The clown

The clown with a happy face

he never failed to smile

and he never cares of what others think of him

of whatever happens

he will just smile and laugh

and simply say,

"Teacher, we should have fun!"

There's not one single day

I ever seen him without his smile and laughter

He loves to amuse himself

by making the class a disaster

and he will smile cheekily

as if nothing to worry about,

"Teacher, we should have fun!"

Yesterday I was a little mad at the class

and he was the last person getting out of the class

still smiling

without a word

waiting for me to burst out on him

and he knows he will just smile

and playfully say,

"Teacher, you'll get old if you get angry!"

That playful clown.

I wonder what was behind that mask he is wearing

I have heard of his not-so-happy home

and I wonder

how he could smile and still be happy

even when the day is cloudy.

He would be running

and hiding

and jumping

and suprising

and sitting right on the floor

to wait for me to burst on him and said,

"Get up, that's dirty!"

and he will simply laugh

and let himself lie with his head right on the floor.

That clown.

That happy and playful clown.

That I wish I can understand.

and I quietly wish to learn from him how to smile even in the storm.