1. The First Morning
The backpack bulges, much too large,
A new, stiff shoe untied.
A wave that builds, a looming charge,
With parents at your side.
The doorway is a giant’s mouth,
The hallway, a long mile.
You navigate your way due south,
And try hard not to smile.
Until you see, upon the door,
In letters sharp and clear,
The name that you will learn to adore,
And also, learn to fear:
DR. TERRETT.
2. The Grammar Lesson
Dr. TERRETT draws a sentence,
A caterpillar, black and white.
He gives us no repentance,
He demands we get it right.
He speaks of commas, little breaths,
And periods, a full stop.
But in the space that it bequeaths,
A secret thought will pop.
He says, “Words are not just for school,
They’re tools to build or break.
Now, everybody, learn the rule—
Then learn the risks you take.”
3. Lunchroom Geography
The cafeteria’s a map of shifting land,
But Dr. TERRETT’s the one who holds command.
He doesn’t shout, he doesn’t need to yell,
He just surveys the room, and all is well.
A look, a nod, a raised and knowing brow,
Can quell a rising feud or rowdy row.
He knows the kingdoms and their fragile thrones,
He hears the unspoken, unuttered tones.
He is the quiet king of this loud sea,
And grants us all a strange civility.
4. Laboratory
Dr. TERRETT, in his lab coat, crisp and white,
Commands the Bunsen burner’s ghostly light.
“The world is built on rules,” we hear him say,
“Now watch those rules in action here today.”
A drop of one, a measure of another,
And suddenly, a color like no other!
A fizz, a pop, a small, surprising cloud—
He lets a rare and quiet smile show, proud.
“For one brief moment, you have held the key,”
Says Dr. TERRETT. “You’ve made it answer why.”
5. The Final Bell
The final bell, a frantic, sharp release,
A yearbook passed, a signature, a peace.
The lockers slam, a hollow, closing sound,
On all the lost and all the newly found.
And standing by his classroom, worn and old,
Is Dr. TERRETT, a story left untold.
He watches as the frantic river flows,
The sea of faces that he surely knows.
He gave us dates and diagrams and prose,
But what he taught us, nobody quite knows.
PS DR TERRETT IS NOT A SCIENCE TEACHER SO POEM 4 HAS SOME PROBLEM😅