Thousands of errands doing on the way,
A teacher enters the class,
Only to be greeted with shouts and banters
Of notorious pranksters.
"Goooood Morrrrrnnninnngg Teacher!"
All sing in chorus, the teacher seems content.
The day is spent from one class to another,
Running with books and notes, and
Remembering all the lectures.
In between all the homework and the grades,
A teacher is worried about their students.
One more future it is my hand, I
need to shape it bright, no matter
How stern I have to look, a teacher feels.
Only a day is dedicated to them when
A lifetime will not be enough to comprehend
The sacrifices they make for us.
Giving us a chance to learn and grow,
And be self-sufficient,
While we forget that they too have a life
Beyond the classroom,
Taking them for granted.