Twas the day before Christmas Break and all through the school
Not a student was behaving, they broke every rule;
The stockings were all hung by the cubbies with care,
Hoping their teacher would soon be there.
The children were squirming all bored in their seats,
While Jonah danced around the room, and kicked up his feet;
And Arianna in her scarf, and Dylan in his cap,
And Bailey asleep, taking a nap.
When out in the hall there arose such a clatter,
Lacruz sprang up to see what was the matter.
Away to the windows Adam flew like a flash
Leanna tore open the blinds and knocked over the plants!
Daelyn and Braven wanted to know,
While Marcos and Nicole ran to and fro,
When what to Shilaine’s wondering eyes should appear,
But a mean, mean teacher, we all thought to fear.
She came closer and traveled much faster,
Tynen knew in a moment it must be Miss Jaster!
More rapid than cheetahs she snarled as she came
And whistled and shouted and called us by name:
Now Brett! Now Gavino! Now Katatrina and Sabrina!
Shush Aricca! Shush Kevin! Quiet Dallas and Carl!
Sit in your seat! Get out of the hall!
Now be quiet! Be Quiet! Be Quiet All!
Miss Jaster was mad, we didn’t know why.
She lifted her hands and let out a sigh,
She said we were too noisy, she said in a rush.
She made us sit down and told us to hush.
And then in a twinkling she let out a smile
She opened her bag and dumped out a pile.
The presents were scattered all over the ground.
We had the coolest teacher around!
She was dressed all in black from her scarf to her shoes,
We got sat quietly waiting to hear her good news.
A bundle of gifts she picked up from the floor.
She gave us each one, but we wanted some more.
Her eyes how they twinkled! Her smile how merry!
Her cheeks were like roses, her nose like a cherry!
Her amused little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And she let us outside to play in the snow!
We ran and we rolled, we tumbled and threw,
The snow was so fresh and practically new!
She got hit in the face and once in her toe,
Then she got us all back by throwing some snow.
She was funny and smiled, and wrote silly poems,
And we learned a lot from many different tomes.
A wink of her eye and a twist of her head
Soon gave us to know we had nothing to dread.
She spoke not a word, and we went straight to work.
She filled all our stockings; then turned with a jerk.
Laughing and smiling she looked at us small and tall
And told us we’d been the best class of all;
She sprang to her desk, to her class gave a grin,
“I can’t wait till next year when I’ll see you again!
I hope you enjoy my poem remake!
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good break!”
