My Classmates #2
my classmates are funny but sometimes annoying
my classmates are fun but sometimes boring
my classmates are nice but sometimes mean
my classmates are normal but sometimes weird
my classmates are loud but sometimes quiet
my classmates are special in their own way
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Classmates
The hall soars in silence
Even the wall stares at me
My colleagues looking all excited
As they expect to hear a poem from me
But frankly my head is clouded
I am trying to talk
But yet remain mute
As the light position on me
Suddenly, a vibrant me voiced out
And here is what I have for you
My dear classmates…
We've been through thick and thin
Crossed a lot of hurdles
Many gave up on the struggle
Some left in the battlefield
But high we held our courage
In the fight for knowledge
It's been a long race
This began with a slow pace
Used to be just me on my page
Suddenly, a bunch of group eloped
And they are called CLASSMATES…
Together we verge for victory
From the hands of destiny
Though we had tight schedules
Still created time for each other
Stared a lot of challenges together
With our bond getting stronger after each lecture
Now I can't imagine a future without them
Wonder why we meet to depart someday…
Atimes, I wish it will continue without GRADUATION
Now beginning to understand the reason
Behind the lustrous jubilation
When classmates cross path
Your memories will remain nurtured
In the most sacred part of my aching heart
As I wish you all
A life full of MERRIMENT…
poem by Rabo Sanusi
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Reunion: A Letter To Classmates.....[Personal; High School Friends]
Reunions are cool.....though maybe not so much in the summer.
That this year I'll miss my first one ever is a bit of a bummer.
It's at least interesting to see you all.....even you aging macho guys,
and to give or get answers to all the 'who? 'S, 'what? 'S, and 'why? 'S.
I've seen classmates since last reunion.....at least a dozen,
including a 'no-show' Genevan, .....Connie, my dear my cousin. Visiting Kit (and wife) in Rocky Mountains, for me, was a treat.
In Ohio, John fixed my wife and me, at his home, something yummy to eat.
We've had two meals at Bob & Martha's in their hilltop home (quite high) ,
and dinner out in Bangkok with Karl and wife; Urai speaks both English and Thai.
At last reunion I was retired, living back in our hometown;
now my life has changed (again) .....since then a lot has 'gone down'.
I learned to use internet which helped me find my new mate.
I got my first cellphone; with 'tech things' I'm quite late.
I've settled in wife's San Carlos home, not far from S.F. Bay and ocean.
My child's become a doctor, and gotten her medical career in motion.
I don't do Facebook or Twitter but I did join Classmates.com,
on which I put my long 'story'; in size it is a bomb.
I hope my absence won't wreck reunion for anyone this year.
One or two, in my absence, might even, to reunion, more readily steer!
Therefore I plan to send this, if I can, to my classmates' email,
but in five year's time I do plan to attend; I hope my plan doesn't fail.
Of course that's assuming there is one, and I'm still 'around',
and enough reunion committee members are in a few years found.
To all of you I send my greetings and my sincere best wishes.
I'm sorry I won't be there to help, with all the dirty dishes.
And 'thank you' to Sandy and all other reunion workers, present and past.
Good health to all my high school classmates as middle age creeps up fast!
☮
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No, no, I was only funny on stage, really. I, I, think I was funny as a person toward my classmates when I was very young. You know, when I was a child, up to about the age of 12.
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I was somewhat out of place among my classmates; I could not be as bohemian as they were.
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My classmates would copulate with anything that moved, but I never saw any reason to limit myself.
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Pledge No Longer
after watching films like "The Killing Fields, "
"Apocalypse Now, " "Full Metal Jacket" &
beginning to think long and hard about what
his country had really been doing in Vietnam, Cambodia & Laos,
this high school senior refuses in early morning
home room
to stand up & say
The Pledge of Allegiance
to the flag hanging from the corner of the wall,
where all his classmates, holding their hands over their hearts
mutter along the words that they have repeated
day in & day out,
since they can remember-
his homeroom teacher takes him aside when the rest sit down &
he is told that he needs to say the pledge just like the rest of the kids,
but he sits there staring up at the teacher with
fierce eyes that the teacher sees other classmates already being inspired by at that very moment,
and he utters simply,
"i'm not pledging any longer."
poem by Andrew Delapruch
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I loved school so much that most of my classmates considered me a dork.
quote by Natalie Portman
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A child's learning is a function more of the characteristics of his classmates than those of the teacher.
quote by James S. Coleman
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Middle age is when your old classmates are so grey and wrinkled and bald they don't recognize you.
quote by Bennett Cerf
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My egotistical concern was less that I would fail to relate to my classmates than that they would know nothing of my uniquely tortured life's course and, thus, me.
quote by John Thorn
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I was raised in Hollywood and knew, from as early as grammar school, classmates who were in the business.
quote by Mike Farrell
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i ask the old man
of our neighborhood
sitting on a chair
in his yard
just in front
our house
as i water
the plants
in my garden,
his answer
is simple enough
'well, i like to die
because my friends
and classmates
are all gone, and
what use will this
life be? '
i agree.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What Would You Like To Be When You Are Old?
i ask the old man
of our neighborhood
sitting on a chair
in his yard
just in front
our house
as i water
the plants
in my garden,
his answer
is simple enough
'well, i like to die
because my friends
and classmates
are all gone, and
what use will this
life be? '
i agree.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Classmates
my classmates/friends are different.see how.
