School

School

I’m sitting here in class

Don’t really know how much time has passed

Watching some crap on TV

Economics class. . . Please, someone kill me

Only 2nd block

No point looking at the clock

There talking about liberty

Been in high school for 4 years. . . What the fuck is liberty?

20 more minutes till the bell rings and I gotta stand up

Same thing every day. . . This is so fucked up

Oh look its Thomas Edison, he discovered electricity

In this moment, he’s the cause of my misery

School makes me live in my own little box of hate

I’d much rather stay at home and masturbate

Oh shit, teacher saw what I just wrote

Looks like she isn’t gonna take it as just a joke

She’s says that’s real funny Andrew, but the fun and games are over,

And now you got yourself some extra homework

-sigh- only 12 minutes left

 

3rd block won’t be any better I bet

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Just messing around in class 2010

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High School Graduate

I became a High School Graduate twenty years ago today. My diploma has today's date on it but I didn't actually receive it until two weeks later on July the 5th. I dropped out of High School in 1986 but years later, I took a High School correspondence course through the mail with ICS (International Correspondence Schools). A few people thought that what I received was a GED. It's not a GED. It's a regular High School diploma.

 

While I took the correspondence course, I never once failed. That made me proud. The lowest grade that I received was an 80. ICS put out an Honor Roll a few times each year. Because my grades were so good, my name appeared on the Honor Roll at least four times.

 

I began taking the correspondence course in April of 1993 and I graduated twenty-six months later. When I began, I remember that I was in a hurry to study Science. Luckily, Science was the second subject that ICS required its students to study. Studying and getting passing grades at this school was no easy task but I did succeed.

 

When I dropped out of High School nearly thirty years ago, it was a mistake. But when I dropped out, I promised myself that I would one day graduate. I'm happy and very proud that I kept that promise. If you are in High School, don't make the same mistake that I made. Don't drop out.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a true story.

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Education

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So very grateful of education

For the staff’s hard work and dedication

 

How thankful we will be

Ready for the future intelligently

 

Though there are limits

For our power and permits

 

The overload on our shoulder

Makes us aggressive and bolder

 

The pressure of work that we bear

Are substantial to our boundary wear

 

How much great expectations you hold

That’s the reason we sold our souls

 

When we do simple mistake it’s considered a crime

How much you want us to know in 2 weeks time

 

Stress, depression, panic, and anxiety

Are all the effects of this kind of society

 

The burden we carry

Is hurtful and heavy

 

We want to be enlightened

Not exhausted and frightened

 

We want to know and learn

 

But there is a line for our concern

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Manhattan Kindergarten

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He had been a high ranking officer in a previous life.
When he was reborn during the 40's, his parents
sent him to a Manhattan kindergarten, where at the
age of 5, he led his classmates out the open window
of the schoolroom, down the fireescape, down the
sidewalk to the light, and across the street to
Central Park . The school administrator asked his parents
to find him another school.

 

(per his sister JMF)

 

-saiom shriver-

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CHRISTINA AND PLACES.

Christina was with friends
schoolgirls like her
and she saw me

 

coming across
the sports field
she left them

 

and met me
and I heard them
cackle like hens

 

I’d turned down
Reynard's game
of football

 

to be there
what's tickling
their fancy?

 

I asked
nodding
towards the girls

 

on the field
O you know
what girls are like

 

any juicy bit
of gossip
to bite on

 

what gossip is that?
about the gym
and us the other day

 

she said
and that prefect
turfing us out

 

O that
I said
looking at her eyes

 

seeing worlds there
I wish I was in your year
she said

 

then I
would be leaving school
this year

 

instead of next
shouldn't wish
your life away

 

or before you know it
you'll be an old lady
with grey hair

 

and wrinkles
God forbid
she said smiling

 

we walked up
the field together
she talked

 

of her parent's rowing
and her mother's moods
and how her big brother

 

had  done things
but then she broke off
and talked

 

of the girl in her class
who thought
she was dying

 

because she had
started to bleed
during P.E

 

we got to fence
which separated
the field from the road

 

where cars and lorries
were going by
she looked back

 

at the field
we don't get
enough time together

 

she said
you being
in a village

 

miles away
and I living
in this boring town

 

at least we do
see each other
I said

 

not enough
of each other though
she said

 

her lips stopped
and parted slightly
I gazed at her

 

for a few moments
taking in her eyes
and lips

 

that kiss
in the gym
she said

 

that could have
led somewhere
could it?

 

I said
yes it may
she said

 

BENNY
someone called my name
across the field

 

who the heck is that?
she said
my mate Reynard

 

I said
what's he want?
football game I expect

 

you're not going
to play football
are you?

 

she said
I waved away Rolland
indicating I wasn't playing

 

and he ran off
with other boys
towards the goals

 

on the other end
of the field
she looked at the boys

 

kicking a ball around
never understand boys
she said

 

what do they see
in kicking a ball about?
never mind them

 

I said
we have limited
time together

 

she nodded
and she looked back
at the field seeing

 

who was nearby
and who was who
then she came

 

close to me
and kissed me
her lips warm

 

and wet
skin on skin
tongues touched

 

a fire like sense
raced along
my nerves

 

I closed my eyes
and so did she
and we were

 

in places
and positions
in our minds

 

where
we wanted
to be.

