She stands there sometimes with a smile, other times with a frown. As she stands there she keeps a look out for misbehavers. She acts like a lioness, watching out for her cubs. She loves them, each in.  different little ways. Like a mother she takes time out of her life to help her children. Working hard to help them out but she can't always get to them all. Those that she gets to sometimes say they don't need her or her help, but she knows they do. So she tries even harder to earn their trust. Which they should give her for the time she has taken from her life to help them even when her husband is ill. She deserves much respect from all. She has my trust and respect.   She has my trust and respect. She has chhanged my life in many ways that I can't explan. I love her as if she was family. She is sweet, caring, loving, trustful, nice, funny, and very brave to try and make a difference in these kids lives. I will always remember what she has done for me. All because she is my teacher; avery great and wonderful teacher that I have written this poem for. Thank you is all I really know what to say. I hope that we will get to know eachother more and more each day. I don't want this poem to end because I have so much to say, but it must end some day. So I hope to end because I have so much to say, but it must end some day. So I hope that you know in your heart from mine that I love you in a friendship and thankful way.     Happy Teacher's Day

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سلام مهسا جون،،،اين نوشته خيلی قشنگ بود،،جدّی روز معلم هست؟؟اگه آره که روزش مبارک..موفق باشی خانومی

maryam

اااا روزه معلمه؟اخييی يادش به خير يه دسته گل پژمرده تو دستای عرق کرده ی ما سره صف!اجازه خانم برا شماست اين!:*