My First Day In School Poem by Kishor Kumar Mishra
My First Day In School
As five years age did I complete,
To a school, my father made me admit,
But hard task was it all,
Recognizing alpha-numeric symbol.
Fearful was the very sight of teacher,
More so was the sight of Head Master,
Classroom was full of strange faces,
Was I a sheep in a pack of wolves?
I tried to copy from boy beside,
That was too difficult to practice,
All efforts to draw the symbol
Did go in vain, miserably I did fail.
The teacher asked me if I can write,
Nothing did I reply, remained quiet,
To play truant was my intention,
Out of the class, towards home I ran.
A real life experience, so well expressed. Thanks Kishore for the sharing. 10++++
The first day of school can be a frightening experience, especially for a child with ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder) . Here is an excerpt from the book Birdseed Cookies by Janis Jaquith, who says she suffers from the disorder, or at least did when she was a child. This just breaks my heart. I tried to read it aloud to my wife and couldn't do it without breaking down. I'm sitting at a desk in first grade. The teacher's standing up in front of us, and she's talking about something or other … I look down at my desk. There are all these little squares of green paper. I don't know where they came from. Each square has a number on it. What am I supposed to do with those? I look around at the other kids and a hot stab of panic shoots through my chest. All the other kids are doing something special with those numbers. They all know what to do. Now the teacher is moving up and down the aisles, licking little gold stars and pressing them to the foreheads of the kids who know what they're doing. She goes right past me. I don't belong here. I don't know how I got here. I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I'd go home... but I don't know how to do that either.
Thanks Kim for your comment. Thanks for your narration from the book Birdseed Cookies.
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4/30/2024 10:06:05 PM # 1.0.0.1119
To play truant was my intention, Out of the class, towards home I ran. Lovely and funny. Thanks poet for the sharing. 10 for it.
Thanks Mr. Paresh Chakra for your comment.