I really enjoyed hanging out with some of the teachers. This one chemistry teacher, she liked hanging out. I liked making explosives. We would stay after school and blow things up.
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Vicious Streak
What am I gonna do
I feel like Im on fire
If you only knew
That youre the object of desire
I keep hanging on, keep hanging on
And I swear by God that youre the only one
I keep hanging on, keep hanging on
And I swear by God that it wont be long
My aim is true
My vision is clear
My thoughts are crude
Whenever youre near
I keep hanging on, keep hanging on
And I swear by God that youre the only one
I keep hanging on, keep hanging on
And I swear by God that it wont be long
I keep hanging on
Youve got a vicious streak
For someone so young
Youre like solar flair
In the rising sun
I keep hanging on
I keep hanging on
I keep hanging on
I keep hanging on
song performed by by New Order
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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School Is Out
School is out
No more getting up early
Just having fun
No more annoy teachers and homework
Summer is here
School is out
Come on and scream with me
I just want to chill out and relax
After long year of school and hardwork
Summer is here
School is out
I can do what ever I want
Staying up late, having party/sleepover
I can be crazy and loud if I want and noone can stop me
Summer is here
School is out
No more lectures from teachers
No more rules or detetion
Hanging with my friends
Going to beach and having all fun I can
Summer is here
School is out
Wohooo, yea
All I want to do is scream and dance
No more never end work and annoy people
It's all about fun in the sun
Summer is here
School is out
No more getting up early
Just having fun
No more annoy teachers and homework
Summer is here
School is out
poem by Christina Phan
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Teacher Says, Teacher Goes
Teacher says,
teacher goes,
teacher smiles,
teacher knows,
what you have done,
was clearly a mistake,
maybe it is,
time for a break.
Teacher says,
teacher goes,
teacher smiles,
teacher knows,
that you have been naughty.
That you have been quite foughty.
That you are being rude,
don't call teacher a dude.
Teacher says,
teacher goes,
teacher smilies,
teacher know,
that you were making faces,
behind teachers back,
that you were throwing spitballs,
at the teacher's pet.
Teacher says,
teacher goes,
teacher smiles,
teacher knows.
So enough is said,
so now you know,
that whatever you do.....
Teacher says,
Teacher goes,
Teacher smilies,
Teacher knows
poem by Jasmine Aira
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Teacher’s Day
Obey your teachers, everyone;
Respect your teachers, everyone;
Remember your teachers, everyone.
Heed to what they teach in class.
Like/ love your teachers, if superb;
Emulate your teachers exemplary;
Reward them for their excellence;
Be humble to them all through your life;
Thank your teachers for good things done;
Forgive your teachers, if they’ve wronged;
Pray to God to bless their lives on earth always.
Never mock;
Never hate;
Never anger;
Never belittle;
Never ridicule;
Never humiliate:
Your teachers anytime.
Be proud of all your teachers
Of your school and college;
Help them if they should ask;
Assist them in each task;
A teacher is a gift from God;
Thank God for your part!
poem by John Celes
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Teachers Pet
My formal education
Never bothered
With my abcs
Teacher student relation
Taught me all about
The birds and bees
School boy fantasy
Lose control
Of all my faculties
You know that one thing
That got through to me
Was her body chemistry
Subject to body language
Aint so bad to read
Between the lines
I scored above average
Oral examination
Is where I shine
School boy fantasy
Lose control
Of all my faculties
Student body graduated
At the highest degree
You know that one thing
That got through to me
Was her body chemistry
Purely scientifically
Studied her anatomy
Teachers pet, teachers pet
God only knows what you
Do to me
song performed by by Extreme
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English Class
English Class
Is supposed to be fun.
But when teachers make you
Listen to them while they talk about
Nothing
You don't really pay attention.
You drift off instead,
Floating around in your head,
Thinking about things that don't make sense
And about sense that don't make things.
You doodle on a page,
Or stare at the walls,
Or read under your desk,
Or stare at the teacher
And wonder how she managed to qualify
To be a teacher when she doesn't even use
Grammar.
I think it's stupid
To waste an hour of my day
Sitting doing nothing.
It's pointless to sit here
When I could do something
More.
I could:
Volunteer,
Or be in Drama class,
Or could be making a movie,
Or helping my mom,
Or hanging out with my friends,
Or helping my brother and sister learn to ski,
Or doing SOMETHING, ANYTHING ELSE.
