The Teacher's Happy

                         

The Teacher's Happy

She came hurriedly
to an unswept classroom
passing
paper balls on the floor,
avoiding the fallen flower vase
on her path
ignoring the culprits
who deserve punishment
in an ordinary day.

With open mouth and wide eyes
pupils stare
thinking of
the impending doom.
Anticipation is mountain high.
Consequences follow
sure as Hell.


  Spectacled eyes
throw a wicked smile.
For, it is the way
to rejuvenite
the frozen minds
of the imbeciles.

This is her day.
Victorious, triumphant, fulfilled and vengent
she looks straight
into the eyes of defeated souls.

Dropping the papers with a thud
on the desk,
straightening the table cloth with her finger tips,
picking the chalk from the edge of the table,
She  wrote on the black board,
SECOND TERM TEST.

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