Parents’ Evening by Allan Ahlberg

Parents’ evenings are  parents and teacher meetings. Pupils are also encouraged to attend these meetings. 
We’re waiting in the corridor, 

My dad, my mum and me.
They’re sitting there and talking;
I’m nervous as can be.
I wonder what she’ll tell ’em.
I’ll say I’ve got a pain!
I wish I’d got my spellings right.
I wish I had a brain.

We’re waiting in the corridor,
My husband, son and me.
My son just stands there smiling;
I’m smiling, nervously 
I wonder what she’ll tell us.
I hope it’s not all bad.
He’s such a good boy, really;
But dozy – like his dad.

We’re waiting in the corridor
My wife, my boy and me.
My wife’s as cool as cucumber;
I’m nervous as can be.
I hate these parents’ evenings.
I feel just like a kid again
Who’s gonna get the stick.

I’m waiting in the classroom.
It’s nearly time to start.
I wish there was a way to stop
The pounding in my heart.
The parents in the corridor
Are chatting cheerfully;
And now I’ve got to face them;
And I’m nervous as can be.

 

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