Here comes the rain, pitter-patter,
Time for school, let's not chatter!
Grab my ticket, my trusty five,
And my bright umbrella, I'll thrive!

Off I go to the cloakroom,
My suit's looking sharp, not a mushroom.
Hang it up with a sorry smile,
And head to class, ready for a while.

"Please take your seats," the teacher says,
And I'm grateful to be here, no less.
My number is five, that's my seat,
I settle in and rest my feet.

But wait, oh no, what did I do?
I left my cloakroom, how could I be so blue?
I raise my hand, "Sir, please forgive,
I'll go and grab it, I won't misgive."

The teacher nods and off I trot,
To get my coat, it's all I've got.
I return with a sorry face,
But now I'm back in my rightful place.

So let it rain, let it pour,
I'm ready for it, that's for sure.
With my umbrella and my suit,
I'll be safe and sound, resolute!

Reflections

1. What is the main character's favorite school supply?
2. How did the main character feel when they realized they forgot their cloakroom?
3. What did the main character do to overcome the rainy day?
4. Why is it important to be responsible and organized, especially when going to school?
5. What can we learn from the main character's positive attitude towards a rainy day?