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the final moments
of recess has come – the trill
of the bell lingers
Pat R
1/27/16
I can still hear that bell. A good sized hand held brass bell. It was rung at the beginning and end of recess and lunch. It usually meant the end of all playing. The whole schoolyard rushed to lineup for re entry to their classrooms. Ah, those were the days dusty school yard, dusty chalk boards and that warm breeze blowing through the open classroom.
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A memorable haiku for you Pat, ah the trill of the school bell. I was a teacher for 32 years you have certainly re jogged my memories, well done.
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Yep, that one took me back π
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I also remember that bell. Brings back memories. I think it kind of ages us. Ha ha!
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Ha, ha. :I was thinking the same thing:)
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Memories! Me too… And the dusty chalk!πβ€οΈπβ€οΈππ
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I remember having to write on the chalk board, ” I am a good listener”. It took me forever! ! And this was during class. π I was very attentive thereafter:)
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Good old school days
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What a sweet, nostalgic haiku. π
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Thanks.
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