My Preschool

I made this poem for my youngest sister, Laurice, who is a contestant for a Poem competition (Division Level) on December 22, 2006.

The theme was: "Preschool education: Start right, grow smart."

My Preschool

I entered school when I was two;
It was because I wanted to go with my sister too.

It wasn’t easy because I was so small;
But I proved them wrong, I beat them all.

At first I was frightened; I was all alone;
But then, I saw little children like me looking so forlorn.

I smiled, and I made friends,
We sat together like we were best friends.

Then our teacher came,
And we were surprised she doesn’t have a cane.

We thought she’s old and ugly and mean;
But it turned out she’s young and pretty and sweet.

At first, we played and played,
And good health to God we prayed.

My teacher proceeded to say,
That there are some things we should obey.

[That there are some rules for you and me,
You’ll see how important they can be.

We should always be honest, kind, and fair,
Always be good, and willing to share.

These are rules that we all should know,
We follow these rules wherever we go.]

From our teacher we learned our ABCs, and how to read and write,
She also teaches us what is wrong and what is right.

She taught us that plant makes food from sunlight,
And she was so proud that we were so bright.

She taught us colors, and there are lots of them
And our favorite rainbow has seven of them!

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet;
I have to memorize them so I don’t forget.

She taught us how to draw and paint,
We also had fun making paper dolls and planes.

She taught us how to add and subtract numbers,
So that we can count our money ‘cause we’re not bummers.

She read us tales and stories;
And we were enchanted by the fairies!

We learned how to act prim and proper;
‘Cause we are little princes and princesses with honor.

[We raise our hands to speak;
We work quietly at our seats.

We use voices soft and sweet;
We keep our places tidy and neat.

We are helpful, friendly, and fair;
We take turns, and willingly share.]

In preschool, we learn and play;
We also think and pray.

We learn how to love and care;
To follow our dreams, we also dare.

Being good is what we learn in school
And we grow up smart in our preschool.


Time duration: approx. 2 minutes.

* Those in brackets are the lines I copied somewhere in the Internet which I couldn’t find now. Please tell me if you happened to know the sources so I can appropriately acknowledge them. The rest are original.