Yesterday we drafted poems about our school. Robbie, Ms. Diane's dog found them very interesting:
The first draft is often messy, as we can see:
Ms. Diane typed them up for us to see today, and we will decide if we want any changes:
DUEBER
SCHOOL, 2021
by Mrs. Grady's class
We love our
school: Fun! Cool! Awesome!
It is
colorful inside – decorations of red and many colors—
and outside,
with its tan bricks and a silver sign: DUEBER SCHOOL.
In the 1800s,
it was big and tall, with dark red bricks.
There are
smells of pizza and Mrs. Grady’s pumpkin air freshener,
Sounds when the Canton firetrucks and police cars go by
And fire drills and Miss Shower speaking announcements.
It’s different
this year:
We wear
masks,
We need to
be six feet apart.
We were 26,
then 13, now there’s 10 of us in the room.
It always
feels warm: no AC…till this year,
And next
year, it won’t be a school but a food place.
We are going
to miss Dueber School.
FROM DUEBER
SCHOOL IN CANTON, OHIO 2021
by Mrs. Jones' class
Our school
is awesome.
On the
outside yellow daffodils grow in the grass
And the tan
brick building’s silver sign says, “DUEBER SCHOOL.”
In the
1800s, it was big, high, red-brown brick
Near Dueber
Hampton Watch Factory.
Time. We
learn time in school.
Our school
smells like food, like chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy.
We like our
school because it has wonderful teachers.
Our teacher,
Mrs. Jones, is the best. She says:
“Booty in
the chair, not in the air,” and “Sit down.
Now.”
Other
sounds: the firetruck goes by. Mr. Andy
mowing the grass.
And we
scream on the playground. We always do.
Last year,
we talked to everyone on line on a little screen.
Google meet
would keep going off.
Now we meet
in the room, keep our masks up.
Next year,
we go to Cedar School
And this? It’s
going to be a food center.
Good-bye Dueber.
MASSILLON
CITY SCHOOLS ARE THE BEST
Franklin is
the best school ever
It has the
best teachers (Gardner, Schrock, Knight)
There is a
lot of history in Franklin
In 1901, the
old school was taller and had taller windows,
Fewer flowers, fewer trees
Chimneys, pillars, a pointed roof and
a lot of steps
These are
some of the things we know about the old Franklin.
But now, by
all the trees, before you turn in here,
You see an abandoned
church and a fence where a horse used to be
(Mrs.
Gardner says he got out all the time)
Then, you turn in and see a long low
building, a gray wall
With silver
letters: FRANKLIN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL,
A flag,
buses, cars. You hear screaming on the playground,
Our outside
voices, buses pulling out.
Inside it
smells like kids.
And you hear
the click of cafeteria trays,
kind voices,
and lots of talking and describing:
“Pull up
your mask,” “You must use social distance,”
“Cough on
your arm.”
You see tons
of clocks, letters, and numbers.
à Next year we go to the Fourth Grade School
And learn
lots of new things.
