It’s happened to us all that first day of school,
that mixture of excitement and dread
Sick to the pit of my own stomach
viewing that huge school in red
striding in stout laced up brown leather shoes
To change out of when I eventually arrived
into one’s more suitable instead
we were placed in our classes
Of which I knew barely a few
When a girl swished me glance
with her black shiny hair
And the widest of grins she drew
‘I wonder if there’s any ink in those’
She’d observed of the inkwells in the desk
When she stuck her finger into the pot
And then boy, did she make a mess
Lifting her finger replete with pot
Revealed it was full to the brim
And In her attempt to shake it free
right over her head
it skimmed
dribbling right down
onto her brand spanking new
gymslip, jumper and shirt
and with the form teacher not yet come into view
the sight must have given a scare.
she was one and the same girl
Who in our chemistry class
Induced awe and wonder
at the Bunsen burners igniting gas
and proceeded to set fire to her hair.
‘What was that smell’, we’d all declared
When the teacher responded with fright
We’d all jumped back when we saw the smoke
But she completely was oblivious to her plight
I believe these days protection is supplied
But we were hardy things back then
Albeit somewhat naïve and perhaps even worldly unwise
Of course needless to say
She became a best friend
remaining so to this very same day.
So life as it is has many surprises in store
Just take a deep breath, dive in and explore
But make sure you
know which way to sway. J
In the last week so many children here in the UK were going back to school after the summer break, some for the first time, from tiny tots in reception through to 'big school' made my thoughts drift to one of my own. Lib
ReplyDeletehaha such fun rhyme, you give a chime. We all just have to dive in sometimes too and hope the surprise are good ones. Glad I have no more first days of school too.
ReplyDeleteglad you liked it Pat, I know thankfully those first days of school are behind us x x Lib
DeleteLoved this story. I was one of those who was "sick to the pit of my own stomach" when starting back to school. But did make some nice friends such as you did. She sounds like quite a character. :)
ReplyDeleteshe was :) certainly took away that fear :0 x x Lib
DeleteOMGoodness.. I bet that was such a mess!~!
ReplyDeleteI remember those desks with the old ink pots built into them and yes, they were usually full.... lol
Now I feel oldddddddd!
Great poem!
heehe yes, especially on the first day :) they had them desks for years didn't they, not sure but think everyone shares a table now x x Lib
DeleteLol, pretty funny story, I’m glad it turned out well though and she became a best friend.
ReplyDeleteWhen a Bunsen burner gets your hair
Only the bald is left to spare.
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heehe afraid so :) but she was funny x Lib
DeleteWe had those inkwells here as well...and how I recall my braids being dipped into them by the boy who sat behind. Also remember, I was the only kid on the street who flunked kindergarten. LOL. I couldn't handle the brown mats we had to sew w. thick yarn, and I was forever throwing up. Oh, you bring back memories, Lib, in this charming piece! Thank you for sharing, sweetie!
ReplyDeleteHa!! she sat behind me as well, pulling at individual hairs and in turning around with a shout of OW that hurt! the teacher told ME off. typical boy prank that can just imagine must have thought made a good paint brush. Think you and I would have been good mates in school Jacquie :) x x hugs Lib
Deleteha. she sounds like one that might get you in many an adventure for sure...i remember desks with the place for the inkwell....you def took me back in this...smiles.
ReplyDeleteyea we got into some scrapes and adventures :)) x x hugs Lib
DeleteYour best friend is so curious and fun to be with ~ Very nice share of your childhood days ~ Delightful ~
ReplyDeletethanks so much Grace, yes curious she was indeed and such fun # lots of laughs :) x x Lib
DeleteMy grade school had desks like those but we had to supply our own ink. Funny and endearing story of a girlfriend - who could not embrace her? Lovely poem!
ReplyDeleteAlso wanted to thank you for your support all along, and for your kind and encouraging words on my blog. Much appreciated!
thanks so much Gay for your lovely words, yes such a wicked spirit :) .. I adore and love all your poems always have - support of you and them is easy x x x sending love always Lib x x x
DeleteI had one of those desks and one of those friends! Nostalgic write and so full of life---
ReplyDelete:)) haha thankyou so glad you enjoyed x
DeleteLife does have surprises...so great you are still best friends.
ReplyDeletethanks Ayala - yes so many surprises hopefully the good outweigh the bad x x hugs Lib
Deleteoh the memories.... just wonderful.
ReplyDeletethankyou x
DeleteGosh, does that take me back. I was always nervous on the first day back, plus we moved twice, taking me to new schools, having to make new friends. Loved getting new clothes though lol! Your poem evoked bittersweet memories...Thanks for the memories ~ Great write Lib xox Ŀ♡ѴƐ ஆ ❤
ReplyDeleteOh yes the new clothes they were good weren't they - remember my Grandad getting my cardie, I loved it, snuggly warm in a longr length with pockets in a beautiful shade of blue - that was when I went into the bigger classes can see it now - sending love and hugs Helena - Lib x x
Deletefirst days and last days . . . its how we punctuate of time isnt it? the nerves, the unknown and the excitement . . .
ReplyDeletelifes landmarks -
always a great subject
because we can all relate :D
thanks Aaron, odd isn't it as you say 'how we punctuate time' - unforgetable landmarks x x Lib
DeleteSuper-fun story. My girl just began her first full days a few weeks ago, and my own gut clenched in the remembering how that felt. And your friend sounds like just the right way to begin.
ReplyDeleteAww I know you feel for them don't you as they stride out - I hope that went well for her and for you - yes that friend certainly broke the fear x x Lib
DeleteI moved 28 times during the course of my school life and so had too many first days. You evoke a strong sense of the mixture of fear and fun.
ReplyDeletethanks Anna 28 times !!! I can't begin to imagine how that must have been making new friends new beginnigs all the time - firt days - hope you had a huge measure of fun Anna x x Lib
Deletehey i wonder if fred stole the idea for his prompt from you...smiles...i remember this one....happy sunday!
ReplyDeleteheehe xx
Deletesmiles...she sounds like my son..he managed to do things like this as well...always enough excitement where he was around...smiles
ReplyDeletesounds like he keeps you in smiles Claudia x x
Deletelove how you incorporated your early memory of school with such an inviting tone. I had a real difficult time of adjusting to school life in my early years, actually switched a couple times just because my parents didn't think I was adapting properly-and I still remember, one of the earliest things I can remember, how I once told my parents, it's not me, it's them who can't adapt to me--lol I was an odd bird back as a child, guess still am, but things definitely got easier later on. Thanks for somehow conjuring that memory and for sharing with is. Thanks.
ReplyDeletethankyou Fred for opportunity - great prompt - poor you but glad things got easier - x x lib
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