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Head of the Class

My heart sank, her buttery sweet voice
summoning me to the front of the class
I stood there chalk in hand, with my shoulders slumped
The question she asked, for the answer she already knew
She chose not to teach, but rather to embarrass me
I was not a welcome guest, Hallowed Halls of learning didn't seem to fit
I stared emotionless at a blackboard covered in white chalk dust
Laughter filled the room until I could shrink no further
Oh how I wished I could disappear, escape to my place of daydreams
Then the teacher called on one of her special ones
The girl with perfect clothing, a perfect smile, she was the apple of teachers eye
That favoured girl removed the chalk and burden from my hand 
Red faced, I returned slowly to my place of shame
I sat there in my wooden desk, with my blue eyes turned down

Perfectly put in my place at the head of the class!


For  FJ's "Jaw Dropping Contest"

Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2016

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Maurice Rigoler Date: 6/16/2016 9:00:00 AM Sounds like one of many experiences I had when in grammar school! Appreciate your comment on my poem Hermit Crabs. Best to you. / M Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 6/16/2016 9:51:00 AM My pleasure Maurice. Sorry to hear we had similar school days.

Red Fiery Date: 6/3/2016 2:19:00 AM I really enjoyed this write...all the best for the contest...Hugs ~Red Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 6/3/2016 8:34:00 AM Thanks Red, hugs Rick.

Demetrios Trifiatis Date: 5/31/2016 7:30:00 AM Fantastic writing my friend, Richard! You did great in your life but "the apple of teachers eye" I am certain she didn't do as well! Good luck and a seven, my friend! Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 6/2/2016 12:49:00 AM My hope is that she did do well. Thanks for such a kind response.

Poet Destroyer A Date: 5/31/2016 3:50:00 AM the best of luck in the contest Richard... ~Linda~ Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 6/2/2016 12:49:00 AM Thanks Linda.

Miraj Raha Date: 5/30/2016 12:18:00 PM This is totally my story.straight into fav Sir Richard. Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 5/31/2016 12:13:00 AM Thanks my friend Miraj. I'm sorry this is also your experience.

Tim Smith Date: 5/30/2016 10:58:00 AM Wonderful story Richard. I wonder if after time some teaches forget why they became teachers in the first place. I know in coaching I get the most joy out of helping the ones who struggle. Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 5/30/2016 11:07:00 AM You have the right attitude Tim. I'm sure you make a real difference to them.

Eileen Manassian Date: 5/30/2016 10:53:00 AM I remember reading this to my Reading Club, Richard.....It is such a moving write. Good luc in the contest. It's a good thing I wasn't around back then...I'd have come to your rescue...and put her in her place....outside of the class. ;) Hugs Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 5/30/2016 11:06:00 AM Thanks Eileen, I would have appreciated the help. Hugs Rick.

Charlie Smith Date: 5/30/2016 9:22:00 AM Always having an answer, I can hardly relate. But I suppose some might. Adequately written Richard, now take your seat. Good luck in the contest, well done... Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 5/30/2016 10:00:00 AM Thanks Charlie, I had a few errors that I have now corrected. I appreciate the good luck.

Mama Bear Date: 5/30/2016 8:46:00 AM Nicely written avoiding the title of Dummy Too bad the teacher was the dummy. Good luck in the contest Love Mom Should send her a book LOL Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 5/30/2016 10:01:00 AM I still remember her name. Thanks Mom, love ya.

Scott Thirtyseven Date: 5/30/2016 8:25:00 AM A great take in the contest title. A well rounded entry, full of imagery and passion. Nicely done. Login to Reply Richard Lamoureux Date: 5/30/2016 8:34:00 AM Thanks Scott. ;0)