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AFTER BIOLOGY IN 1962.

Reynard and I
held back
after biology
while the other kids

 

had gone
and we walked up
the corridor
I could have scored that goal

 

lunchtime
if Goldfinch
hadn't got
in my way

 

he's always
where you don't
want him to be
Reynard said

 

I saw Jeanette
walking ahead of us
with her blonde friend Angela
Jeanette had class

 

I thought
her friend
was a short
mouthy girl

 

but Jeanette
was quite reserved
and looked at you
as if you had stepped

 

in her sunshine
but I liked her
and that quick kiss
I snatched the other day

 

still felt stuck

on my lips
Angela had short tight
blonde curls

 

Jeanette had long
dark hair reaching
her shoulders
I gazed

 

at her thin figure
her arms by her side
the satchel
over her shoulder

 

Reynard was still talking
about the football lunchtime
I was looking
at Jeanette’s sway

 

of hips almost unseen
yet visible
to the trained eye
the way her legs

 

came down
to her well heeled shoes
the white ankle socks
think we ought

 

to try get Frazer
on our side
he'd be great in goal
better than Dunton

 

the prat
he couldn't save a goal
if the ball
was as big as he was

 

Reynard said
yes we must get Frazer
I said
wondering how I’d get

 

that kiss
that Jeanette promised
the lips tempting
and her cheek

 

just visible
the place my lips
touched
the other day

 

and the kiss
just stayed there
and wouldn't
go away.

 

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BLOWN KISS.

Benedict
Christina called
as I got off
the school bus

 

I went over
to her
standing by
the wire fence

 

surrounding
the girls' playground
she took my arm
and walked me

 

along the fence
out of earshot
of others
I dreamed

 

of you last night
she said
did you now
I said

 

watching a prefect
looking over
what was I up to?
that would be telling

 

she said
that's the point
I said
some girls

 

were playing skip rope
singing a rhyming song
she looked at me
with her brown eyes

 

you kissed me
she said
is that all?
I said

 

the prefect  was walking
over towards us
his lanky frame
moving

 

at a steady pace
it was a long kiss
she said
how long?

 

I asked
I didn't time it
she said
but it was good

 

made me feel
all unnecessary
as I heard
my cousin say

 

when she stayed
with us
what are you two
up to?

 

the prefect asked
you
he said to me
should be making

 

your way
to the boys' playground
not here
chatting up girls

 

Christina
looked at him
then at me
she dreamed of me

 

last night
I said
she was just
telling me

 

I bet no one
dreams of you
I added
looking at

 

the lanky prat
do you want to go
to the headmaster?
he said

 

giving me
the stern eye
Christina
was looking at me

 

her eyes like
melted chocolate
got to go
I said to her

 

see you lunch time
at recess
on the field
I walked off

 

the prefect stared
after me
Christina stood
with her hands

 

in front of her
her thumbs playing
with each other
I turned before

 

I went out of sight
and blew
her a kiss
which she pretended

 

to catch and put in
her school skirt pocket
the prefect scowled at her
as she walked away

 

patting my blown kiss
next to her thigh
easing out
a school girl sigh.

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SOME WHEN.

Jeanette looked
back at me in class
I was at the back
with Reynard

 

focusing
on the history lesson
as best we could
the text books open

 

before us
some colour picture
of a cave man
with a spear

 

and dressed in fur
and some cave girl
standing beside
looking butt ugly

 

Reynard said
in whispered breath
Jeanette’s eyes
were focused on me

 

dark looking
her hair long
and dark
thin hands

 

and frame
she looked away again
her narrow shoulders
full to view

 

the teacher
was chalking words
upon the board
sentence

 

after sentence
in a measured script
I thought about
the quick peck

 

on Jeanette's cheek
at lunch recess
just so
quick in and out

 

before she had time
to say or breathe
or feel the affects
to make her swoon

 

or sick or both
I scribbled
on the exercise page  
in untidy scrawl

 

Reynard muttering
comments
about the cave girl's tits
about hair

 

under her arms
but I was focused
on Jeanette’s line
of curve

 

the way her
narrow waist
went in and out
so narrow

 

I’d get my arms
all about
dark hair
on her shoulders

 

smooth
well brushed
or combed
the head

 

at an angle
as if to scrutinize
the writing
on the board

 

take in the words
and sense
and write it down
in her (I imagined

 

far finer hand
than mine
going by the smooth
movement

 

of her fingers and pen)
maybe I could
kiss her again
I thought

 

some place
some when.

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Dear school

Dear school i hate you very much.

I wish you destroy and crush.

I hate you really bad.

You make me really mad.

Dear school please burn down.

And make me feel safe and sound.

I wake up everyday.

And wish that you'll just go away.

Dear school why dont you just drop dead.

Your makeing me go crazy in my head.

Dear school just please die.

You make me wanna cry.

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