The Night Before Finals


This poem (based on Clement Moore’s “The Night Before Christmas”) was written by alumna Joy Fowler, Dana Hall Class of 1939.  Some things were different 75 years ago, others not so much.

Visualize puppies and kittens, and good luck on those exams!

‘Twas the night before finals
And throughout the hall
Not a student was sleeping;
We were studying all.

The lights near the windows
Were covered with care
In hopes that Miss Waldo
Would not see them there.

The teachers were nested
All snug in their beds,
While visions of test papers
Rushed through their heads.

All done up with curlers
And both wearing coats,
We had just settled down
To look over our notes.

When out in the hall
There arose such a clatter
I sprang from my bed
To see what was the matter.

Away to the keyhole
I flew like a bird,
Took a good peep,
Then listened and heard.

The lamp in the hallway
Shed light upon stacks
Of notebooks and papers,
Tattle tale tracks,

When what to my wondering
Eyes should appear
But a teacher confronting
A student–poor dear.

“What’s this, my dear girl?
If you sit up and cram,
You are certain to fail
In your final exam.

So hurry to bed
And turn off your light.
Good luck to you all,
And to all a good night!”

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