The familiar, drawn out ding sounds
A hushed shuffle of feet, shh, shh, shh
make their way down the corridor
Carrying exhausted bodies, baggage
Raspy voices mutter about the weekend
and assignments fallen by the wayside
Eyes like lasers cut every which way
Skirting contact as minds
race to gather their things and
Thoughts
The final countdown occurs
as some are still clearing the sleep
from their eyes
They pour through the threshold, water
Sink into their seats
Papers rustle, crunch, bags ziiip
A hand shoots up, "Miss, what'd I miss?"
A collective audible groan resounds
as colleagues shoot daggers at their
inquisitive peer
Hello, Monday
Thank you for sharing your original work! Your choice of words and the way you arranged them in your format created the visual that is universal to every high school classroom. Your sounds and images drew me in and seated me in that room with the sights and sounds surrounding me. I, too, uttered that groan along with the colleagues at the inquisition "Miss, what'd I miss?" Amazing how that one little phrase can be like fingernails on a chalkboard to both peers and instructors! Thank you for sharing this and providing a glimpse into every secondary classroom on a Monday morning!
ReplyDeleteFirst of all I love this depiction of Monday. It captured a typical Monday in the life of high school students and the taboo of asking questions so early! The last line seems to be a sigh just like all the other students groans at their peer. I can literally hear it as if it's coming from one of the students perspectives itself. Really creative, I enjoyed reading your piece. Thanks for your share.
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