The A
Sitting silently in the front row
Taking in the voices around me.
My pen in hand
Scribbling in the notebook.
Days later the test arrives.
Writing as fast as I can,
Words are coming faster than I can write.
Later on the grade is posted,
a smile crosses my face.
Tears and anger spread across those around me.
"What did you get?"
"An A. I say proudly."
"How?" They all cry.
i read and listened, you did not.
I love the class as well.
That's why I got the A."