Inside The Classroom.

There are chairs inside, but the students are outside. The desk was there one minute, the next it’s not. The chalk board is unclean, and so is the whiteboard. Parts of the wall have vandalism written on them, as well as the chairs. The prof was to arrive 50 minutes ago, still he’s not there or anywhere in the college for that matter. Do you know where you are? You must be in a College classroom.

                College classrooms come in all forms and sizes. In our University, there are tiny classrooms, classrooms with no electric fans, classrooms with not enough chairs and some don’t even have lights. Our classroom, Room 203, doesn’t have enough chairs, no fans, and it feels like a sauna when it gets too hot.

                It’s true. I have never liked this classroom. But I love it nevertheless. Why you ask? Its because of the fact that I share this classroom with my classmates and friends. When the prof is not present, or when he is late, we sit around, doing nothing and we just play around like a bunch of 10 year-olds. Yes. the classroom may lack in all the facilities students deem to be important for their comfort, but even so, we choose to ignore it when we are with friends. Because what the classroom lacks, we make up for it by making the most of what we do have. The thing we have apart from our limited resources is each other. On days when the prof thinks it’s a good idea to NOT show up, we teach other things professors will never teach us, things that we are supposed to learn on our own. I’m not going to say here what it is, but you get it don’t you?

                Everyday,we leave room 203 with something new in our heads, something that we never expected to learn.  We never expected to make friends, but we did. We expected the prof to be a punctual man, but he’s not. We never expected him to be so accommodating, but he is. And we never  expected to love room 203, but again….we did.