My First Day at School.
An assemblage at the Prayer Hall,
Blue and white uniformed,
in the vagrant and jubilant morn,
Sure to be soiled by the busy noon,
My seniors breathed in
taunting fear, discouraging words;
For some tension, for most
Homework was not done,
A must, corporal punishment,
Sure to endure a nasty hasty
Kneel down, some even swoon down,
Hot sun and the big lecture
by the senior most matron
on the dos and donts;
I recollect boys falling like
Hot pellets or coconuts,
Wooden framed slates and
Slender chalk pieces,
Most innocent elementary
Kids use their saliva as
their solution to wipe
wrong calculation,
bags and bags and cartload
of books and hurriedly rushed
syllabus amidst stand-up
on the bench, after three hours
of bending and meticulous
writing, failures for many;
inexplicable night mares;
tortures by the pricking
parents ,perpetuated
until the next academic year.
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