It's Elementary

The work I did was playing with the angels
We read and painted, dressed up for Halloween as rangers
The Universe so close from dry, paper mache
With older kids we even wrote an Etheree 

The work I did was traveling to Europe
With twenty of my students and an antelope
We colored windows facing the lights of Paris
and even opened a brasserie  "Gateau de Bliss"

So, Carolyn, you made me smile opening this album
When asking "Where the Wild Things Are? " Ka-boom!
Again it's "Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs"
...but empty are long gone  Elementary School halls...


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Smith-Johnsen Avatar
September 17, 2010 at 4:14 AM
You have captured my interest. I'd like to know more about the antelope! It sounds like an exciting trip! Good luck in the contests. (No, I haven't heard about rhythm 51 versus 67 beats.)
R Avatar
September 15, 2010 at 9:34 AM
Wonderful write, super congrats on your win:) Emilia
Kendrick Avatar
September 12, 2010 at 1:55 PM
Interesting write about a great job...Must have taken patience, preparations, and money to take 20 students to Europe..Reads like an ideal learning situation for the teacher and the students...Sara
Fraser Avatar
September 12, 2010 at 10:25 AM
Iolanda, many congratulations on your win in Carolyn's contest >> James
Dietrich Avatar
September 12, 2010 at 9:58 AM
Came here to thank you for responding to my blog this past week. About your being 5'10" at age 12, I bet my daugher was nearly that tall at that age too. By age 15, she was almost 6 feet tall. She never really got teased for it like you did. She is a really beautiful girl, Today age 33, hard for me to believe! At age 2, she looked like age 5 and people were always giving me really rude stares for having her in diapers!! (I think I suffered more for her height than she did) haha. LUv, Andrea
Roberts Avatar
September 11, 2010 at 8:36 PM
beautiful entry, congrats on your win
Roberts Avatar
September 11, 2010 at 8:36 PM
beautiful entry, congrats on your win
Neels Avatar
September 11, 2010 at 8:16 AM
Iolanda congratulations on your win in Carolyn's contest.. Hope your Saturday is a grand one, love Wilma
Dietrich Avatar
September 10, 2010 at 11:09 PM
OH, my, it's a bit like MY entry with those "long gone" school halls image. Congrats, Iolanda. This is lovely. Andrea
Mehta Avatar
September 10, 2010 at 8:03 PM
Congratulations on this win in the contest, Iolanda
Freeman Avatar
September 10, 2010 at 7:35 PM
Congratulations Iolanda, on a worthy profession and your success with this informative poem. Agape, Moses
Brown Avatar
September 10, 2010 at 5:28 PM
Congratulations on your win in Carolyn Devonshire's contest Iolanda. Love Carol
Gorelick Avatar
September 10, 2010 at 4:50 PM
Congrats Iolanda..loved it. BG
Johnson Avatar
September 10, 2010 at 4:13 PM
Sounds very exciting. I alway thought I would be a teacher when I wa a child but it was not to be. Congratulations. Love, Joyce
Haick Avatar
September 10, 2010 at 3:56 PM
Wonderful, delightful write, Iolanda! Congratulations on your win in the contest.
Brown Avatar
September 10, 2010 at 12:03 PM
What a beautiful day to sit and read poetry here at PoetrySoup. Please keep writing and sharing your poems with us. What a diverse group of poets we have here I am so happy you are one of us Iolanda. Have a wonderful weekend filled with inspiration. Love, Carol
Chu Avatar
September 9, 2010 at 11:45 PM
"The universe so close from dry, papier mache" That's a great line. I liked the clever movie references. Children can be both Beauty and the Beast. The papier mache reminds me of the Fantastic Mr. Fox. I want your job =)
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