The Son is in Secondary School by Affran Sa'at
My badge has a Latin motto
Hope for the future
The future is hope
Or something
At times black crows try to interrupt
When we sing the National Anthem
It is difficult to maintain
The whiteness of my shoes
Especially on Wednesdays
I must admit there is something quite special
About the bare thighs of hardworking scouts
The Malay chauffeurs
Who wait for my schoolmates
Sit on the car park kerb
Telling jokes to one another
Seven to the power of five is unreasonable
On Chinese New Year
Mrs Lee dressed up
In a sarong kebaya
And sang Bengawan Solo
The capital of Singapore is Singapore
My best friend did a heroic thing once
Shaded all A's
For his Chinese Language
Multiple-choice paper
In our annual yearbook
There is a photograph of me
Pushing a wheelchair and smiling
They caught me
At the exact moment
When my eyes were actually closed
What are the poet's thoughts? What were his feelings as he think back on these ?The writer probably feels amused at his friend's and his past actions. He also remembers the difficulty of secondary school life.
Think back on our days in Primary School. Do you share the same sentiments? What were your memories of those days? Write a poem of no less than 4 stanzas.
Then I was still in primary school
Joking and fooling around
Teachers chasing students for homework
Happens everyday
When the bell rings
At exactly 1.00 pm
The students will pack
And run from the classroom
Exams and tests come by
All sit in a quiet room
Trying to write something
To tell the teacher I know the answers
After six years of studying
We all will leave this school
Chatted endlessly
Before saying goodbye
1 comments:
Good. But there is no ryhme.Overall still not bad
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