Schoolhouse Poem

When I was researching one-room schoolhouses in my county, I got most of my information from a book specifically written about one-room schoolhouses in my county. With the Deer Creek School entry, the writer found a piece of paper with a poem written on it and wrote it down for posterity. I did the same thing because I thought it was a cute poem about going to school on a one-room schoolhouse. The school still stands, owned by the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers.

Today I started to school

I learned some words and a number of rules

I drew some pictures with colored chalk

The teacher said I mustn't talk

At recess we played some games

I learned most all the children's names

Most of them seemed to be all right

But one big boy tried to start a fight

It makes me tired to sit so still

 I don't like school and I never will

But the little boy that sits in front of me

Is just as cute as he can be.

-Untitled poem by unknown author

 

 The days will continue get shorter until December 22nd and will then proceed to get longer. You can tell Brutus is depressed because he's sucking the color right out of the strip.