"Don’t be mad, Miss A., but I lost my essay.
I didn’t know they were due today."
But today’s the day I’m figuring your grade,
So… be afraid. Be very afraid.
By mid-morning, my classroom’s in disarray;
Papers and trash every which way,
The mountains of papers piling up on my desk
Have moved beyond frightening and into grotesque.
Gazing around, I can’t hide my dismay,
Lessons and textbooks and backpacks, oh my!
All these things my job does feature,
Welcome to the life of a teacher!
1 comment:
Dear Rix,
Changing your quote and what you're reading/listening to at the moment doesn't count as an update.
Love,
*tara
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