|Concord High School
Author: K.S.Publicover PM
Written for my english teacher who retired. It shows the school she taught at through the eyes of her student so she won't forget what it's like to be apart of the school.Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 217 - Published: 08-23-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2712840
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The sounds of tapping pencils
Shuffling papers, and closing books
Engulf the room being stripped
Of posters and old projects.
Down a flight of stairs
And off of Main Street is the
Extravagant sound of metal lockers
Being emptied for the summer months.
Laughter and the talk of
Summer plans come from the mouths
Of eager teenagers, glad that
Finals are finally done and over with.
In another part of the building
Retiring teachers are reliving past
Experiences and already missing those
Students they care for so much.
When all of the students have
Finally left, already starting on
Their much-anticipated plans. Only
The voices of teachers are left.
Teachers are either talking to
One another or placing last
Minute grades in the computer.
One looking out a window one last time.
Eventually, every last teacher has
Made the journey home to precious
Loved one's and old friends leaving
Custodians in the building.
Once every single person has
Left the school. All that's
Really left is a daunting
Building that is quietly waiting.
That building is waiting for
Summer school students and
Teachers to occupy its classes,
Not wanting to be so lonely.
This is the building that
Middle schoolers come to
Before they leave for the outside world.
This is Concord High School.