I should have known better than to rely on my math reps. I should have smelled a fish. But trusting that I am, I walked out of class thinking thinking that my lesson has indeed ended and it was time for my next lesson. As I peered intently into my next class, wondering why the teacher inside seemed oblivious to my presence, I heard sniggering laughter from across the corridor from where I came. There they were, laughing away with such glee and then I realised that I had been duped.
Such fool I have been. It was embarassing and kind of funny and we all had a good chuckle. I make a note in my diary to set a more challenging paper next time round. I am certain they will find that more hilarious than this episode of my absent-minded blunder.
But mirth and merriment are indeed uplifting for the soul amidst a hurried week with so many cares. I am reminded that it is in all my beloved students a childlike quality that is both at once amusing and exasperating. But in its entirety, the spontaneous, unassuming wit is a welcomed interlude to an otherwise colourless day.
Give thanks for small mercies.
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