Ye Olde Classrroom Days

Ye Olde Classoom Days


Let us take a cruise to the great past.
Hold tight, it won't be an easy task.
Look here, pencils and erasers, 
and books to hold, again!
Classrooms, no 'putters,
Loose leaf paper,
New crayons,
Rulers,
Clock


November 27, 2019
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Wolf Avatar
November 27, 2019 at 11:20 PM
Nice! But t's never coming back, for better or for worse. And so it goes... :) gw
Romios Avatar
November 28, 2019 at 9:07 PM
Neither are morals, or sanity, nor respect...some people are sheeples , some individualists. God gets buried more and more. As many follow blindly into a cold, new god..the one of electronics..all hail 5G, Fraught with dangers for the entire planet. PR
Cunningham Avatar
November 27, 2019 at 1:02 PM
Wow, that took me back Panagiota, Good old pencils, pens and paper. Tom
Romios Avatar
November 27, 2019 at 1:52 PM
I loved the smell of sharpened pencils... . I was thinking of my childhood ))) Panagiota xx
Sands Avatar
November 27, 2019 at 12:10 PM
A great Nonet Panagiota. Well done :)
Romios Avatar
November 27, 2019 at 12:14 PM
Heidi! I do thank you.... Panagiota xx
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