’Twas the end of the year, when all through our new school,
Not a teacher was stirring; not even a joule.
The halls were quiet and the blackboards were bare
In the hopes UTS students soon would be there.
In the Withrow Auditorium, two seats were up high,
Installed on the balcony, soon to vivify.
The first piece of balcony balustrade was in place,
Allowing one’s imagination to envision the space.
The rigging is installed; and some curtains are hung
Ready to fall when the last song is sung.
In the Jackman Theatre, they call it the “dance floor”
Resilient layers of sponge and plywood that serve to enliven the score.
The classrooms boast doors that are already there
Soon to open the world to students who dare.
The PA system is in place, and exit signs are on high
Ready for the time when students’ return is nigh.
On the green roof, reddish plants nestle snug in their bed,
Visions of spring dance in their heads.
Gender-inclusive washrooms lie in waiting,
Each room private to be accommodating.
Etched in the walls are architectural reveals,
Ready for 12 historic benches that invoke our ideals.
The old and the new are coming together as one.
A beautiful new building where we all will belong.
Wish you all a wonderful holiday season!