Do you still have nightmares that you’re in high school? That you can’t seem to get to class, or that exam? That you have a huge assignment due in the morning and you keep getting interrupted from working on it? I know I’m not the only one that does. My mother still has nightmares about her Chem finals.
With most schools going back to school tomorrow here in Australia, after our big summer vacation, I thought it was an appropriate time to share a poem I wrote about my high school nightmares. High school itself was a nightmare, and I think it’s completely unfair that I still have nightmares about it.
High School Horror
By B. Forrester
As I slept and dreamt,
I dreamt and wept,
for the backward step,
because I was so inept,
this horror I could not accept,
back to high school I was sent.
Upon waking, relief swept,
I was not inept,
all was fine except,
my alarm did not intercept,
the dream, I had overslept.
So to the shower, I quickly leapt.
B. Forrester 