Regan Cole's scribe notes for 4-9

‘Twas the week after spring break and all through the school

Every English student was reading, for it was the rule

It was hot as heck in the west hall English room

But as ants crossed the floor, I searched for a broom

The students were nestled all snug in the desks

As some laid down their heads, for a much needed rest

 Natalie especially was ready for a nap

And Mrs. Gill didn’t notice, but I had my phone in my lap

Erica dug through her bag and pulled out a pen so bright and green

As Lauren passed around the stapler, we were told to read

Bridget annotated thoroughly, Julia tossed and turned

Aly balanced her papers, mentally making them burn

Johnny spaced out, staring blankly at the cross

We listened to Mrs. Gill as she read the words of Robert Frost

Jack tried to fix the stapler, but it was clearly broken

There was a coin on the floor, or could it have been a magical token

Mrs. Gill heard voices, calling Kate and Natalie out

What they were discussing, we all wondered about

English was the last class, and it surely seemed endless

But without Mrs. Gill on DyKnow, I could shop for a prom dress

Mary finished then recycled her tasty Sunny D

Mrs. Gill looked around, choosing to stare at me

Today the boys didn’t pass Pokémon cards around

But Aly again stared at the ground

Mrs. Gill announced “Laptops away, except for the scribe”

I don’t like this job and wouldn’t do it again for a bribe

“Let’s discuss the iambic contaminator and speech”

Yes, Mrs. Gill, please continue to teach

“We’re not gonna get through this, and we really need to”

Meter, Mrs. Gill, is only understood by a few

Aly and Julia mouthed across the room as Mrs. Gill stared

Sarah said she was hot; did she mean she was attractive? No one actually cared

Thank goodness we have Kate, who’s oh so excited

As I looked over the packet, I saw Mrs. Gill didn’t add a works cited

“Who says ‘my prom date is hot’ when speaking to their mother?”

But the idiom is different when speaking to a brother

Mrs. Gill used metaphors and symbolism to explain weird words

We marked ones we knew and ones we hadn’t heard

Julia’s hand flew high, waving around in space

Mrs. Gill ignored the question but looked right Julia’s face

Paradox, pentameter, connotation, oh my!

Ellie got up to leave early, and we all yelled “Goodbye!”

We were told we have problems understanding allusion

All we wondered was when this class would reach its conclusion

Eight lines, six lines, four lines, I don’t care

This blank verse poem gives me a blank stare

Aly suddenly was LOL-ing at nothing

Amanda looked confused, was I missing something?

We continued to talk about poems, including a sonnet

Remember that time Huck Finn wore a bonnet?

Personification, snarl and rattle

Annotating that poem seemed like a battle

We keep repeating the same old, boring lines

Why can’t we buy a prom ticket if we have unpaid fines?

Mrs. Gill asked questions, which we all ignored

Kyle probably would have answered, but he must have been too bored

Lauren and Rachel made faces at Mrs. Gill’s weird noises

I don’t blame them; our teacher’s sounds were odd choices

Next to be called on is Molly; she said the boy was really scared

Mrs. Gill keeps on talking, but it’s the last class so no one listened or cared

Patty Mac came to the door, looking for Ms. Cannon and Ms. Vogt

It was warm in the classroom, no need for a coat

Kate raised her hand with lots of questions

Other students added their answers and suggestions

Turnitin.com lied, saying papers were turned in late

With this test retake topic, who would win the debate?

“We’re here to learn” answered the cheerful Kate

But I just continued to snap chat my future prom date

Announcements finally came on, and we all stood for prayer

Ignoring Mrs. Patty Mac, oh we wouldn’t dare

It was a great class to have end the day

I’ve raised the scribe standards, from what I have to portray