Sunday, June 30, 2013

Hostel Life



Hostel Life                                       Charli Wiggill

Tick, tock, tick, tock, Kringgggggg....
Wake up! Wake up! It’s already 5.30 am
Good morning - today is a school day
Rise and shine…
Get up! Get up!
Aaaargh…
But we are really sleepy... We want to sleep some more
No... no... no… no... no…
Don’t disturb me...please...
Hey – come, come, come! Are you out of your mind?
You need to shower or
Take turns to bath and go to the loo.
Hey you… yes you, Buster - get up!
You might just be late…
We need to get this done today, you know
The school bell waits for no-one
Aaaaaaaaaaah – only cold showers again!
Huargh... What?
Have you made your bed?
Did you polish your shoes?
Is your shirt ironed?
Have you finished your Maths homework?
Arrr noooo... What?
We need to hurry
It’s already 6.15 am... and time for breakfast...
If you’re late...watch out... you’ll get into trouble
Now...the best part of hostel life is... meal time...
Grumble... rumble... grumble...
My tummy is groaning...
Yay – oily grey eggs and dry bread… again?
Urm...Yummy...slurrrppp…
Don’t take too much milk – it’s sour!
Yuck, I hate rotten milk – it tastes vile!
But if you use a ton of sugar it’s not too bad.
Don’t forget to put your plates and glasses in the basin....
 
There are many types of people here:
fat, skinny, tall, short, athletic, cute, pretty and the most peculiar is...the nerd!
Any nerds here? Whyyyy?
Hey, shhhhhhhhh – you’ll get a wack from Freckles, if you’re not careful
Thwack... Ouch... what was that for? Thwack – shuddup!
Do you know something?
Er… no?
Aaaaa... Help! Help! Run! Run! Big Bully Boy is chasing meeeee…
Excuse me! Who will look after all those… those, er, that stuff?
Hey – I’m speaking to you – yes, you!
Did you see the frog I caught for our Natural Science project?
Did you see Big Foot and Snollies hitting it off last night?
Stop spreading rumours man!
No, really - Big Foot’s bragging about it today
Oh, really – but he’s such a show-off!
Geraldine is so stuck-up, man
Have you ever seen somebody with their nose up in the air like that!
Ee... ish... we hate work... the prefects are slave-drivers:
Clean the dorm, sweep the floor, clean the windows
Wash the clothes, wipe the tables,
Like it or not... move it, man, move it... anytime and anywhere.
 
But... in the hostel, after all’s said and done
We depend on each other...
In the beginning we were scared of the teachers and the prefects
Especially when we first met them
And they caught us red-handed.
That was our first real attempt at smoking
Boy, did we splutter and cough and cough -
Banana leaves certainly smell awful when burning!
We thought we were unlucky not to be day scholars, then,
We were even scared
You, you were... Why scared?
Because there are just so many rules to be obeyed:
If you do not obey the rules and regulations…
If you are late...your name will be taken by the prefect...
Ooo… oh... all hell breaks loose!
But you eventually acclimatise to this special place!
The teachers (even old Porky) are our foster parents.
 
So, hostel life has its ups and downs...
BUT
We really are a big happy family.
You won’t ever forget your friends
You may realise the significance of this special life
Once you leave it –
You might even find that...
There is no other life like hostel life...
A special place for a chosen people like us!

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