Hour 13;

Hour 13

“I am a writer”, I tell them
“That’s great” they smile
But they still ask what my profession is!
And so, I started teaching

I stood inside the classroom
Books and chalk in hand
I was greeted by chaos and paper planes

I tried teaching them english and math
But they had different plans
They taught me life is not easy!

They ran around the class
Doodled my caricatures and
Sang loudly when the principal was passing by

But the day, I really opened my heart
And bent my ideals to match their innocence
And sang and danced with them
We became one class; Class 3A

Amidst the mayhem, we found laughter and camaraderie
I felt fortunate to witness
Young minds taking flight
I became a learner too
I learnt teaching is a comedy show
But what a show!

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