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7. When a teacher Speaks 8 My Class Room
Devashree Attarde (9C) Jui Kashte (10C)
Sometimes a teacher's voice rise just a little. Noisy, Noisy, Noisy
not because they're angry at us, The Classroom is too Noisy
but because the whole class is floating somewhere else- The teacher went out - an emergency Call
eyes on the window minds of the bell, The students now are enjoying themselves
waiting eagerly when it rings. Talking, laughing and playing games.
This my class it's my pride
They try calling our namesonce twice, then THRICE Like going on a train and taking a ride
and still we're busy whispering our tiny secrets, We all are happy and Cool
like those are more important than the chapter in front of us. Yes, Our class is the Best in School.....
Some are naughty and some are cute,
I've seen that look on their face- Some are Sweet but always mute.
not pure anger …… Yes, I agree that I am very Crazy,
more like "why won't these kids just listen for 2 minutes? But not like that who are always lazy....
A mix of tired and amused and a little bit "I give up". Some are innocent and some are shrewd,
Some are studious and are very curious.....
And honestly, when I think of it,
They’re the only ones in the room Some love to draw sketches,
trying to make us understand something that Painting the ways and the edges....
might matter later. Three of them have a funny laugh.
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So the next time the voices sharpens, louder, One is tall but not as much as a giraffe ....
I know it's not because they dislike us Few are loudspeakers,
it's because they care enough. And few are very silent.
But still after looking for the chaos begins on one second, Many times some are imitating,
the chaos begins. A Peculiar Sound they are creating.....
There are just few people,
Who knobble my brain
But, dare anyone tried to hurt them,
Because being a friend
They're my life gems.....
