I’ve got a brand-new lunchbox.

My shoes are shiny clean.

I’ve got a cool, new bookbag

And a pencil box that’s green.

But I don’t know my teacher,

Or where my desk will be.

I don’t know if I’ll like the kids,

Or if they’ll play with me.

I peek inside my classroom.

I stand there for a while.

My teacher’s tall and kind of loud,

But has a great big smile.

And, best of all, she’s got my

Favorite book upon the shelf!

I kiss my adult at the door

And walk in by myself

The First Day of School - By Ruth Donnelly