School Theme 14. Oh, My Teachers! Poem by Konstantin Ananin

Oh, I hate my teachers!
They’re quite boring creatures
Because they have big fingers
And very often linger
Over the silliest things:
‘What to do’ and ‘How to think’.
And that’s all when the break begins
As if the know all my sins.
They put me through the wringer,
But I’m always the winner:
Because I’m a quick thinker,
When they count on the fingers
Of their hands the things I’ve done,
I know what I’ll tell of some.
Of course, the bigger the fingers,
The longer the time we linger
In the classroom after the ring.
I hope you’ve guessed what I mean.