“I cannot go to school today," Said little Peggy Ann McKay. “I have the measles and the mumps, A gash, a rash and purple bumps. My mouth is wet, my throat is dry, I’m going blind in my right eye. My tonsils are as big as rocks, I’ve counted sixteen chicken pox And there’s one more--that’s seventeen, And don’t you think my face looks green? My leg is cut--my eyes are blue-- It might be instamatic flu. I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke, I’m sure that my left leg is broke-- My hip hurts when I move my chin, My belly button’s caving in, My back is wrenched, my ankle’s sprained, My ‘pendix pains each time it rains. My nose is cold, my toes are numb. I have a sliver in my thumb. My neck is stiff, my voice is weak, I hardly whisper when I speak. My tongue is filling up my mouth, I think my hair is falling out. My elbow’s bent, my spine ain’t straight, My temperature is one-o-eight. My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear, There is a hole inside my ear. I have a hangnail, and my heart is--what? What’s that? What’s that you say? You say today is. . .Saturday? G’bye, I’m going out to play!”
I really like this poem because it totally describes me. There are some days when I just don’t want to go to school and I just make up tons of reasons why I shouldn’t go. Maybe this poem will relate to you to. ( To look at the poem scroll along it horizontally. ) Anyway, this is an example of a time where I have done this also.
Let’s just say that Monday mornings are not my brightest hour. “Chandler get up it’s 6:30!”, shouts my mom. I can hear her feet stepping down the stairs so I act asleep. This is one of those mornings where I don’t want to come to school so I just act asleep till the last moment then say I have a tummy ache so I get to sleep in. (These days occur a lot on Mondays.) Next thing I know my mom is poking my and nagging me to get up. I have to bite my tongue so I don’t smile and blow my cover as a normal girl asleep. She says, “Five more minutes then you are getting up, okay.” I think you know what happens next… I still sleep.
That is just a glimpse of what goes on at my house in the mornings. Is this just me or does this happen to more people?