In honour of Pink Shirt Day today, we acted out the following poem:
Four o’clock, Friday, I’m home at last,
time to forget the week that’s passed.
On Monday break they stole my ball
And threw it over the garden wall.
On Tuesday morning, I came in late,
But they were waiting behind the gate.
On Wednesday afternoon, in games,
They threw mud and called me names.
Yesterday, they laughed after the test,
‘cuz my marks were lower than the rest.
Today, they trampled my books on the floor
And I was kept in because I swore.
Four o’clock, Friday, at last I’m free;
For two whole days they can’t get me.
Dear mrs Kostiuk
The no bully day started one day a boy wore pink, he got made fun of.
From Rowen
Dear Mrs. K.
When we did the poem and acted it out it was fun.
From Kaelan
dear mrs kostiuk
we like doing four o clock friday it was fun & funny
I wanted to be a mud ball but no one let me
and I thouht it was funny when london was runing away
from Elijah
and christopher
for me acting as the bully
Dear Mrs. K
I loved acting out the story. It was AWESOME. I liked doing the pose at the end.
london
Dear Mrs.Kostiuk
we liked pink shirt day and the poem and we liked ski day.
from MAKAYLA
CAETLYN
Dear Mrs , Kostiuk,
I had fun acting out the poem.
from
logan
Dear Mrs.Kostiuk
I liked pink shirt day the assembly. I was scared for the dance. I hope that I am not scared for the assembly on friday. I like pink shirt day.
Dear mrs kostiuk
In four o clock Friday I was the garden wall the most important part of all
From Alexis