Tribute To Our Friend Thompy

The OldScholars of Combermere School celebrate a week of activities usually aroundthis time. This year the death of our Prime Minister the Hon. David J HThompson has thrown us into a more sorrowful mood and as a show of respect theactivities have been generally given way to more sobering and solemn events. Iwill like to join all of the Combermerians and express my deepest sympathy tothe Family and Friends, to all Barbadosand all those affected by the passing of our beloved “Thompy” 

 

Tribute To Our Friend Thompy

 

Thompy, he was affectionately called by all

Remembered every meeting and would lucidly recall

Incidents we had forgotten, so vividly

Brought them back to our recollect often passionately

Used to be very humorous and always started the fun

There were side splitting jokes when ever he begun

Early times that I do recall while at school

 

Thompy arrived first on mornings as his personal rule

Opened the gate with the keys from the head

 

Once done he returned the keys and off he sped

Upstairs, the balcony, any where until

Ringing of the school bell started the morning drill

 

Floors and corridors busy as we rushed to prayers

Ringing bell again and Thompy officiated both up and downstairs

I didn’t see him playing games but he cheered every match

Every set of new students he greeted, every batch

Never joined the cadets or joined the scouts

Didn’t matter because Thompy was there at their camp outs

 

The Thompy we knew was full of fun

He was calm and collected, didn’t tan in the sun

Opened his heart to let all people in

Made us feel like we belong and that we were all akin

Politics may have adopted him but he made politicians agree

Youth are vital, Family First and we must live with Love, Peace and Unity

 

A Sympathy Card

 

 

 


 

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