Written by: Dalila Agtani

I shivered, and dreaded her face As she put me in a test every morning I can never please her Her way or no way! This thing called EVALUATION Is so subjective It can’t be objective When one is prejudiced. But, how many ways can you peel a banana? Or, how many ways can you dress a chicken? How many ways can you put coffee in your cup? Or, how many ways can you style your hair? I catapulted to a higher ground Aha! I am on top of everything! KUDOS TO MYSELF!