Then I hated it and now I miss it,
How fast I grew to love it;
On the hill it stood like a solid rock,
I still smell the dusty white chalk;
There was fun and games to learn,
Now I realize how fast the clock runs.
I cried the first day and till the year end,
She bundled and walked me uphill with the friends;
I would wait for the bell to ring,
Ignoring what they made us sing;
No joy bound when I would see her wait;
I would run through the open gate.
When I walk past it and glare,
My eyes well up with tears;
I miss those lovely days,
And wish I could trade them for my gray;
Those days are long gone,
But the sweet memories linger and stay on.
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do you really miss school days?! I hate remembering those days. I believe it is the darkest period in one’s life, we just wasted our life in there. you have no idea how I hated all my classmates and teachers. well, the teachers were not all bad. when I went to high-school, I a bit like my chemistry teaher, but my classmates always gave me a royal pain in the ass!
I definitely do. I hated being in school but when I grew up I felt those innocent days were the best of my life and if I could rewind the clock would love to visit those times.