Caren Krutsinger Poet Light Verse

Babysitting First Graders

This is a first grader’s day
I build a house! I build a house!
Another first grader chimes in.
It has a mouse! And maybe a louse!
Third first grader yells “Hey, that rhymes!”
“Chimes! Limes! Times! Crimes!”
By the time the teacher arrives back
from her twenty-second bathroom break
the whole room is afire with song.
You would think I taught music.
Did they finish the spelling test? She asks me.
“Test! Pest! Fest! Guest! Crest!” They all sing.
I ease out gently, waving, not daring to speak.

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Silent One March 24, 2019 at 6:38 AM Haha, you captured the moments very well.. Caren Krutsinger March 24, 2019 at 9:55 AM I LIVE elementary school, so I breathe it and poetize it as well.

M. L. Kiser March 23, 2019 at 9:57 PM Ha! You are fun...cute one. Caren Krutsinger March 24, 2019 at 5:59 AM I am. The children CHEER when I arrive, except the kindergarteners who CRY if their teacher is gone for a half second.

Ilene Bauer March 23, 2019 at 6:27 PM i'm sure they were sorry to see you go, caren! (and are you sure you didn't have a tiny hand in getting all those rhymes started? if so, more power to you!) Caren Krutsinger March 23, 2019 at 7:41 PM Well, I might have to claim a wee bit of "egging on". Come on, Ilene. It was between singing and a boring spelling test.

Nette Onclaud March 23, 2019 at 12:20 PM kids say what they truly feel!... enjoyed the poetic banter and how you slipped off after the test, so cute, caren... huggs Caren Krutsinger March 23, 2019 at 7:41 PM I always do. By the time I leave the children are cheering and the teachers so wish anyone else had shown up.