Today is the last day of school in Smalltown. Both kids had great years, but Kid2 had an especially good year. He was in first grade, which is always special in Smalltown: They keep the class sizes small for first grade--there were 16 students in his class. And he loved his teacher--who he and all the other kids called Mrs. O. I just couldn't let this day pass without a poem. After all, I'll never again have a child in the first grade.
Goodbye to First Grade
Mrs. O! Oh, Mrs. O,
we’re so sad we have to go.
This year’s been great,
so number one.
Our first grade class
was so much fun.
We loved (in this order):
Mrs. O,
One another,
All the snow,
Spring again.
(And mud.)
We fell for (in this order):
Star Wars and
Pokemon,
Capture the flag,
And recess.
(Of course.)
We are reading and writing,
subtracting and adding too.
Cutting, drawing,
sticking the glue.
We sang in a concert,
designed paper bag masks,
were nice to each other,
while staying on task.
Please don’t forget us,
we can’t wait to say 'hey,'
when we walk into school,
on our very first day...
of second grade.
Yipes!
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*All the kids say 'yipes!' I have no idea why...we always said yikes. Maybe it's a regional thing?
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Kid2, who is a major homebody, is actually sad on his last day. Wish me luck! I'm a real sucker for last days.
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19 comments:
Cute poem, Kelly.
Hug your sad son for me, will you?
I love that they fell for things in a specific order. And it's so cute that first and second graders are very good with being kind to each other. It's sad when that's lost as a classroom goal. It's a darling poem, and Kid2 is so cute -- I cried at the end of first AND second grade. (However, I cried going TO third and fourth grade, so cherish the tears of parting while you can.)
I taught first grade for 9 years and this is just how it is at the end of the year... sigh. So SWEET. And you are right, even when there are more kids and more years of first grade - each one feels totally unique and like you'll never have such wonder again. Hugs all around I say.
What a sweet poem. And wow - last day of school! We have several more weeks.
Kelly, I will, I will (if he'll let me!)
Tadmack: I know this period is shortlived. This class was truly special--I'd get a hug from some random kid whenever I walked into the classroom. It was a joyous place. (And, yes, there was a specific order for sure in the things they loved. I cleared that up with Kid2 before writing this!)
Cloudscome: First grade is wonderful. They just take off!
Chris: Well, we'll be back in place 8/21--relatively early--and there are very few holidays throughout the school year--so out early! Kids can enjoy June :)
Great poem, Kelly! It's my son's last day of first grade, too, and he told me he was a little nervous because he didn't want to grow up too fast!
Have fun!
Aww. So many good things. And hee! I see they loved "all the snow," while you didn't. :)
My son's teacher looped with her class from first to second, and it was the best thing ever.
What a lovely poem -- you've completely captured that bittersweet end-of-the-year feeling...
I love when you share your original poetry. I wish you -- and kid#2 -- much luck today!
Jules
Oh, how SWEET. I loved watching all my kids go off to kindergarten - only one of them did grade 1 (now we homeschool), but I remember that bittersweet feeling of watching them walking away, all excited and full of themselves.
Lovely!
Today was our son's last day in 6th grade. He's leaving the only school he's ever known to venture on to middle school.
Mom and dad are wistful. He's ecstatic.
All the best,
Jon Bard
Managing Editor, Children's Book Insider
http://write4kids.com/blog
Yesterday was my son's last day of his "rookie season" as a high school physics teacher.....the day before he was finishing 1st grade (or so it seems)
Love the poem.
Jim D
Priceless, Jim! :)
Tricia: I hope your son's day was good. Kids were crying out of E's class: E held it together like the uptight little guy he is :( Makes me sad sometimes.
Sara: I wish...this was a knockout class this year. They became so close.
Jenny, Jules, and Sheila: Thanks!!
Jon: Good luck with Middle School! That's a transition :)
Awwww, Jim. That's what I'm afraid of! Congrats to your son. First year of teaching is HARD.
Great poem!
Thanks for the reminder that besides the group experience of the Last Day Of School, each child (and family) will be experiencing it in a unique way as well.
Very nice and sweet poem. You have included both sadness of leaving the grade and happiness of moving ahead.. Your way of expressing is very good..
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