Grade School Poems - Poems about Grade School

My exam is over and everyone is plugged in on phones earbuds in, except for him, who sleeps, slumped on desk, bag in front with me the only one who can hear him snoring. ...

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The Poisoned Apple sent to me, Drives me crazy! Stocked with futility. One page after another, Makes my heart flutter! "Continue," it says. The screen glowing bright. I do. Only to see, ...

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In the echoing halls of third grade, he sits, a nine-year-old lad, master of the silent symphony, the classroom's perpetual farter. His seat, a throne of hidden thunder, each release a stealthy gust, an unseen hand that wafts through the air, invisible yet undeniable. The girl down the aisle, her eyes wide with wonder, a scientist in the making, studies his every move, curiosity alive in her gaze, as if decoding...

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The big yellow bus has disgorged it's final school student; the driver searches empty seats to find what has been forgotten, or hidden from prying eyes~ secrets of teenage affairs....

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My life as a grade school teacher Is like a life-long student and schooler Always working with colors, pens and papers While taking care of kids as their second mother. Still, I oftentimes sleep quite late at night Check exams, plan learner’s lessons that delight In the morning, I need to wake up early To be at school before our flag...

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As the autumn of my life approaches, a bit of memory fades, But I still recall very special times from my primary grades. We did things then now considered politically incorrect, Enjoying Valentine and Halloween parties - no one did object! The Valentine party was the social event of the school year. Kids secretly expressed affection for that very special...

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Some seasons are amazing Some seasons always stink Some seasons are mostly known for a drink Fall is just boring Mainly from that school There’s no swimming at the swimming pool Winter is more fun Playing in the snow Fall can be fun by making pies out of dough...

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A church gifted fifty turkey dinners to our students’ families. One family was given two boxes of produce, meat and desserts. Because they had seven children, and their parents were out of work. They were appreciative, and lavished thanks on us. One mother refused to come by the school to pick their box up. A teacher drove an hour out...

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Used to act this one out in grade school.would run my hands down face as flowing tears as I recited.Always well received ok here it goes.... Birdie ,Birdie, in the sky Why you poo poo in my eye ...

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The art substitute teacher kicked ten of the seventeen sixth graders out. The principal was beside herself. She brought four of them to me. Could you play a game with them or something? These four were not kicked out. They are usually such clowns, the teacher didn’t even “try them” with a sub. I played three or four...

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The teacher gave gifts to those who were behaving. Many other students pretended to behave For about two seconds Then they got loud, unruly, and disrespectful. They began screaming at her They were yelling about unfairness They yelled that she had favorites. They threw things at her head. She did have favorites. The children whose parents taught them respect The children who behaved The children who...

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Around this same exact time, Exactly one year ago. I wrote a really mediocre poem, About 7th grade moving "slow". But, boy, was I wrong. 8th grade is full of waiting. I've been at my school for 11 years, This month is just frustrating! Luckily, there's some "fun" ahead, Including our 8th grade trip. Yea, it sounds kinda lame, but still, It's one whole day...

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They were telling on each other. He is annoying; always talking. I just want peace and quiet! He keeps tapping my desk. She is irritating. I cannot stand her. We do not get along. Why do we have to sit together? She pinched me, so I smacked her hard. My folks say to hit them twice as hard back even at school. It...

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Today’s student is not like we were in the sixties. The child never had the last word back then. The child must always have the last word today. Today’s teacher’s biggest problem is this…. When one student is sassy, other students chime in. This could not have happened in the sixties. In the sixties, in my day, the teacher was god...

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I hear loud clamoring and yelling. It sounds like a rumble in the school hallway. I know it is the older students. The young ones do not dare. YOU’RE FIRED! Someone yells. You’re going to jail! says another voice. Lots of snickering and laughing. Maniacal giggling. It is not this funny. Joy in the hallway because it is Friday. Kindergarteners are on the other...

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