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The Old School Desk

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The Old School Desk

Today, meandering through the clutter of the local antique store,
I almost tripped and fell over an object partially hidden on the floor!
My hands came to rest on an old-fashioned school desk sitting there.
It reminded me of the one I occupied in my school days, I do declare!

My thoughts drifted back through the misty past to reminisce and ponder.
As I caressed its oaken surface with my fingers, I began to wonder.
Did it once grace a simple one-room prairie schoolhouse in Indiana?
Might it have come from a rustic schoolroom in the state of Montana?

The slanting top of the old desk was scratched and with ink was stained.
I saw faint initials carved by an idle lad whose attention span had waned!
The varnish was worn off the folding seat by many a squirming kid.
Wads of chewing gum still adorned the underside of the folding lid!

I recalled sitting at one of those uncomfortable desks trying to stay awake!
As Miss Ruth droned on and on, all I could think of was the recess break!
The room reeked of oranges and fried egg sandwiches we'd bring to munch.
Kids of means paid a dime to eat finer fare in the lunchroom for their lunch!

I recalled the thwack on my knuckles of Miss Ruth's ruler to get my attention,
And what awaited me at home for misbehavior with growing apprehension!
(A clerk noting my glazed eyes asked, "May I help you sir? Is anything amiss?"
"Nah", I replied. "If you please, I'd like to stand here awhile and reminisce!")

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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  1. Date: 8/23/2011 4:00:00 PM
    Sweetly put Robert, enjoyed today..

  1. Date: 8/21/2011 7:12:00 PM
    What a great memory Bob, I sat at one of those things too and added my wad of gum. You take such humble items and grace them with your words till they shine! Come and read my "Emily" Love, Elizabeth

  1. Date: 8/20/2011 1:25:00 PM
    Bob, it must have been like going through a time warp seeing the old school desk in the antique shop. Those old desks were always "engraved," plied with gum and extremely uncomfortable. Gee, I thought only the nuns gave out knuckle-whackings! Thanks for this trip down memory lane, dear friend. Love your poem! Have a great weekend! Love, carolyn

  1. Date: 8/20/2011 12:52:00 PM
    Good one..Those antiques bring memories for sure..Enjoyed reading..Sara

  1. Date: 8/20/2011 7:13:00 AM
    Bob, you took me with you into that antique shop with you.. I just love how you take the us the reader with you whatever the topic might be about. Enjoyed this gem of yours.. As for the "Nolene" it is actually my middle name. Hence the WN. Neels :)

  1. Date: 8/20/2011 2:54:00 AM
    Wonderful witty write Sir Robert, I have to admit I was one of those kids..lol....with love....old Jack

  1. Date: 8/19/2011 10:19:00 PM
    I love this write dear poet ! To mine favz it goes ! Awesome Robert ! Quite often, we forget to blister the reader with yesteryear in rhyme, and fog each other with prose, yet, you manage to delight us with reminisce quite well, and thank you for that ! Have a wonderful week my friend....much love, james

  1. Date: 8/19/2011 9:44:00 PM
    heh... those idle lads with waning attention spans... salt of the earth! Another lovely, Mr. Hinshaw... write on!

  1. Date: 8/19/2011 9:36:00 PM
    I remember the whack on my knuckles, today's kids maybe should have the seem, may not be any kids going to school to kill their peers. this one took me back, enjoyed it. thank you for commenting on farewell for now soupers. no we are moving ten miles from here, but still in Denver, i will soup mail if i get time, i have been to the Springs a many times to see the Sky Sox play.