2013 Adult Poetry Contest “Tiffer’s First Day” Tiffer was now five. Although normally makes good decisions, Suddenly wondered if today she would be shy? She hoped not to be left with lesions without reasons. “Kindergarten is not only a place where I learn ‘big‐kid‐stuff‐ is what mom said; I would meet friend there too.” The expressions of these students were Impressions, as if; each had just seen some scary monster. But Tiffer didn’t want anything to ruin her day and decided to make the first move; she approached “Barry Bonster.” ”Hi, I’m Tiff!” But this boy, with curly hair, responded by saying – “I don’t want to play that game.” “He apparently is not tame.” Tiffer thought. She then, went on‐over to the next kid. Hi, I’m Tiff!” And soon noticed this, red‐haired, girl was missing a tooth. While oddly behaved; as if, someone was going to hurt her. This girl jumped beneath! Where she remained; under a table, hoping the day would be just like any other. “Are these students all strange?” Tiffer wondered. ”And do they believe others have mange?” …she continued to ponder. Surprisingly enough; the students kindly are affected, after hearing the teacher’s stories. Her voice carries across the room; as if, she is leading a choir. And no longer was any of it scary. The time quickly changes to seconds from an hour. Each student is asked to stand and say their name. “Barry Bonster” and the “red‐haired girl” suddenly seem sure of themselves. They each say who they are, while no longer appearing of any soul to be vain. Indeed; Tiffer knew all along, that this day would be fine. ‐Denise Blakney Beringer
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