Thursday, April 7, 2011

The New English Teacher

The New English Teacher

You know how it is in September

The first day back

Trying to come to terms with the new colour scheme

The wall, immaculate in magnolia

Doors, the worse for blue

Who’s new you wonder

As you notice the empty locker

Cleaned out except for the rubber band

And the heavily pencilled copy

Of ‘Getting to grips with English’

A limp handshake

And you feel as if you knew Miss Brody all your life

The little hen like movements of the head

The turn of phrase

The play on words are all so familiar

That you suddenly find yourself

Scanning the picture of last years staff outing

Trying to find a place for her in the line up,

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