Kevin is super funny and fun and also silly and cool is in percussion
Kelvin is funny and he writes songs but he doesn't want anyone to know
Jasmine E. is fun and cool.plays the clarinet
Jasmine H. is also a poet and fun and nice :) plays the flute (me too)
Justin is annoying, a drama queen (king) and he thinks he is the boss of everyone (not really my friend) plays the saxophone (but SOMETIMES nice)
Brando is funny, clownish, funny, fun, and silly.plays the trumpet
Josiah is super silly and funny (in a nice way) and silly. plays the trumpet
Steven is silly and plays the saxophone
Diareliz is fun funny (used to be in band but not anymore)
Christian is smart like Daniel and does not talk much
Marquis is silly and always falling down
Kim is smart and silly and speaks 3 languages including these: Vietnamese and English and gibberish
Aarin is funny and a good friend
DANIEL IS smart and funny
Courteney is fashionable and a safety patrol
Eric is funny and hilarious
Rosemary is fun and plays with your hair
William is well i don't know how to describe him
Kayden is funny and sometimes annoying
Linquell is super funny
see how my friends are different.they are different, different in a good way.
how about yours?
poem by Adriana Salomon
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about the poem of the man who prays that God takes him
well there was this man
who sits by the door and sees
the passing of the people that
he knew, some peers, some
classmates, and close friends
the funeral line passes and he
feels that he is the one missing.
someone suggests that he better
commit suicide. I am shocked.
For i know he won't do it
Lest he goes to hell.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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With my academic achievement in high school I was accepted rather readily at Princeton and equally as fast at Yale, but my test scores were not comparable to that of my classmates. And that's been shown by statistics, there are reasons for that - there are cultural biases built into testing, and that was one of the motivations for the concept of affirmative action to try to balance out those effects.
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On A Path One Makes And Takes To Pioneer
A willingness to grow,
Is being able to let go.
And go through those feelings,
Of homesickness...
Alone.
As if to graduate,
With the leaving of classmates...
Behind.
To journey on a mission,
That clarifies one's ambition.
And many unable to condone this feeling,
Will never come to appreciate the making...
Of one's footsteps,
Placed...
In fresh falling snow.
With a doing of it done.
And no one else there knows,
Or witnesses this event...
On a path one makes,
And takes to pioneer with faith as one's only guide.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In fact, if they didn't let me commute, I would not have taken the role because I wanted to graduate high school with my classmates. I remember my agent's jaw dropping when I told him if I couldn't commute I didn't want the role.
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Silly; Human Nature; Scary? ; Long: Mary's Pet
Mary was a little weird, a fact you'll soon agree.
And if this story sounds familiar, I hope you'll forgive me.
She attended Beavis Elementary, just around the block.
She left for school each school day, by eight a.m. by the clock.
Now one day was 'Bring a Pet to School With You Day'.....;
that could turn out hectic, but NOT tragic most would say.
After all, what could eight-year-olds bring to class that could break ANY rule? ?
(Soon, you'll find you are wrong, my friend. Mary was weird and cruel.)
She could have taken her lamb to school, as in the nursery rhyme.
Her classmates would enjoy it. The thought's almost sublime.
But what instead did Mary take from her home menagerie?
Something cold and sinister that would make even teachers flee!
When Mary got to school that day no one paid her any mind.
(She was weird of course.) That she appeared with no pet was fine.
The day progressed quite nicely with dogs and cats; even one rat.
But Mary fidgeted more than usual in the BACK ROW where she sat.
Now as I said there were lots of cats and dogs (and one guinea pig, some birds) :
that day the poor janitor was kept busy, sweeping up their turds.
Each child was given time in class, to show and talk about their pet,
but a half hour before the recess bell, Mary had not talked or shown one......yet!
When she was the last one left, who'd not stood at the teacher's desk,
the teacher, Mrs. Apple, called her up; she thought Mary was a PEST.
'Mary dear' (that's what Apple SAID, though it was NOT what she thought)
'you are now the last one, my dear, left to show us what you've brought.'
At that, with a smirk on her face, Mary reached for her cute rear;
one especially precocious boy thought 'her ass? ' with hope but also fear.
So Mary reached down the back of her skirt, and SLOWLY she did take....
a two foot long, glistening-black, hooded cobra snake.
The teacher fled; some children did too, but SOME were mesmerized.
They could NOT believe what Mary had brought though they saw it with their eyes.
The 'Day' was NOT as successful as the principal hoped it'd be.
Five classmates died of cobra bites. Three are still in comas. Hee hee.
(Nov.2012)
poem by Bri Edwards
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My Sister The Beast
my sister was a beast this morning
she was so mean and hairy
also she looked like my Anut Carey
my sister the beast went to school
her teahers and classmates said she was an hare with no care
and oh how they stared
my sister the beast came home with no one to hold
she cried and cried her self to sleep
oh she was just so alone
poem by Alexz Johnson
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