MY CLASS

REEMA SHARMA, class IX, Middle Gyalshing Secondary School

My class is nine,                                          

and we are not so fine.                             

When a teacher is teaching,

we start with our screaming.

When our teachers scold,

our ears they hold,

and when they hold our ears

our eyes become full of tears.

When Math period starts,

we seem to be blind,

because we are one of a kind,

my class is nine,

and we are not fine.

We always play a game,

as usual the same,

we are not fine,

because we are class nine.

But then o' ye dear friends,

please don’t mind,                                      

I will tell you one thing,                            

although we are not fine,                         

study we must,                                           

for our future we must not destruct.