my art students gave to me
An overflowing clogged sink.
On the second day of pre-Christmas,
my art students gave to me
Two puking kids,
And an overflowing clogged sink.
On the third day of pre-Christmas,
my art students gave to me
Three dried pens,
Two puking kids,
And an overflowing clogged sink.
On the fourth day of pre-Christmas,
my art students gave to me
Four letter words,
Three dried pens,
Two puking kids,
And an overflowing clogged sink.
On the fifth day of pre-Christmas,
my art students gave to me
Five moldy paints,
Four letter words,
Three dried pens,
Two puking kids,
And an overflowing clogged sink.
On the sixth day of pre-Christmas,
my art students gave to me
Six shirts are ruined,
Five moldy paints,
Four letter words,
Three dried pens,
Two puking kids,
And an overflowing clogged sink.
On the seventh day of pre-Christmas,
my art students gave to me
Seven glues a-leaking,
Six shirts are ruined,
Five moldy paints,
Four letter words,
Three dried pens,
Two puking kids,
And an overflowing clogged sink.
On the eighth day of pre-Christmas,
my art students gave to me
Eight calls to parents,
Seven glues a-leaking,
Six shirts are ruined,
Five moldy paints,
Four letter words,
Three dried pens,
Two puking kids,
And an overflowing clogged sink.
On the ninth day of pre-Christmas,
my art students gave to me
Nine clay pots breaking,
Eight calls to parents,
Seven glues a-leaking,
Six shirts are ruined,
Five moldy paints,
Four letter words,
Three dried pens,
Two puking kids,
And an overflowing clogged sink.
On the tenth day of pre-Christmas
my art students gave to me
Ten lunches missed,
Nine clay pots breaking,
Eight calls to parents,
Seven glues a-leaking,
Six shirts are ruined,
Five moldy paints,
Four letter words,
Three dried pens,
Two puking kids,
And an overflowing clogged sink.
On the eleventh day of pre-Christmas,
my art students gave to me
Eleven sneezes spraying,
Ten lunches missed,
Nine clay pots breaking,
Eight calls to parents,
Seven glues a-leaking,
Six shirts are ruined,
Five moldy paints,
Four letter words,
Three dried pens,
Two puking kids,
And an overflowing clogged sink.
On the twelfth day of pre-Christmas
my art students gave to me
Twelve erasers flying,
Eleven sneezes spraying,
Ten lunches missed,
Nine clay pots breaking,
Eight calls to parents,
Seven glues a-leaking,
Six shirts are ruined,
Five moldy paints,
Four letter words,
Three dried pens,
Two puking kids,
And an overflowing clogged sink!
*Pre-Christmas being that time leading up to Christmas break (or whatever your school calls it).
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Oh my goodness, that is soooo great! (and true) Thanks for making me laugh-
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Love it. How original but true no matter what you teach. Gotta love the 2 weeks before Christmas
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About 10 of the 12 have happened this past week… I'm in survival mode and 2 grade levels HAVE to finish clay this coming week or they will be ROCK hard! YIKES! We have the entire next week to get through too! Good luck!
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thanks for the laughs most have happened in the past 2 days my first position as a newly certified art teacher and I'm a long term sub in middle school where the kids have had a different sub every day since october, the sink was clogged when I arrived how welcoming
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OMG… plan to share this one with all my teacher friends. Excellent!
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My mom was a teacher….so I know this is true!
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Excellent poem. Now all I can think of is the breaking out into a loud round of FIIIIIIVVVVEEEE MOOOLLLDDDYYY PAIINNTTSS! a la Eddie Izzard.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s5iu_JNvPII
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