At times, our classroom seems . . .
As big as a mob of angry chupacabras,
As small as the most skillful ninja,
Louder than the most boastful Dawson,
Quieter than the most timid Alyssa,
Colder than Ms. Mullin after a dead-cat story,
Hotter than a ’69 Camaro S.S.,
As sad as Kim seeing a dead panda,
And as happy as Christy not having to read.