Poems about Marie Curie 158

Poem 1

From math to science, history's tales,

Each lesson taught, knowledge prevails.

Projects crafted, with care and skill,

Preparing students, on education's hill.

The cafeteria hums, a lunch time treat,

Friends gather 'round, with so much to meet.

Laughter echoes, filling the air,

A community building, beyond compare.

After school clubs, where passions ignite,

Art and music, shining so bright.

Sports teams striving, with hearts so bold,

Stories unfolding, new to be told.

So let us remember, this school we hold dear,

Marie Curie 158, year after year.

A place for learning, a place to belong,

Where students flourish, and dreams grow strong.

Poem 2

At Marie Curie, one-five-eight,

The hallways buzz, it's never late

To learn and grow, to try and see,

The world of science, wild and free.

From classrooms bright to labs so cool,

They teach us math and break the rule

That learning's hard, it's fun, it's deep,

Ideas we find, and then we keep.

The teachers smile, they guide the way,

Through history's past to present day.

We learn to write, to read with grace,

And find our talents in this place.

The sports teams run, the artists paint,

No student's left without a taint

Of learning's joy, a future bright,

At Marie Curie, shining light.

Poem 3

In halls of brick, a story told,

One-Five-Eight, brave and bold.

Marie Curie, a guiding light,

Learning shines, ever so bright.

Children gather, hand in hand,

In classrooms where knowledge expands.

Numbers dance and stories flow,

Seeds of wisdom start to grow.

Sunbeams paint the playground green,

Laughter rings, a happy scene.

Friendships bloom, like flowers sweet,

Little footsteps, quick and fleet.

Teachers smile, with hearts so kind,

Shaping futures, one child at a time.

Dreams take flight, on hopeful wings,

Marie Curie, her legacy sings.