It was June and I had to see a student.
A Tuesday morning and I had to see several students.
I knew something was wrong.
I called and asked a friend for help.
I was far away, and I had to see a student.

She said she’d go round and ring the bell.
I tried to listen to the mouth of the student.
He or she was seeking my approval.
I knew something was wrong.
It was June and I was seeing a student.

I gave some useful advice. I gave a smile.
I knew something was wrong.
I wished them well, saw off the student.
The deadline was approaching for submitting the thesis.
It was late morning and I had to see a student.

I sat across from a student, faced the thesis.
And then across from another student.
I waited for my friend’s call. My friend was in London.
I knew something wasn’t right.
I worked my way through the students.