And inspired by the week of love, I wrote a few words to my homeroom class.
To you, my class
This is a poem to you,
my class, my students, my smile.
To remember the moments we’ve been through,
worth flying the extra mile.
I want to express one by one,
what simple awards won’t suffice.
The appreciation of a teacher
to her students has no price.
Starting with our tiny Sun and Light,
Paula’s a joy to us all.
Jumping and laughing all the time,
Always keep on standing tall.
Europe gave the school a bunch of students,
And in my class we have a few.
Flying to Italy we meet Isabella,
a fearless dancer and kind heart too.
She is always ready to learn
and never afraid to ask.
No wonder her last name is Forte,
she is always up to the task.
From France we greet Diane
The first in the morning to say Bonjour
Tender heart and the sweetest soul
Always kind with a smile so pure.
This year she brought a new friend
And what a breath of fresh air it has been
He keeps surprising me every day
Like no one I ever seen.
By now you know who I’m talking about
Our only boy is Emile
Always cheerful, funny and sweet
He learned so fast it was surreal!
At last but not the least
The sweetest as sweet can be
Maitena your heart is made of pure gold
Hidden in secret so no one can see
Always graceful and always kind
Revealing the tenderness inside of her soul
Incredible hard worker and always on time
No doubt she will succeed in achieving her goal.
And let’s not forget the inseparable two.
The feistiest girls I’ve ever met
One is Jakaira the other is Melissa
Nothing will tear apart this incredible duet.
They’re not an open book as others
Many secrets these two share
But little by little I came to know them
And big things for them lie ahead
My story is almost complete
With the last duo I’ll get to the end
And I’ll start with the brave Daniela
Who’s wisdom I have to commend.
Her incredible brilliance can’t be compared
Always focused from start until the end
An Aspiring star with a great path ahead
Sharing the happiness wherever she goes
And speaking Korean as only she knows.
And my dear darling Divanni
What to say that wasn’t mentioned before
Besides the dedication that we can’t ignore
And being a sweetheart I’ve always adored.
Always helpful and respectful of others
Shining in secret waiting to open her wings
And fly far away to meet her hopes and dreams
This class story will have a beautiful end
Maybe Science, Literature or baking who knows?
The important is that I’m here to guide you all
From DR, Portugal or wherever the wind blows.
Hope you know how proud I am to be
your teacher
Proud of every single one of you
It has been lovely to go through
this journey together
And being here to celebrate Valentine’s
with you.
T. Maria
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