An Ode

Fehmeen asked me to write a little poem for her open house at school tonight. I wrote it before and after my Eye Max training session yesterday. The Eye Max btw is friggin’ fabulous. I want to drive it around the neighborhood for a while before I turn it loose on Al Gore’s information super highway. I just thought that you’d want to know.

Now, on to the ode.

An Ode to Old LE

Do you remember middle school

Was it scary or was it fun?

Were you a straight A student

Or did you like to play in the sun?

For me it was a combo

Of frightening and nice

I guess I really liked it

Because I attended twice.

Once as a student in the 80’s

When I wanted to be Erik Estrada

And then as a teacher

At good old La Entrada.

I recall my first day teaching

Sixth and seventh grade math

It was as if I’d found my way

I’d finally found my path.

Parents, teachers, bosses

Support staff and the rest

Everyone was more than great

But I liked the kids the best.

We laughed a lot as we learned

We had an amazing time

Years flew by in minutes

The biggest smile was mine.

Without a doubt the hugest

Highlight of my life

Was that here I met a teacher

Who soon became my wife.

Every lesson planned

And delivered to a T

Paled in comparison

To the arrival of EZP.

If you were to ask me

What my proudest moment will be

I would have to say

The day that Emma goes to old LE.

Typed  in Tandem by Italian Man Servant and Bobble Mom

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