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.5. A New School
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.5. A New School

Poem By David Threadgold

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

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It was simply wonderful.
VERY GOOD POEM..............WE ALL HAVE SAME FEELING WHEN WE R IN SCHOOL..........AND ITS A VERY REFRESHING POEM.........I LIKE IT VERY MUCH.............KEEP IT UP
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
David, you sure have a way with words. Simply enchanting. A full 10 boy!
what a lovely piece, it almost recreates school life on the inner eye's screen


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