Sitting down,
doing what I usually do..
write!
''HAHAHA'' what I heard behind me,
I looked behind I see my friends
I know they're laughing but it's too much!
I'm doing something really important and they should respect me.
on my left half of my class mates,
wandering around the class,
look somewhere else one of them talks loudly,
which makes me say to myself ''wow, what a big she has''
please just stop!
it's a school!
not a fish market!
unfortunetly I'm too shy to scream,
but you litrally can see steam..
coming out of my ears.
Chaos here, chaos there!
no one respects the teacher,
to prove it some of them are playing with their hair,
as if they don't care,
''stop before I start to swear! '
I said to myself.
This is too much noise!
the last thing we need is the teacher jumping out
of the window.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So true!