Ode to a 6th Grader

6 o’clock, Thursday night, homework, Science, 6th grade.

He spaced.
I yelled.
He spaced.
I stared.
He spaced.
I smiled.
He spaced.
I looked.
He spaced.
I yelled.
He spaced.
I left.

He sat.

I returned.
He grinned.
I smiled.
He joked.
I frowned.
He focused.
I hoped.
He read.
I listened.
He wrote.
I waited.
He tapped.
I glared.
He read.
I watched.
He paced.
I waited.
He mumbled.
I spoke.
He begged.
I insisted.
He leaned.
I scratched.

Finally …
He finished.
8 o’clock.
Homework done.
Bedtime.

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