Tuesday, 22 May 2012

First day in the school as a teacher


First day in the school as a teacher



 I was worried too much.
I had hair cut,
And nice shaving of cheeks and chine.
I did not bother mother,
Instead I ironed my shirt
Trouser and polished black shoe.
I stood before mirror,
Looked up and down,
Pulled the shirt up,
Pressed the trouser below,
Fixed the belt just in the right place.


I walked up and down
Just like in the class
Took a piece of chalk
Wrote something on the mirror of my cupboard
Looked back, as if some students are asking questions
Move faster to window to have glanced of out side.

Finally my mother asked in a sarcastic tone-
Is it not enough for to night?
-oh! Mom, you do not know.
What school mean to me?
She smiled and dragged me to kitchen.
When I reached school next day, the gate was locked.
Principal allowed me to entered
I steeped in to his office.
“So my dear man, today is your first day? I couldn't look at him.

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