Star Stickers

Some teachers once used stickers
To reward a super grade.
Originally, star-shaped ones
Were all the ones they made.

My grandson's potty-training, too,
Involved those stick-on stars,
Which also were exchangeable
For varied Hot Wheels cars.

His younger sister somehow
Got her hands on quite a few.
Despite her age, she right away
Knew just what she should do.

So now I'm finding, on her chair,
The cabinets, the floor,
A galaxy of shining stars
To jazz up the decor.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Callus Avatar
May 23, 2017 at 4:24 PM
This made me smile, Ilene:) As a young pupil I got those stars at school, then when I started teaching I made use of them, too. The first stickers I gave my granddaughter were stars...and she stuck them all round the house! Regards // paul
Rigoler Avatar
May 21, 2017 at 7:16 AM
Gosh, this poem reminds me of my grammar school days when getting a star (gold were the highest) next to one's name or pasted on one's test paper was super like winning the Nobel prize! Though at home, doing a good job with chores garnered a coin. / M
Murray Avatar
May 19, 2017 at 5:36 PM
I never took down the stars that light up on the celing when I turn off the light in my daughters' bedrooms Ilene. It's a lovely reminder of when they were small.
Marcum Wong Avatar
May 19, 2017 at 3:23 PM
It is so true how children love stickers. Stars, for work achieved, are especially welcome. It is a great way to dangle the carrot. Works every time! : ) 7
Allison Avatar
May 19, 2017 at 2:07 PM
aww what a cute rhyme:-) how wonderful that the reward system still works - we always had coloured stars but now I guess anything can be put on a sticker. You may have to think of an alternative reward for your grand daughter lol:-) hugs Jan ss
Green Avatar
May 19, 2017 at 1:34 PM
That was cute Ilene. Sounds like you have a little star running around that house leaving her signature on everything. :)
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