here i stand
facing these inquisitive faces
searching me top to bottom
giggling, sniggering, wobbling
a pair of twenty eyes
i look left and right
as if asking for help
but then i realise
i better help myself
suddenly a gentle man stood up
walked to me and then
peered closely at me
an intimate glance
the whole class giggled again
it then struck me what was to be done
i pushed the boy a liitle away
and then stared hard
at him below his belt
the boy blushed
looked down
did not mutter a sorry
but did go back to his place
as i heaved a sigh of relief.
down and then up
trying to avoid direct eyes
then i smiled and said
aren't we here together
you and i aren't we to help each other
allow me to be myself
i shall help you to find yourself.
sreelekha premjit
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/teacher-s-take/
