Hammy's Day At School

By Sneha Tewari

On a Monday morning, snug in my bed,

I was grabbed by Timmy who kissed my head.

“ Oh,  dear ”I thought” what’s the rush today?”

“Surely this hamster deserves some say.”

He stuffed me in his bag ,with barely a care,

Between his smelly socks and underwear.

I bounced around with pencil and glue,

Wondering what on earth we are about to do.

The bus ride was wild, a true hamster fright,

I bounced with each bump, clutching on tight.

Then a lurch sent me flying, on what a show.

Landing in his lunch box ,with some crumbs below.

At school , it got worse, a genuine wreck,

I ended up tangled in a kid’s thick neck.

“ Hamster lose !” they cried , a scene of pure fun,

As a scurried  , past legs making a run.

I dashed through the halls, avoiding each shoe ,

Until I slipped  in someone’s spilled glue.

Kids laughed and cheered, and I squeaked in dread,

As I tumbled into a teacher’s tea ,head first instead.

Now soaked and sticky, smelly like tea,

Timmy found me looking a bit queasy.

He dried me off with a towel so nice ,

And slipped me back into his backpack twice.

Home at last ,in my cage, safe and sound,

From a day full of chaos all around.

Timmy swore ,”no more school for you my chum”

And I sighed  in relief, gnawing on my crumb.

So I’ll stay here cosy ,in my little spot,

Happy to avoid the schoolyard’s plot.

For the adventures of a school , I’ll pass by ,

And stay here with my wheel , under Timmy’s watchful eye.

By Sneha Tewari