~The Ultimate Poems&Stories Thread~

[RussianSasha]

WEll i see there are a lot of poems,so i thought of making a thread where you post all your poems,if you want ofcourse lol.Ill begin.THis is a true story,but i wrote it with a lil bit more details..
It all began as a usual,boring schoolday.Everyone,including me,was feeling tired.We could hardly keep our eyes open,literary.So there it was,Russian language class.Our teacher was the nicest teacher i've ever saw!She looked at our sad faces and said:
“Look,guys!I know it’s hard to be awake,as you say,during this boring block.At least show some respect to the teacher.I wake up earlier than you and come home later.”
“Yeah,but you’re a teacher that’s your job.You get paid for it,and we don’t.”said somebody from the corner of the classroom.We all could tell by the attitude,that it was Sergey.He was,still is,the loudest,funniest,coolest guy in our class.He was the class clown.
“Uh,do you have to say something like that all the time?”asked Kristina,who was the centre of attention.The class president.The smartes one.
“Yep!”Segey said drawing something on a desk.
“Ok,then.I know how you feel.I was a student somewhen too.”the teacher said and stood up.
“Really?”Sergey asked.
“Really.So,I was planning to do something fun with you guys today,but looking at Sergey and his beautiful pictures on his desk,seems like we won’t do it.”she said walking to Sergeys desk and taking away his pen.Everybody sighed.”You’ll clean that up later,but now,go to the blackboard.”
“Why?What did I do?”he started making a fool of gimself.
“Nothing serious,except for drawing a naked man running after Kristina.”she explained.
Everyone laughed.
“Ok.”
The teacher asked Sergey to show his homework on the board.he did so.Then she asked him to DRAW the rules.
“Since you are an artist,draw us the rules.”she smiled.
“What rules?”
“The rules we learned yesterday,or maybe you forgot?”
“Um,let me think,wait…Oh,I got it.Just a second.”he started drawing something on the board.According to his words,he was drawing circles.
“Ok,you started right,we have to draw circled first.However,your circles,don’t look like circles at all.”she stood up and walked to the board.”This one looks like an apple,”she pointed at a first circle.”this one looks like an olive…”she pointed at another.
“And this is a banana!”Sergey said and drew a banana.Everyone laughed outloud.
“Ok,sit down,Sergey.”
“What did I get?”he asked walking to his desk.
“Lucky you.You got nothing.”
“What do you mean nothing?After all I’ve done,after all those…fruits!”Everyone giggled again.
“Ok,do you want a zero?”
“No thnak you.”
“Then shut up!”said Kristina.
“Ok,students.I guess I’ll do what I have planned to do today.”said the teacher.
“Yay!What?”everyone asked at the same time.
“We’ll talk.”
“About what?”asked Lesha,another clown,which was “sleeping”,until the teacher said ‘et’s talk.’
“About funny moments which happened in your life.”
“Let’s talk about embarrassing moments!”Sergey said again.
“If you wish.Then let’s start with you,Sergey.”
“Why me?What did I do?”
“You asked what you wished for,now it’s time to pay off.Hahaha!”Kristina laughed.
“I don’t have any embarrassing moments.”
“Fine,does anyone else have something to say?”The teacher asked the class.
Then sudenelly,my friend Olga started pushing Anton,a really good friend of mine.He was so cute,so shy…No wonder everyone liked him!Even me!Hahaha…
“Tell them!”she kept whispering,but she wasn't good at it.The whole class heard her.
“Well,Anton,do you wanna share something with us today?”
He looked with his big,dark brown eyes at the teacher as a little kitten which was afraid to come out of closet.
“Ok,I guess I will share a story with you.It happened last weekend.”
Everyone stared at him.
“Ok,pppffoooofff.”he sighed.”I was at home with my dad,while my mom and my little sister were shopping.It was Saturday morning and I was watching TV.I was very hungry,I could her my own stomach growling and begging for some food.But since I was too lazy to go and cook some breakfast,I asked my dad to do it.He said ok,but only if it’s eggs.He knew I hated eggs,still do,but he and my mom,kept telling me that eggs are good for me.Then I said I will only if he’ll make some sossiges with eggs.He agreed.He made me breakfast.I was sitting and pocking those damn eggs,when he said that he had to go downstairs,to the basement,to pick up some potatoes.I didn’t think for a long time,and not letting the chance fly away,waited till he closed the front door and went downstairs.We live in a 5 floor building,and we have this public basement.I mean like everyone has their own room with a lock,but firstable you have to go outside and only then you can open the basement door.So when he left the house,I ran to the window to throw my eggs outside.I opened a little window,and since I was in a hurry I stood on my ‘tippitoes’.I put my hands up holding a plate in one hand and a fork to scratch the eggs off the plate,in the other.Yay!I thought I did it right,but not when I looked down.Ilive on a third floor,so I wanted to see where the poor eggs ended their lives.Haha.Daaannngg!I thought.One egg ended up on the outside of a window.I tried to scratch it off,but I couldn’t open the window.All I had to do was to cover the window with curtains.I did so.Then I heard the door openning,so I set on the floor like I ate all the eggs.I thought it was a perfect plan,until…my dad walked into my room.I couldn’t believe my eyes.All imotions mixed together inside me.Firstable I wasnted to cry,then I wasnted to burst into laugh.”All the students were waiting to see what he was going to say but then the bell ringed…nobody moved.It was the first time in a history when students actually kept sitting in a classroom when it was time for lunch.Even the teacher was frozen.Everyone was dying to hear what happened next.”Ok,do you wanna listen?”Anton asked.
“YEEESSS!!!!”everyone screamed!
“Ok,so when mt dad walked into my room,he was looking staright at me trying not to laugh.What I saw was-another egg was hanging on my dads cap!!!”Anton started laughing.Then sudenelly everyone,literary,burst into a big,friendly laugh(which I will never forget)!
“What did you dad say?”
“How did you react?”
“Did you laugh?”
“What did you say?”
So many questions followed one after another.It was hard to believe!Anton’s ears were gonna explode of all those voices!Even the people outside the door,including some of the teachers,went in to see what happened.
That’s how a cute,little shy boy,whos was,almost a nobody,bacame a legend at our school!Maybe not for a long time,since we finished elementary school the same year.But the story is ‘walking’ around the school till these days…

Thanx for reading everyone!Hope to see some replies!

[Do-Rithm]

What is poems?

[neltado]

"Poems" is the plural form of the word "poem".

[Do-Rithm]

But what is poem! :| Ooh gedicht. < Thats the word in dutch.

[neltado]

Sasha, spaces after punctuation would be a good idea That would make it easier to read.

[Leesa]

Creating an ultimate and poems thread kind of really kills the whole point of the creative forum. Plus then it kind of steals momentum from the artist, y'know what I mean? Plus then bunching up all the poems/stories into one thread will lose readers.. because it will become so big that it may get lost. But then again, our writing days at BITS are going a bit slow. Sorry to burst your bubble, but it's the truth, if you think about it logically. Or something like that. It is kind of a good idea, to keep things organised, but this forum is specifically created for us to showcase our creative side, not to just bunch it all up on one thread..

Your story is interesting Sasha, but I'm actually wondering why you didn't use spaces after words and punctuation..?

[RussianSasha]

kk ill keep it in my mind,but can i rename it then?
i did use spaces,hmm strange i can clearly read it,howcome you cant read it?Maybe thast just a computer,but i can see the spaces,oh well thanx for the comments!