I am jumping over the rope
with two other girls on both ends
turning the rope over my head
I must see the rope
so my feet do not touch it.
when they turn it fast
I watch the other girls do it right
and I am on the line , I will go last.
Now the girl do not turn the rope
but they rise it up not to high
I need to get under it, I hope
I ask myself, How can I
as I watch other girls try the game.
they do it right
I ask myself if I can do the same.
The bell rings to go inside
Recess is over , I have no reason to hide.
Author notes
I went to catholic school, no playground
I have more games we played at lunchtime
I will share them later.
great contest, you got my memories in full swing.
A contest entry
- So we burst into colours, colours +& carousels. Fall head first like paper planes and playground games. by Stardust Memories.
500 points, ended September 29, 10 entries
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Comments
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Its just such a nice poem.
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You have more rythm than I ever did!
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Sweet, I liked this. I bulit up afew pictures in my mind after reading it. Good take on the prompt I thought! Good luck and thankyou very much for entering!
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This is sweet. I love the way it brings back memories of school. I had the hardest time learning double dutch lol Great expressions here.
Good luck in your contest
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