My first day as a teacher

I looked across the sea of faces,

My heart a mess of a million fears;

Fifty pairs of eyes watched me,

Some curiously, and some full of tears.

 

All the names I had to remember;

Make myself heard above their cries.

How on earth, was I, I wondered,

Supposed to make all of them wise?

 

Snotty noses, bathroom trips,

Amidst ABC and 123.

Who wanted their mamma more, I wondered,

Was it the little kids or was it me?

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