Rangitoto College

     Textbooks,
             chalk dust,
     young men 
             full of lust.
       School bus, 
          school bag,
     mathematics, 
          what a drag!
       Woodwork, 
             English lit,
     some pass, 
             some quit.

     Autumn leaf, 
          summer sun,
     playin’ truant 
             on the run.
       Fibrolite
                prefab,
     bunson burner, 
            science lab.
       Trampoline,
             gym rope,
     girls flirt, 
            boys hope!


       Written: 1992

             ———

     I attended “Rangi” 
        1974 ~ 1977.
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Trestrail Avatar
March 10, 2024 at 3:52 AM
I remember Rangi and all of the above. I remember you too. The days of our youth. Nice job.
Sangster - K Avatar
January 23, 2022 at 12:20 PM
Absolutely love it Craig. A fav for me! Cheers Anne :-)
Rigoler Avatar
January 21, 2022 at 5:30 AM
These few lines are packed with high school memories, Craig. A worthy win. / Maurice
Merryman Avatar
January 17, 2022 at 2:16 PM
A delightful, rhyming look back at high school! Congrats on your win in Brian's contest, Craig! Blessings, Kim M
Sambourne Avatar
January 16, 2022 at 7:15 PM
High school encapsulated. Well written, Craig. You bring back long ago days. Congratulations! Cheers, Brian
Kendrick Avatar
January 16, 2022 at 1:41 PM
I have read your winner and was delighted it was on the winners' list. Congrats. Sara
Alex Avatar
January 16, 2022 at 6:42 AM
Great memories wrapped within few words. Beautiful. Congratulations!
Gaul Avatar
January 16, 2022 at 5:59 AM
Deightful rhyme. Great economy of words. Clever.
Hankins Avatar
January 14, 2022 at 8:19 PM
Aw...brought back some wonderful memories, Craig. High School seems to be the same everywhere.
Wolf Avatar
January 10, 2022 at 6:02 PM
Bunson burners - almost forgot about them. Can't imagine them in today's classrooms. Heck, plastic knives have probably been outlawed in the cafeterias... ~ gw
Messina Avatar
January 7, 2022 at 2:36 PM
Reads like a good song, Craig. I really like this..."mathematics- what a drag" not my glass of wine either. (lol) Cheers! Have a nice weekend. Charlie
Besaw Gallo Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 8:26 AM
Excellent and fun to read out loud. Keep writing! ~ Kelly
Brown Avatar
January 5, 2022 at 2:10 PM
Well Penned! Blessing ~ Debra
Mcintosh Avatar
January 5, 2022 at 1:04 PM
Lovely write. Enjoyed. God bless you. Love, Gina
Kelly Avatar
January 5, 2022 at 10:25 AM
I read all your poems and thought, how small the world is. I can relate to you in a lot of ways. looking forward to reading more. We all look back and write what we remember.
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