Hand Raised Waiting

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forty-two... The bell is ringing,

take your seats

I've got my highlighter ready to go

We're on the chapter about ancient Greece

And I am itching for the reading show

The teacher opens up the heavy book

I clear my throat,

I get ready to shine

She asks the room who wants to start

I know this section entirely by heart!

My hand is up in the air

I am reaching for the ceiling,

I swear!

The teacher knows it,

the whole class too

I just want to read the textbook to you!

Yeah, my hand is up in the air!

Seven kids are staring at my desk

Hoping that she calls on anyone else

I sit in silence doing my best

Keeping my fingers locked on the shelf

My arm is straight,

a statue of steel

Waiting for the magic words to be real

She looks around and sighs with a smile

She hasn't called on me

in a while!

My hand is up in the air

I am reaching for the ceiling,

I swear!

The teacher knows it,

the whole class too I just want to read the textbook to

you!

Yeah, my hand is up in the air!

Just let me read the paragraphs

Ignore the whispers and the little laughs

I've got the voice,

I've got the drive

Reading aloud makes me feel alive!

My hand is up!

Yeah, it's still up!

Please just call on me! (ahhhh)