Teachers, Do They Have A Life? Poem by Kassie Webb

Teachers, Do They Have A Life?



I am in class taking anatomy & physiology lecture
Oh! I am so tired I can not even stare at the teacher
He is so talkative & talks too much, as he has a PHD in literature
I can not even take a note, I do not care
I can not wait to see him walk out through the door.
Monday is always boring
But, not as boring as that old slim teacher, who moves like a string
I can't take it anymore shall ask permission
- Leila Light

Where do all the teachers go?

Where do all the teachers go
When its four o'clock?
Do they live in houses
And do they wash their socks?

Do they wear pajamas?
And do they watch TV?
And do they pick their noses
The same as you and me?

Do they live with other people
Have they mums and dads?
And were they ever children
And were they ever bad?

Did they ever, never spell right
Did they ever make mistakes?
Were they punished in the corner
If they pinched the chocolate flakes?

Did they ever lose their hymn books
Did they ever leave their greens?
Did they ever scribble on the desktop
Did they wear old dirty jeans?

I'll follow one back home today
I'll find out what they do
Then I'll put it in a poem
That they can read to you.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kassie Church 22 October 2012

hahaha well im still researching what teachers do back home

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A B 19 October 2012

LOL this one an amazing poem...all the frustations you have on one teacher being removed....there are good teachers as well as serious ones too, but they all are human beings like me n you......... only a teacher can now provide proper comment once he/she reads this poem..... Meanwhile waiting for one more poem of yours 'what teachers do back home'! : -)

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