Looking at the young, fresh faces she felt a rush of enthusiasm. Teaching was not the occupation of her choice, but her love for literature and the challenge of teaching troubled teenagers had made it her vocation. In the quest to become a better teacher, she had become a learner again. She opened the book, glanced at their disinterested faces, then put it away.
“Come on, everyone! Let’s go out to the playground. And bring no book, for this one day we’ll give to idleness.”
They looked at her in surprise. One smart alec at the back remarked sotto voce, “I am sure she is quoting a poet or an author!”
As the backbenchers sniggered, the young teacher’s mocking voice rose over the hubbub.
” Can you identify the poet?”
The class erupted in laughter. She was relieved to sense a thawing in their response.
Written for dVerse. Today’s host, Ingrid, says: Use the line “And bring no book, for this one day we’ll give to idleness.” from Wordsworth’s ‘Lines Written at a small distance from my House…’ in a piece of Prosery. The rule is that Prosery should be no more than 144 words, excluding the title.