Big yellow school bus
Carried us to school each day
Down county back roads
Every child learned to write cursive
French was the foreign language
Girls preoccupied our minds
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Lillian, at d’Verse, asked us to think about going back to school and then write a poem of six lines about the a b c’s. We had to pick any six letters of the alphabet in sequential order, and write a poem about school. The ornament above was given to me by one of my students back in 1982.
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A very effective response to the prompt!
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Thank you Judy!
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that was a nice memento from a student, I wrote cursive too, my son says it looks like an ancient text! girl! aha! I went to a Girls Only school the boys from the school across the field would wait under the shady trees when we passed by with our colourful umbrellas at noon.
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How interesting! Thanks Gina.
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They do preoccupied it.. Now and then..
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School in a nutshell…for boys 🙂
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Yep!
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Love your take on back-to-school days! Love the ornament too. I am in my 7th decade…I call our Christmas tree a memory tree. One ornament I especially treasure: a red glass ball (quite fragile) with my name Lillian pained in white on it by my first grade teacher. And it is in that fabulous printing that a teacher who must teach printing seems to have. 🙂
Glad you shared the post and the ornament! 🙂
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Thanks Lillian. I taught elementary school for 29 years and my tree is also a tree of remembrance filled with ornaments given to me by students.
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Some things change and some don’t…nice to read your memories from B to G.
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Thanks…I tried a couple of other sets but this seemed to work best for me.
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It’s a good mix of observations. I just can’t imagine not knowing how to write by hand.
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That would be like going back to first grade!
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Honest and just how I imagine it!
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Thanks Kim!
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You’ve depicted every schoolboy alphabetically. Well done!
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Thanks Beverly, at least this one for sure!
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I like the association between French and girls in the last two lines.
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Ha Ha! Frank, where is your mind going!!
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Short and sweet summary of your schooldays! 🙂
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At least there are some things that never change, hopefully. Going back to school and all of the thoughts of being a kid.
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Yes it is hard to erase the memories.
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hopefully you don’t want to erase all of them.
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I used to love shopping for new school supplies 🙂 That was my favorite part about back to school!
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You went back to school effortlessly with this one, Dwight!
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It came along nicely. Thank You!
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I can relate to the nice penmanship too. Enjoyed your photo and memories of school days Dwight!
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Thank you Grace!
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A nice little trip down memory lane…though for me, minus the bus.
I can’t believe they eliminated cursive writing from our school curriculum. So sad.
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Memory lane… where I learned my A-B-Cs. Thanks Mish!
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It seemed so simple back then. They really just taught a-b-c’s.
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Seems that way! And we did not seem to suffer much.
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I think I remember the way girls where always there.
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I love this, how in six lines you captured an entire way of being schooled. The only foreign language choice, that big yellow school bus, those country back roads. I picture each child writing, “Those were the days” in their perfect cursive penmanship.
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Thank you so much for you kind words! I remember it like it was yesterday!
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