I Am To Remember My Kindergarden Poem by chas garcia

Journey to unfold, a colorful classroom,
In a sandbox full of sand.
sleeping mats, milk and cookies too.

After nap on a mat as. we were told.to do,

In a playful mood, only a child would know.

our teacher as a mother hen, gets all our
attention, now and then, as we feel safe in
her custody.

On the wall, colorful pictures, tacked,
skillfully, depicting the alphabet, a to z,

Also numbering 1 to 10, In her classroom you
always knew what to do.

Highland Elementary School.
Oakland, California
2004