Poetry About Online Class Novels & Stories

I storm off the field in a hail of wind and storm, beyond the shaved spear grass littered with a rebellion of sunny coloured bush marigold, beyond the tra-tra-tra of the drumsticks against taut canvas, away from the silver sun and water-dyed cloud blankets. Let somebody dare stop me. Let someone just try it. I breeze into class in a gale, boiling, raging; yet not sure what i am angry about. The class is as unattended as the staff room and hallways were, with empty desks for people and void for voices. I whip my phone out of my joggers' side pocket and send an offline text to Amanda; the seventh of seven unanswered messages. It says: Hey there. Are you alive?

It was a new feature the school had rolled out just recently in an effort to globalize the institution and keep up with current trends. For most people in the shifter realm, the in person experience was what they were after. People went to school not just to get educated, but with hopes that they’d find their mates. Not to mention, you still had to attend in person classes for at least one week a month. So in the end, it made no sense realistically why anyone would want to join the online class option, so I hadn’t thought he’d take it. But from his actions, I’ve realized I took him for granted.

“It’s okay, Fran. Just take it easy and forget about it.” The rest of the day was an emotional rollercoaster, up, down, turning right, turning left. Thank God I had an online class that afternoon. It took me a while and a lot of effort, but I was able to focus on the lecture and let go of all those upsetting mixed emotions.

I know she's around and I've been avoiding her for the past two days. Things had been quiet for the past two days, maybe it was because I was always in my room. Thanks to the excursions of my classmates, classes have been online but that privilege will soon end because the excursions end in two weeks and I'll have to start attending lectures. I'm super excited and also nervous.

Before we got anything, Mellisa decided to take me round the mall as she believed that would ease off whatever that was bothering my mind, at least for a bit. “You told me that you have not attended physical lectures aside from the online classes, right for 3 weeks now. So, how have you been coping with the offline classes?” She asked me while we were going round the mall space. “Yeah, it hasn't been easy but we got to do what we got to do, to be fine. But I know that I am trying my best and giving it my all to pull through this stronger. Hopefully, I will resume school by next week, unfailingly. I know that I have missed out on some things going on in the physical class but the departmental

After a few moments of actually paying attention to the words coming out of her mouth, class soon becomes dismissed; having all students disperse from the classroom. Gianna and I rise from our seats before quickly exiting the classroom. We find ourselves standing outside in the courtyard alongside a group of other people as we begin to contemplate our decision. "When's your next class?" Gianna questions as she furrows her eyebrows at me curiously. "I'm pretty much done for today. I only have one more class but it's online and on my own accord so I'm pretty much free to do whatever." I explained, causing Giannas face to light up.

I want you to tell something. 'Sure dear, what happened?' "I am pregnant Mrs. See . Please don't tell about this to anyone, I don't know if they accept me after this or not. But I take online classes. I am sorry Mrs. See I know you trust me but ....' 'Why are you being sorry dear. It's ok you can take online classes. You only need to go once in a weak to summit your work. Is that ok dear?' Ash don't know he should cry or laugh.

At lunch I looked everywhere for him, I even sacrificed myself by going near Shawn, I just want to catch a glimpse of him, even just for a second, just once more. The bell rang. "Okay class, it's home time, make sure you study your books when you get home so you are ready for tomorrow's session. Good bye class." Everyone left. I take a long time gathering my things. I finally collect everything and exit the class. So many people in a rush to go home. They must all have plans, social plans. I'm alone. I just sit in my room and write. I sometimes think that it's useless just sitting there, no one will ever see my writing, it will just rot, like I will when I die. It's quite sad thinking about

Their collective response harmonized with a sense of anticipation, setting the tone for the day ahead. As the class settled, Mr. Ito began his lesson with an engaging introduction. The promise of exploring the enchanting realm of poetry stirred a wave of excitement within Akira. She opened her book to page 107, her eyes eagerly scanning the verses that lay ahead. The opportunity to immerse herself in the rhythm and beauty of poetry filled her with Anticipation lingered in the air, and a smile tugged at the corners of Akira's lips. As an aspiring writer and poet, her journey into the world of creativity had begun at a young age. Even in grade school, the seeds of her passion for poetry had ta

CHAPTER 73 LOU CRISTINE’S BIRTHDAY I woke up early today which is kind of strange for me. Our online classes will start next week and I am not excited about it. I thought there will be an academic freeze but the officials insisted on the online classes delivery. There are a lot of modalities amidst the pandemic. There is modular learning whereas the school or the institution will provide a module or a worksheet to answer for the students. The method I chose is Online or synchronous learning which is the most recommended in our school. With this kind of online learning, the students are required to attend an online meeting video conference through different sites preferred by the school. The