It was a quiet day in class and all of a sudden there was a roar in my class . Now, how could that be ?
For I was sure , there were no lions or tigers in my class,
It's okay I thought , it's their way of having fun ,
But I was wrong for the roar went out of control.
The whole class started to roar and they were giggling alright!!!!!!!!!
Well I asked a few boys to roar in front of the class , a grunt or two made it's way in . It was a pretty fun sight and we had the giggles from the girls ...
It may sound silly at that time but the whole class had fun doing it .
And as for me , that is just a normal day in class , with laughter and tears and I would not trade it for anything less.
Friday, May 22, 2009
MY Shoes Went rippppp.........................
My shoes went rippp;
and all I could think was of the new pair that I would buy;
It may sound familiar to you , but the time has come to get a new pair instead;
That buying bug bit me when I saw an ad in the papers just the other day !
Oh my ! what a shine and a bargain .... I have to have that pair but my old shoes are still okay . Out to the field we went one sunny morning and how we embraced what we saw there ,
For there at the tracks were two goal posts and all the memories came flooding in ... how once upon a time I would run free in the field . Alas , I thought what a sight to behold when I started a short jog as all of my limbs are fully retired ! And jog that I did and I had so much fun ... being free and surrounded by something so familiar to me.
On and on I went , it felt to so good at last . We were there for hours and the heat was beat and on us. Soon it was time to go , I hated to leave my once upon a time cool place , but we had to go .
With my shoes still going strong , I willed myself to send the kids home, up and down I went .... Finally , as I sat down to rest and I saw the most shocking scene . To my horror , my shoes came apart . It was a huge tear . Oh , what would I do !
The sports is this Sunday and I need a pair fairly quick . I said goodbye and a prayer for my torn shoes . It has served me well . It's out of pain now and I threw it in the bin....
..... for now , sitting at the corner of my room is my new pair of sports shoes , I promise to treat it with honor and respect this time.
and all I could think was of the new pair that I would buy;
It may sound familiar to you , but the time has come to get a new pair instead;
That buying bug bit me when I saw an ad in the papers just the other day !
Oh my ! what a shine and a bargain .... I have to have that pair but my old shoes are still okay . Out to the field we went one sunny morning and how we embraced what we saw there ,
For there at the tracks were two goal posts and all the memories came flooding in ... how once upon a time I would run free in the field . Alas , I thought what a sight to behold when I started a short jog as all of my limbs are fully retired ! And jog that I did and I had so much fun ... being free and surrounded by something so familiar to me.
On and on I went , it felt to so good at last . We were there for hours and the heat was beat and on us. Soon it was time to go , I hated to leave my once upon a time cool place , but we had to go .
With my shoes still going strong , I willed myself to send the kids home, up and down I went .... Finally , as I sat down to rest and I saw the most shocking scene . To my horror , my shoes came apart . It was a huge tear . Oh , what would I do !
The sports is this Sunday and I need a pair fairly quick . I said goodbye and a prayer for my torn shoes . It has served me well . It's out of pain now and I threw it in the bin....
..... for now , sitting at the corner of my room is my new pair of sports shoes , I promise to treat it with honor and respect this time.
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