«Alone in the classroom»
Once upon a time there was a school that was good and beautiful. One day the children went to church…. and I was left…. alone…. in the classroom. They would be gone for 2 hours, not 2 hours, but 2 lesson hours. I was definitely forgotten. Now I sit alone in the classroom. I am the guardian of this class, so nothing gets stolen. Sometimes I hear footsteps!…. again…. go away. Now two or three children came to play basket they escaped the church. Again…. alone…. Now what to do? The classroom is empty, not completely, because there are bags and jackets. Everyone is in church, except some who are coming now, they probably heard that we have church and came later. The time is 8:50 in the morning, the sun is slowly starting to shine in the classroom. Let’s see how long I will have to wait.
The children forget quickly about me. I saw all the children but nobody said to me: “we have church now, will you come, or will you stay here alone”. That’s probably it, the last. Yesterday we got our grades and they all said that they’d be in the frying pan with onions, salt and pepper, and other vegetables and spices. The time passes and still they haven’t appeared. The time is now 9:20 in the morning, the sun enlightens the classroom more. The classroom is number 15 the last one, from this row, finally they are coming! 9:25
THE END
– Marisoula Katarachia