I forgot how to giggle

For anything and everything, we giggled,
As we were in teen age then.
School was like a prison to me,
Where I used to simply stare at the board.
Black board is all I remember now,
That’s where I saw algebra and trigonometry.
After school I never heard them,
But all I can recollect is (a + b)2 = a2 + b2 + 2ab,
Why in the world is in the curriculum?
For I gained nothing but inferiority complex.
My zoology teacher skipped the reproduction lesson,
Just for that we giggled a lot.
Handsome was the physics teacher,
So, I liked the subject more.
Scared like a rabbit of the chemistry class,
That used to give panic attacks.
Miss those giggles as I can’t now,
For I forgot how to giggle.

Kavitha Patchamalai

Published by Kavitha Patchamalai

I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. BY ROBERT FROST