Dr. Juice

Directions carefully placed in the pocket of my pea-coat,

And notebooks, folders, pencils secured in my striped tote.

I departed for German, class starting at nine,

Our instructor made more sense, I understood fine.

After German I left in a hurry,

My internship started at eleven, and you know how I worry.

I was shocked to find children all sprawled about,

Yet the classroom had order, I can report without doubt.

I introduced myself as Amalia, an American with a cat,

While the children sat quietly, they seemed eager to chat!

On colors and animals was today's lesson,

I read "The Three Little Pigs," pausing with discretion.

I made my way home and prepared my lunch,

Then watched some TV while I proceeded to munch.

I found myself yawning and decided to nap,

Then prepared for my second journey, double checking the map.

I made it to piano with time to spare, 

Public transport in Wien is fantastic, though I have little to compare.

I enjoyed the lesson, and look forward to more,

I think practice will be relaxing, rather than a chore.

At the end of the day I was tired indeed, 

But was pleased to play peek-a-boo with a baby in need.

His grin and laugh sent me home rather smitten,

But now I must sleep, since my poem is written.