from: nov. 2006 in Poems: 2006 - 2014

‘‘English Class Group Activity
The teacher
asks us
to get into
groups
of 3.
because there’s an odd number.
Everyone rearranges themselves.
I’m horrible at this.
The 2 girls in front of me move their chairs backward
I move mine forward.
They start talking and it’s kind of awkward.
One of them is really pretty the other has huge eyes.
I become quieter draw back into my shyness.
They’re nice easy to talk to but I don’t know them
That’s my point.
This is increasingly frustrating.
I suppose the more activities we have the easier it’ll become.
I don’t like group activities.
They require interaction with others
They require too much effort.
Its always hardest the first time.
-sept. 11, 2006’