The Friday FLing Goes Back To School!
Friday Fling #143 August 26th 2011
It’s that time again, when kids of all ages go BACK TO SCHOOL! What does or did that mean to you? Were you cool, or feeling the fool? Calm and collected, or nervous in the service? What did/do you most or least look forward to? What are your favorite recollections or expectations of the beginning of a school year?
We’re going back to school in more ways than one, because we’re asking you to consider writing about past and present back to school thoughts, feelings, situations and experiences in the format known as Triolet!
A Triolet is an eight line poem consisting of five different lines. The first line is repeated as the fourth and seventh. The second line is also the last. Line 6 rhymes with 2 and 8, while all the others rhyme with each other. So the rhymescheme is ABaAabAB.
Here’s an example:
Another school year has begun.
New things to learn, new friends to meet.
Here comes the bully, run run run.
Another school year has begun.
You toil until your day is done.
Your butt sore from that hardwood seat.
Another school year has begun.
New things to learn, new friends to meet.
Copyright August 23rd 2011 RGD
This week the Friday Fling writes Triolets about going back to school!
Be sure to save time to read and comment in at least a pseudo-scholarly way on your fellow students Triolet term poems. Then get off the bus and enjoy your weekend before you have to go back to school again Monday!
Fickle Finger of Fate Award for August 12th
Congratulations Dee!
Hello Everyone and welcome to the Friday Fling!!! Please note the format is a suggestion!!! If you are not into form poetry just write freestyle on the given topic *smiling*
Hi (((Bob))) & (((Michelle))) I so HAPPY it is Friday!!! :love: :love: :love:
I’M SO READY FOR THIS BLOG TONIGHT!!!! YAY *SMILING* ARN’T YOU PROUD OF ME
Another brick in the wall 😉
I remember the 70’s going to High School, the hippi scene, wild tye dye tops, wide bellbottoms, rock music, everyone trying to keep up with the mod trend……..think more peace to in the schools, I remember going to school dances, having fun………made it thru my 4 years of High School than off to a Junior High School. Alot of good memories.
I looked out this morning and the sun was gone
Turned on some music to start my day
I lost myself in a familiar song
I closed my eyes and I slipped away
OK…i am one of those mom’s that actually dreaded the start of school for my kids…:lol:
Hope i got this right! :love:
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I so have to get my butt in bed!!! I’ll BB sometime tomorrow after work *smiling* :love: :love: :love:
This is by my friend, Sonnets ( Lori )
Start The Year With Miss Frizzle
Now climb aboard let’s take a trip
School this year will be such a blast
Our teacher Miss Frizzle is so hip
Now climb aboard let’s take a trip
That school bus won’t give us the slip
Time with Miss Frizzle goes so fast
Now climb aboard let’s take a trip
School this year will be such a blast
Sonnets
And another one by Sonnets…..
The Teacher’s First Day
Sonnets
SILENCE OF THE LAMBS
Roar of silence hall echoes
while students learn
and teachers teach.
In an hour or so,
bells ring; brown noise
fills the breech.
Bells ring… silence.
Bells ring… brown noise
in the silent morn.
Bells ring… silence
Bells ring… brown noise
Teachers worn and torn.
Their wasted energy
wondrous
and really very wild.
We are expected
to control
someone else’s child.
Beyond pitfall.
Beyond success.
Beyond expectation.
Lies silence there.
Lies silence there.
Lies exhaustion.
Then, a pep-rally!
11/22/05
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Ooooops … DISQUALIFIED … I think I turned your Triolet into a “TOILET”
Here let me fix it:
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Ahhhh, now that feels and smells so much better … Don’t you agree?
we don’t need no thought control.
OLE SCHOOL
Back in the days of ole
When there were no computers
We use to white out every thing waz wrong
Back in the days of ole
When there were no typewriter
We we edge out the wrong wit our pencil
Back in the days of ole
When there were only mom waz the teacher them were the good ole days
Written By: Bettie Davis ——————————————————– © August 26 , 2011
LET THE CLASSES BEGIN
Back to school
You know all the rules
Go pass the test then take another
Back to school
Dont bend the rules
Just stay cool and youll be home in no time
Back to school
No more time for sleepin late
Written By: Bettie Davis ———————————————————— © August 26 ,2011
“I lost myself in a familiar song
I closed my eyes and I slipped away”
I do that all the time!!!!
Thanks for sharing … remember this one?
http://www.youtube.com/embed/w9TGj2jrJk8?rel=0
Cool!!!! It’s time to get back to school!
Hope you like this one! :groovy:
I hope each of you enjoy this.. this is a serious subject for me that I do address… please watch the video..
and bless all of you with hug’s and a loving weekend!!! MM
It’s so hard to believe that school has already begun for so many. Such a wonderful blog, theme and poetry posted!
Giving the triolet a rather belated try . . . .
NO BIG DEAL
Hooray! I made it through the first day of school.
Thought I’d be scared; but I just acted cool
No big deal; it was lots of fun.
Hooray! I made it through the first day of school
Determined not to look like a fool
Just walked when I really wanted to run.
Hooray! I made it through the first day of school
No big deal; it was lots of fun.
(c) barbara kausteklis 8-30-11