Today’s things are: buzz, July, load
Today marked the start of week two of our school term. July was passing into August, and in front of us Miss Teresa had a look that said: “OMG, another eight weeks with this lot.”
It must have been quite a load for her to carry as she took in the normal buzz of kids discussing everything but the lesson she was trying to teach.
Our class was supposed to be the gifted and talented class though I am sure she questioned the manner in which the class was selected. We had our share of precocious kids, you know the sort, the one’s who’d read To Kill a Mockingbird and claimed to understand it. Then there was Lucky Phil loaded up with useless knowledge and ever willing to part with it to any listening ear.
Though Miss Teresa tried hard, we wondered why she’d become a teacher when her contribution to the end of year play was to have us enact a swarm of bees which required us to swarm across the stage buzzing as if our lives depended on it. She stood proud of us while we shrunk from embarrassment.