Because there are teachers, we are here today. Good students join in remembering the grace of their teacher....
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My Teacher My Idol)
One night before Teacher's Day I sat and looked at the blank white board in front of me…the hands of the clock were still turning. But no message appeared on the white page. Except for the topic that was written in yawning handwriting: "Poem for Teacher's Day" I sat lost in my own thoughts for a long time..."Teacher...what should I write to Teacher?"
blank white paper No trace of a pen There were only words of thoughts echoing in my head. Teachers have been very grateful to me. Since that day I had the opportunity to make eye contact with my teacher for the first time. A trace of kindness still shines through my heart and never fades…
In this round world that I think is cruel In a society that I consider chaotic even family I don't know where the happiness and warmth lies. My life is like standing in a gray area. Hesitating between going out and meeting the bright light Or sink into the darkness around you
No one would care about a kid who didn't have anything like me. A little child with nothing outstanding A child who tried to hide from his bright, bright friends, but before that child could retreat further from the light. I have one hand. Pull that child out into the light
That little child is me. And those hands were the hands of the teacher. The teacher's light shone kindness and gentleness upon me. And make me know I'm not alone There are still teachers who still care about me. Another person understands me. Moreover, the teacher is also the one who gave me many opportunities... and also teaches It encourages me to be strong.
Stand firm in life amidst the storms of life that surround you. And it is also the teacher who always pushes me to grow. Finally got good It's because the teachers never cared about what they'd get in return...
The white paper was still as white and clean as before…but it was not empty. There was love and respect for the teacher in every molecule of this paper. "Teachers are my idols." All the time, the teacher taught me to always think that A family that isn't warm doesn't cause us problems. If we're strong enough Teachers are examples of strength, patience, and openness.
The teacher always showed me that In a world that no matter how cruel If we are strong and patient We'll get through this. And when we've passed We must be generous in pulling our friends through with us. and because of the teacher's teachings Making the life of a child who had nothing
Become an activity kid that everyone knows Become a senior that the younger ones love. and become a proud student of the school
Today, I am a university student. My teacher's teachings are still as clear as when I was a little girl. I still can't imagine that. If there is no teacher What will my life be like? If I don't have those hands to pull and push me Will I be able to walk on a good path like this? For me, a teacher is not a boat for hire. that takes you across to reach the shore
The third grace is even more beautiful. It is the light that lights the way for students well.
A little candle flame slowly illuminated the disciple's path.
The path with the hands of a teacher showing you the way
Prakrong love pushes students forward.
I only hope that the little disciple will do well.
Teacher's Light Still bright Always in the hearts of students. Thank you "teachers" for showing a good path for students to walk on...
White paper filled with feelings for teachers Still without message The poem is still empty. I don't have a poem to send on Teacher's Day. I have a teacher, but I don't have a poem. That paper is blank. There is a feeling of gratitude that has no rhymes.