The death of an English teacher

I came across his book on English recently -the way it behaved lacking commonsense.This frail teacher pouting mouse-lips had taught us English leaving us in a daze while we had sat waiting for the bell to toll.

His own bell finally tolled yesterday for him as it did then , for us , his hapless students. He had poked fun at English, spoke by a queen. Common-sense has never been its strong point.

His book tickled many a funny bone, underside. His bones are dust but their laughter will rise.