This class isn't doing
Anything.
I can feel my love for English
Dissapearing.
It's sad that one teacher
Can ruin an
Art form.
poem by Kelsey Tennant
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Surprise in Japan - Our teachers wash our toilets
after the lessons
our japanese teacher washes
the toilets we use
I was rather surprised when our japanese teacher in the school we went to in Ichikawa told us teachers take turn to wash the school toilets.
I suppose the school wanted to cut cost and the teachers did not mind since they loved teaching and the school.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Teacher’s Day 2011
Relive those moments when you’re just a kid!
Your mother was your first teacher and dad;
School-teachers did their role beyond compare;
And college-teachers did their part quite fair!
And ‘Teachers’ Day’ has come again this year;
Remember all your teachers very dear;
Contact them in some way and render ‘thanks’;
Teachers are earthly angels in high ranks!
Think of some way of expressing your love;
Gift them something to tell them they were great;
Enquire just asking about their health;
Our teachers are our nation’s pride and wealth!
‘Happy Teacher’s Day! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-09-11
poem by John Celes
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Stay
If thou can wait then thou shall stay Baby I want for nothing Just your tender sweet loving I know you got your things to do But tell me what means more to you hanging out with me or with your boys Sometimes I do get lonely But no you and no one to hold me You want so much to lay me down Is that what keeps you hanging 'round? Is that the only way to win your heart? But if I loved you a little bit longer If our love was a little bit stronger Would you stay stay Baby please stay If I granted all of your wishes Gave you more than touches and kisses Would you stay stay I need you to stay I'll be be yours forever But can we keep us together? I know the time is drawing near I promised you
song performed by by Destiny's Child from The Writing's On The Wall
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Football Stole my Man: A Song
Woke to the alarm clock a screaming
Pulling my away from all of my dreaming
the morning sun is hazy and grey, telling me it’s
Time to start my day: everyday seems just the same
And his mind is on that damn ole game
Sunday comes and he is hanging with the boys
They are out in the back jumping around and making all that noise
I just sit back and try to understand
How football came and stole away my man
His mind is drifting away again
I feel like I lost my best friend
I could back up and go away
A tired lady with three kids in tow
~laugh~ but no I know I will stay
Sunday comes and he is hanging with the boys
They are out in the back jumping around and making all that noise
I just sit back and try to understand
How football came and stole away my man
Saturday night and I put my make-up on and do my hair up pretty
Get all dressed up and take him to the city
And try to rekindle that old flame
Try to get back to where we began
When there was no football, just me and my man
but
Sunday comes and he is hanging with the boys
They are out in the back jumping around and making all that noise
I just sit back and try to understand
How football came and stole away my man
One more Sunday and we are hanging with the boys
Jumping around and making all that damn noise
Now that I am a fan
It is just football me and my man
© JPM 1/25/09
The Perfect school
THE PERFECT SCHOOL
A place where a student worships his teacher as a god,
The heads of the children before their teacher nod.
The place is the school where teachers give education,
It’s a school where there is afforestation.
A school that has all the beauties,
Is a perfect school whose students have all the qualities.
A school whose students will become president and magic vista,
A school whose students will become Rabindranath Tagore and Mother Teresa.
The Perfect School is a school whose trees will always be uploaded with fruits of joy, success and happiness,
A school whose students will never have a future of darkness.
That school will conquer the world,
In that school, music will be sung by birds.
CONTRIBUTED BY:
Gautam Kumar Sharma
poem by Gautam Sharma
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My Sweet School
School is where one learns,
Kowledge is what one earns,
Teachers, friends are a part of school,
Without them, a school, isnt a school,
A teacher's duty is to teach,
And a student's duty is to breach,
When parents get the complain,
The teacher's trust then, gets hard to retain,
Oh! It's recess,
But to her heart there is no access,
Boy tries to impress girl,
But oh! She's a knurl,
Recess is over and class has resumed,
Next exam, God! I am doomed,
I know I won't pass,
Coz I know Im a bass,
Walking back home in the evening,
It feels like my stress is lessening,
Im happy to be home,
Coz there is every place to roam,
Back to school, early in the morning,
I see it is snowing,
I'm back to a place of learning,
Knowlegde is what Im earning,
School is a source of knowlegde,
The best part in my life is being at this stage,
It includes everything,
And it lacks nothing,
Teachers, friends are a part of a school,
Without which a school isn't a school..............
poem by Sherbanu Molu
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Redirected Rage At Students Unblessed-Thank God, I'm No Longer Possessed.
