Going to school

• Micah Beaumont, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2006

Going to School

I was walking to school one dull boring morning
Dragging my legs yawning and yawning
My hair was all fuzzy and my socks didn’t match
I wore torn ripped pants covered in patch
I entered the music room and we greeted our teacher
Staring at her warts, she’s got no attractive feature!
Ready to vomit I sat down on my chair
Waiting to leave that musical lair
The bell then rang so we rushed outside
Only to find our teachers standing side by side
They said it was fake and it was only a joke…
But then suddenly I awoke from my dream
But real did it seem
I then noticed I was standing in choir about to sing
Then suddenly something happened … I heard the bell ring!