At desks writing
Bells ringing
Children scamper
Doors open
Single file
All are present
Hear the all clear sound
Single file
Door open
Back to desks
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Practice
Practice, Practice Strum, Strum, Strum Hear the notes and the strings Singing along makes it fun The Ukulele
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My eyes opened wide and bright As the sun appeared through the window pane Jumping out of bed to step outside To see what was in store There...
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There is a corner of the room That is made especially for you With bright sunlight, a tall green plant,and Mama's Rocking Chair. A tall ...
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As I look into the starry night I see that shinny star That I wished upon Forever grateful For that shining star For it made my dreams come ...
6 comments:
This took me back to my teaching days in Kindergarten...
I like it
Smiles ...
Hi - this took me back to when we had drills for nuclear bombs - we had to hide under our desks -like that would make a difference!! :-)
Love Gail
peace.....
This made me think of grade school days in a little one room school.
Glad it brought you back to the old days, Margie. Smiles back to you.
Gail, I remember those drills for the nuclear bombs, I also wondered that myself about hiding under the desks. Now it is different, fire drills we all go outside. Poems can certainly bring us back. Thanks for coming by.
Hi Connie,
Poems can bring back memories, I am glad this brought you back. Thanks for commenting.
Take care.
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