May is a difficult month for most teachers. The STAAR testing is over, some kids are ready for High School, and they are so done that they throw rules out of the nearest window. This is the time teachers are ready for a break. This is for them… (wrote it after a rough day)
Oh my darling I watch you slide
when you could have walked
you choose to glide.
You crawl into the class and you roll
then you flip.
And in to your seat
with a clamor you slip.
You butt is restless, you move
I cannot keep you quite
I cannot, no way!!!!!
You flip bottles, you talk
without any warning, out of the class
You enter again,
for the thousandth time doing the dab.
I am at my wit’s end
I feel like a mouse in a lab!!!
That fidget spinner you spin,
wants me to come at you chargin’.
Grab that contraption from your hand
and have it forever banned.
Halfway into the class
the glue stick you toss,
with a small amount luck
you make sure that to the ceiling its gets stuck.
Where is Mark, Wendy, Juan,
where is Bradley, Megan?
They hide in the cabinets,
because they think they can.
What happened to the rules made during fall?
What happened to those boys and girls,
what happened to them all?
Spring break morphed them beyond recognition
They no longer want to work on their
metaphor, simile, subtraction or addition.
All they want to fool around and act silly
They think they can get away with it, they do really!!!
With the passing months I have grown fond of you all
Your quirks, your smile, even your classroom crawl.
I know in a strange way the craziness I will miss
But for peace and silence now I wish
Thankfully summer is round the corner, it’s near
Unfortunately it will not last long, that is a fear!!!!