our names as a gesture to know each one, We were very happy that we all occupied our places happily, then Time ran out gladly and we were asked to go home to come back in The next day.

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* Sunprincess * 01 July 2014

............oh this is a wonderful memory of those early days of childhood....and so magical is the first days of entering school.....truly in my mind as a little 5 year old girl it was frightening....suppose for little boys of age 5 it wasn't.....and the first day of school when I saw my mother leaving without me....and I was left alone with the teacher and other children I didn't know....pretty sure I burst into tears...loved reading this wonderful poem....

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