Science blocks, filled with Bunsen burners,
Frogs dissected on small stone slabs,
While drama students play with lights
And dance on stages bathed in blue.
The English girls all stack up books
That hardly any kids will see,
Bored by words and pages that will fill
Their worlds, their minds
And colour what they do for life.
But next there’s gym where balls are kicked
And hockey sticks are swung with force.
The maths geeks pull you in with stats
And little puzzles get the brain cells
Fizzing with a painful glee.
Finally, they’re pushed out through
Humanities where maps are hung
And pictures of Franz Ferdinand.
The tour now over, families stumble
From the glowing automatic doors,
Heads all jumbled with the stuff they’ve learnt.
The teachers breathe a sigh of sweet release;
We hope those kids will make it back
As eager, happy, bright Year Sevens.
Either way we’re just real glad
That now we can sit down and eat!
Margot Kinberg
Open Evening is always a lot of work and can be stressful. I wonder of parents are aware of all that goes into it, on top of the work teachers do all day at school (and in the evening after Open Evening’s over!). But it’s so important that parents stay connected, I think.
patientandkindlove
Yep, I think some struggle to remember we’re humans as much as their kids do. They think we’re just put on charge in a cupboard overnight!
clcouch123
Wow, that captures it!
patientandkindlove
I wish I could have ventured outside the English department. It was fun to just talk books with people all night though.