Teachers who didn't teach me,
Found me sweet and quiet,
Teachers who taught me raised their eyes to Heaven and sigh.
Being tall I was dubbed Lady of the last desk,
I was very lazy except for my tongue,
That never stopped talking in whispers and joking,
Disturbing others who laughed loudly,
I pretended meekly to do my lessons,
Whilst those who laughed were punished.
I was too lazy to raise my hands to answer questions,
Found the task colossal,
My body and mind refused,
Even to go to the blackboard to solve problems.
Our school was Muslim co-ed,
Girls sat on one side,boys on the other,
Being talkative I ended up sitting with the boys,
That was okay with me and them,
Girls are mean and telltale,
Boys enjoy pranks,
Are friendly and helpful,
I never filled my pen with ink,
Every boy donated few drops till my pen was full,
Some would label my books,
Share their things and even help with homework,
Which I mostly finished in school.
Though I was lazy and naughty,
I was not mean or hurtful,
My peers enjoyed being my friends,
They said I gave life to the class atmosphere.
13/11/2024