Riddles About School Supplies

Front

I’m not a hat, though I sit on your head,
Symbol of growth for all that you’ve said.
When tossed in the air, I mark the end—
Of learning, friendship, and time we spend.
What am I?

Back

Front

I come in colors, bold and bright,
To underline and help you write.
Now capped and resting from my chore,
I’ll wait till school begins once more.
What am I?

Back

Front

I’m full of memories, doodles, and notes,
Of lessons and laughter, and dreams that float.
I’m packed up now, my job is through—
Until next fall, I’ll wait for you!
What am I?

Back

Front

I come in yellow, I rumble and roar,
I take you from home to your school’s front door.
But once the year ends, I take a long rest—
No honks, no stops, I’ve done my best!
What am I?

Back

Front

I’m not a test, but I help you reflect,
On what you’ve learned and what to expect.
I’m written at the end with thought and cheer,
To say goodbye to a great school year!
What am I?

Back

Front

I’m not alive, but I’ve seen it all—
From rainy mornings to recess calls.
Now I’m zipped and ready to rest,
You’ve finished school—you did your best!
What am I?

Back

Front

I’m filled with pages from start to end, Each line you wrote, each note you penned. From math to reading, I kept it all— Now it’s time to leave the hall! What am I?

Back

Front

What am I? I held your crayons, your glue, your dreams, Sometimes messy with glittery schemes. Now I’m empty, ready to part— But I kept your tools for a work of heart!

Back

Front

I’m not a subject, I’m not a rule,
But I come around when you’re done with school.
With games and food, and laughs galore—
You’ve earned this fun, that’s for sure!
What am I?

Back

Front

I’m not a subject, I’m not a rule,
But I come around when you’re done with school.
With games and food, and laughs galore—
You’ve earned this fun, that’s for sure!
What am I?

Back