Monday 19 May 2014

Rain drops in my hair

In primary school we had many teachers
They came and went every year 
I guess it's not much fun teaching
So far away from the big city
I remember needing to go to the loo
I think I was in grade one or two
It was raining outside: just a little bit
I had to go and that was that: no doubting it!
I got permission to run outside up that little hill
Made it there and back as quickly 
As my little legs could! 
But that teacher wasn't happy
No, not one little bit! 
Whacked my legs with a ruler
Told me I'd taken way too long
I'll never forget that teacher
Nor how she did me wrong!


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