I'd like to send you a birthday gift. The gift that you deserve is not available for me to buy for it's made of all the good wishes someone can ever express: Have a Great Life. Every minute of your lifetime is precious. I should even say every second. Happy Birthday dear Célia.
Take this poem that seems to be written for you!
A Teacher for All Seasons
A teacher is like Spring,
Who nurtures new green sprouts,
Encourages and leads them,
Whenever they have doubts.
A teacher is like Summer,
Whose sunny temperament
Makes studying a pleasure,
Preventing discontent.
A teacher is like Fall,
With methods crisp and clear,
Lessons of bright colors
And a happy atmosphere.
A teacher is like Winter,
While it’s snowing hard outside,
Keeping students comfortable,
As a warm and helpful guide.
Teacher, you do all these things,
With a pleasant attitude;
You’re a teacher for all seasons,
And you have my gratitude!
By Joanna Fuchs
May this birthday cake come true! May you reach the sweetest part of life!
1 comment:
Thanks, my dear Ant Mada. Thanks! Thanks! Today I'm very sad. Zara is very, very sick! It was my birthday present. : (
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