New Class

Walking in
to 27 bright faces.
All eyes on me
waiting for direction.
Some burning questions
stir in me head.
Who trusted me
to teach a classroom?
What class did I take
that could prepare me
for this?
A boy lays
giggling on the floor.
Another is standing,
no jumping on a chair.
A boy just shoved
all his books off his desk.
Here comes the principal
to take one to his office.
18 boys.
7 girls.
Welcome to 2nd grade!