Redirected rage tossed aside it's predestined path...
Can't blame 'nother problem by school and math.
In high school i was at a stand still in summer school math
and American history...
Never got an a or even a dee.
T'was just an eff just due to me.
I did not want ta become a rocket scientist or teacher of years
in time...
What law had i broken? -What caught was my crime?
Art and English were just my best subjects...
That fact was clear to my teachers, no lie or not even a false pretext or subtext.
As a teenager i was hard to control...
The grade school hall monitor was always out on Mike Gale patrol.
Fights were attracted to me as like a mighty over powering magnet...
That should seem to all readers of this bad fact that is solomnly
tragic.
I just don't know how my teachers put up with me...
The school board had unanomously had voted for a teachers pay increase for observence of yours truly.
Overtime was their only way...
That's how teachers who broke school rules were forced to pay.
I'm just glad to this day that i've matured and changed...
Thank God Almighty-I'm no longer deranged.
poem by Michael Gale
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A teacher who is just right
Have you had a teacher
That makes your heart glow
A teacher is wonderful
A teacher whom you feel honored to have
A teacher who you can laugh or cry with
A teacher whom you can love no matter what they do
A teacher who looks up to you when you don't know
A teacher who just seems to understand you
A teacher who you think about day and night
A teacher whom you pray for as you go to bed
A teacher who is there when need them to
Thoughts of them are always in your head
A teacher who shares with you there ups and downs
A teacher who is there for you in school
A teacher who you share all your smiles with replacing al your frowns
poem by Rosa Tenezaca
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Night People
(alan toussaint)
Night people, hanging out
Looking at each other waiting for something to happen
Night people, hanging out
Looking at each other
Waiting for soemthing to happen
While the day world is sleeping
Night people are creeping, hanging out
Looking at each other
When the day world stops moving
Night people start grooving, hanging out
Looking at each other
When the day bees stop buzzing
Night people start coming, hanging out
Waiting for something to happen
Night people , hanging out
Looking at each other
Waiting for something to happen
You dont get one thing
Without the other
We got to keep the world alive
If everybody went to sleep
At the same time,
Howd we keep the world alive
In a word we got the night people,
Night people, hanging out
Looking at each other
Waiting for something to happen
Got to see who is with you
Who is with me, who is with who, were hanging out
Looking at each other
Got to see whatcha wearing, whatcha got
Whatcha sharing , hanging out
Waiting for something to happen
As the day world goes by
Night people doing fine, hanging out
Looking at each other
When the day world starts humping
Night people start pumping, hanging out
Waiting for something to happen
Night people hanging out
Looking at each other
Waiting for soemthing to happen
Night people, hanging out
Looking at each other
Waiting for something to happen
Night people grooving , hanging out
Night people grooving
Night people grooving
Night people grooving
Night people grooving
Night people grooving
song performed by by Robert Palmer
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School failed me, and I failed the school. It bored me. The teachers behaved like Feldwebel (sergeants). I wanted to learn what I wanted to know, but they wanted me to learn for the exam. What I hated most was the competitive system there, and especially sports. Because of this, I wasn't worth anything, and several times they suggested I leave. This was a catholic school in Munich.I felt that my thirst for knowledge was being strangled by my teachers; grades were their only measurement. How can a teacher understand youth with such a system? From the age of 12 I began to suspect authority and distrust teachers.
quote by Albert Einstein
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One Of You
Breathe in the water
Drown in the sky
High, high above her
While I'm flowing through your eyes
Hold me in motion
Still in your sun
Under this ocean
There's a world melt into one
And i'm hanging on to everything i hold dear
And i'm letting go of fear
I'm hanging on to every single one of you
See all the darkness
Blind in the light
Deep in this forest
Tell me leave this in this night
And I'm hanging on,
To everything I hold dear
And I'm letting go of all this fear
I'm hanging on to every single one of you
Go somewhere better
Go to the sea
Walk through the desert
Till your love grows over me
And I'm hanging on
To everything I hold dear
And I'm letting go of all my fear
I'm hanging on to every single one of you
To every single one of you
To every single one of you
Every single one of you
song performed by by Vertical Horizon
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School
Education!
Ronnie, bobby, ricky, and mike, and ralph!
