Yesteryears School Days....

Memories...

Yesteryears school days.

The strict headmistress

who ran the school.

And took no nonsense.

The school bully who was

an a*****e. And always in

trouble and get expelled

for a week at a time.

Then back again. Then gone

again.

The snogging young couples

every playtime

around the back of the portable

cabins they used as extra classrooms

kissing and canoodling in between

break.  

And the guy who was always

trying to lift up a girl skirt.

And Mr Smith the math teacher

ever girl at school

fancied.  Some girls where

are chatting about him.

As for the boys

Miss Pettigrew.

The art teacher she

was

was cute,

blond and had a great figure.

I remember the school dinner ladies.

In the winter they let us hang out

in the canteen. And help and gave

us a piece of cake as a treat for helping

them. Lay the teachers place settings for

lunch.

Forgot all the boring things like exams

and stuff. The other stuff was more

interesting. On reflection now. Laughs.

Reviews

[eve roper]

enjoyed reading , Dawn... Hugse eve

[Wild Rose]

What a different school we went to
Boys and girls has separate play grounds
We shared class rooms; with a four foot wide gangway between - No sneaking secret messages to the girls (or back)

No Mr Smith except the woodwork teacher
No Miss Pettigrew
We did have Misss Deasy approaching retirement She read us stories Even the school bully loved her
Her intended was killed in the war

[Einstein Noodle]

its universal ... we all have memories of those younger days in school. We spent a great deal of our lives there. Your title easily caught my attention. The overall "form" of your poem also appeals to me aesthetically ..i really do prefer free verse and all the ways we can use it to emphasize our theme. Your last 4 verses looks like and aside to me; because of the change in font and size. That's just my impression, however the text does not support the change in my opinion ... perhaps switching your narrators voice or change the perspective to a character ... like Mrs. Pettigrew or Mr. Smith ...I grew up in a Catholic School we didn't fall in love with the nuns nor priests but we sure were terrified of "Mother Superior" ;) for me the rhythm is choppy because of grammar and syntax ... I love the story telling quality and the universal appeal ...thanks for tweaking me own school day memories :))
E.

[phill..m]

Great day's Dee, not a care in the world, all your mates there, six weeks summer
hols, snowball fights when it snowed. your poem took me back. Regards,Phill.

[Onlyme]

Are you an ex Brit Phill by the sound of it? And thanks for your thoughts.

[eve roper]

Now this is really nice and well written verse, . Hugs Eve

[Onlyme]

Thank you Eve.

[alanwgraham]

I like this Dee. It's great to look back. I've been a teacher so I've seen it from the other side too. You have observed it all very well.
Regards.
Alan

[Onlyme]

Thank you Alan, an ex teacher. I see. wink.