A Chalk

So much depends 

upon

a flat white 

chalk 

shortens when teachers 

write 

pulverize to realize 

dreams

In China, we used blackboard in class, therefore a chalk is necessary. As an object, the chalks have all of my respect. When I was young; when I still had all of the vividness in my mind. I asked my teacher if the chalk has a sence of pain, would it cry as hard as I cut my finger? My teacher told me that the pain the chalk has endured is way harder than I think. It's hard to see a blackboard now, it has been replaced by the electronic whiteboard. And the chalk which I have ever concerned about, seems already accomplished its duty. Howcome, I have a sence of lose and grief. The chalks fade out of our lives silently, no one would think about them again. Their dedication and contribution are too small to be noticed. But meanwhile, they are essential and important which suppose to be memorized.