serendipity 一 poems

teachers

I know you now

I know you not

Your flapping arms

Your jumping feet

The Makeup piles

The forced enthusiasm

Your Un-Organization

That's dread of my grades

Please go away

Do come back not

I'll have to say

I'm sorry for telling

But I was asked

I had to answer

Your wrongdoing

Your lies of hate

Your misplacement of our grades

Your principal will surely talk

About your unclaimed wrongs

So good luck to you

And good luck to me

For I will need it

Because it's a cycle

that will indeed repeat

-Ji

So a teacher claimed we never turned our project in. We had indeed placed it in her very hands. She lost it!! And she gave us a zero for it?! It's not our fault! My grade literally was like a train crash. It went from high to almost failing!!! She's unbelievable! So then...I was talking to a friend about it.... And the principal was behind us... So he overheard and asked me what happened... He's the principal of course I had to answer truthfully.... Good luck, Lady Words ;)

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