Dear teachers

From our business trips to washrooms between the periods that we take
And headaches and colds and drastic events that we fake

For not doing our homework the stories that we cook
To the sangya sarvanam in the middle of our maths book 



We all grumble over formulas ,theorems and its types
And wonder if algebra will ever be useful in our lives
At one point or another we’ve all wished for newton to go to hell
While every day we eagerly wait for the recess bell 



But of all the drama and ruckus that we create
dear teachers you do so much more than tolerate 

For your patience is something we truly admire
And in so many ways you constantly inspire
 


You taught us the importance,

of a life filled with books.

And never to judge one,

by its cover or looks.



we learn to apply,

the knowledge we read.

The lessons you taught us,

shall help us succeed.



You give us morals we wouldn't find worldwide
Success is failure turned inside out, you helped us realise 

Dear teachers, thank you for being there by our side
In what might be the best days of our lives. 




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