The teacher was stirring like a busy field mouse.
While packing her school bag with essential supplies,
She thought to herself, “Oh! How summer flies!”
The first week plans were nestled all snug in a folder,
But the teacher still felt like her stomach housed a boulder.
“I know I over-planned just in case things run awry,
but what if they hate my ice breakers? Oh my!”
When all of the sudden there arose another thought,
“Well, I don’t care if they like them or not!
I’ve done all I can to make learning fun.
They will deal with my silly games, each and every one!”
With a feeling of confidence arising in her soul,
She finally regained her sense of control.
Tomorrow she would walk into school without fear,
Knowing this would be one hell of a year.
By: me (and the guy who I ripped “Twas the Night Before Christmas” poem from)