To help calm some worried
minds over the thought of having a teacher named Mrs. "Rude," I decided
to write a poem about my name. I send this out to all new
students at the beginning of the school year.
What's in a Name?
I've got some brand new school supplies
and even some new clothes.
I wonder who my teacher is?
If anybody knows?
You won't believe what I just heard!
It's really scary news!
My teacher sounds so impolite,
it just gives me the blues!
My teacher's name is Mrs. Rude.
It bothers me, you see.
With a silly name like Mrs. Rude,
what kinda' teacher could she be?
Will she be nice? Will she be mean?
Will she treat us all the same?
I guess I need to keep in mind
it's really just a name.
Just because her name is Rude
it doesn't mean it's true.
Maybe I should wait and see.
Yep, that is what I'll do.
I guess I best give her a chance
before I scream and shout.
Getting to know new people
is what school is all about.
So when I walk into the class
to check out my new pad,
I'll know that Mrs. Rude is not rude at all,
and that sure makes me glad!
