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Back then I joined two clubs where my main interests did lie.
Biology Club: I was surrounded by girls. My, my!
We saw local prehistoric bones on museum trip.
Conservation Club: At North Street pond, I think we nets did dip.
Varsity Club was just for guys. Sorry girls. Whoops!
One could get nice jacket if one was good at track or hoops.
Honor Society was for 'good students'. You know the type.
Perhaps, like other human things, it was a bit of hype.
I know there were many 'clubs' in which I did not partake.
In one girls and boys could shoot. In another they could bake.
Foreign languages and music interests were not ignored.
Hobbies and sports were pursued and future jobs explored.
There were social clubs for just one sex. I don't know what they did.
To join, did club invite you, or did you have to make a bid?
Student government members were picked by peer selection.
I was beaten for Justice, by Roger in election.
At play rehearsal at Gretchen's, Carmi found me up a tree.
In play, Dave Hall's toga fell off. I'm glad it wasn't me!
I WONDER if the club 'advisors' got paid to help us learn and 'grow'.
We were nurtured while away from home….SO MANY YEARS AGO.
(2009)
wonderful poem, indeed i can relate to trying out manyy different clubs in high school. I love the many different clubs spoken about: -)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Classmates! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.