S c h o o l, you got to go to school and beat that bell.
E-mail, what goes here? ________and ring, ding, dong.
We e-mail, what goes here? __________ rap about this song.
Monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, the weekends here!
Well listen.
When I was very young I used to sit around the house watching oil can harry battle mighty mouse
Until my mother said, son, thats not the way to be. youve got to go to school and learn your abcs.
I said, is that it, mom?
She said, thats not even half. youve got to go to school, you got to learn some math.
You got to learn you to count- 1, 2, 3- and then get freshed up on the history.
My first day of school Ill never forget. my teacher said, recite the alphabet.
I said, a e m e l r, and, as you can see, I didnt get very far.
The teacher said, son, theres nothing to it. before the days over, youll learn how to do it.
And not only that, youll learn how to read, and thats one thing in life youll always need.
Well, schools not all work. theres fun things to do like gym, lunch, and recess, too.
Kindergarten was easy. it was mostly play. what I was worried about was elementary.
S c h o o l, you got to go to school and beat that bell.
_______________ and ring, ding, dong.
We ______________ rap about this song. (2)
Ha! now something got wrong. I took another turn.
I didnt want to study, didnt even want to learn.
Didnt want to go to class. I was always late because school became something that I started to hate.
Started hanging with my boys; didnt mean no harm. we was going around the school pulling fire alarms.
I was a chilly homeboy, yes, I was down because I came to school just to mess around.
I started hanging in the halls, writing on the walls, until I got started playing basketball.
But I didnt have a job so I couldnt get paid and I couldnt play ball because of my grades.
But I still used to practice each and every day in case the coach decided to let me play.
But it didnt work out the way I planned, so I ran to a man who said he can understand the troubles I was going through.
He said, son its all about going to school.
So I e-mail, what goes here? ________ and now Im moving up to the big leagues: high school.
S c h o o l, you got to go to school and beat that bell.
__________________ and ring, ding, dong.
We got a ________________ about this song. (2)
Ronnie, bobby, ricky, and mike, and ralph!
Monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, the weekends here!
E-mail, what goes here? ____________
Im feeling cool cause I was going on to something they call high school.
And I feel important, cause things arent the same, wondering why nobody knows my name.
That became something that I started to miss, and now that Im here it feels like a big dis.
But, anyway, I had to leave. I had something to achieve.
It was singing- yeah- thats what I wanted to do, so I got a tutor, because Im no fool.
Dropping out of school is quite absurd, and its something new edition just spread the word.
Stay in school!
S c h o o l, you got to go to school and beat that bell.......
Ronnie, bobby, ricky, and mike, and ralph.....
(repeat and fade....)
song performed by by New Edition
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A Warm Welcome to Teachers Today
Gone are the days of Guru-shishya!
Teachers of mettle are on the wane
Most things seem changed in today’s world
Ethics is on a downward trend
Students feel they can learn themselves
The Internet gives a false confidence
But none can be blamed for how things are
Virtues are declining fast!
Yet, teaching is a noble art!
Good teachers are a country’s wealth
Teachers must put their heart, mind, soul
Into teaching – their professional goal!
A teacher must be role-model
A teacher must be exemplary
A teacher must be knowledgeable
A teacher must be dedicated
Let’s change the world of teaching then
Let’s share with love, selflessly ken
Let’s make better all our children
Let’s make the student’s life, heaven!
Let noble thoughts fill teacher’s heart
Let perseverance rule the craft
Let craft become to all an art
Let love of teaching make head-start!
poem by John Celes
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(Africa poems) Gloom is what they confuse with true teaching
Old teacher!
You said...
If you're going to be
A street sweeper
Have the decency to be
The Oscar winning street sweeper!
Old teacher!
You said...
If you're going to be a mother
Make sure you mother them
To be responsible patriotic Africans!
Old teacher!
You said...
If you're going to be teachers
And doctors and lawyers
If you're going to represent Africa
In the sports arenas and the world forums
Do so with pride and dignity and brilliance!
Old teacher!
You said....
Be not like the plastic teachers
You see whose lessons lack the verve
And the soul and the love
Gloom is what they confuse with
The noble art of teaching
Don't be like them and
Their easy to forget lessons
That are without depth
And it reflects in the backlash of their pupils
Ad they loath their weak teachers
They don't respect them because
They are false teachers
poem by Ngaka Motaung
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