When WE Went to School

You're lucky.

We sat in rows like bowling pins.
The teacher rolled the questions
And knocked us over
One by one.

You toss answers around like basketballs.
Even when you are wrong,
Your teacher never calls a foul.

Elaine P. Bishop. I have been writing poetry since fourth grade and have taught poetry in preschools and elementary and middle schools. I work as a technical writer.