When teachers shook their heads at our shenanigans
As we rejoice during their absence, All worries and concern absent
But all the while, Looking anxiously at the door,
For any signs of interruptions
Hidden test papers, late project works,
Dreaded result days, Forged applications,
The burning effects on our flogged bottoms,
And the yelling produced All Come flashing by in my mind
Laughing and crying as i chatted, with my high school memory,
I noticed something- what I value now,
Aren’t my grades, No, what I Value now,
Are only memories made
Dzüveno Keyho Class 9(2018)