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My Favorite Teacher It might have felt lost, In the big world of old age pillars; once those tiny hands slipped away, from being her fathers fillers. From afar came Her , Assuring him Of me; and hers was I to take care of. With Her had my father shared; my falls and winter cold silences. In Amongst the marks of excellence she applauded my bits of writings, In amongst whole classes neglect she approved my ideas considerate of some `relevance`. Upheld were all those who didn’t even try; I sat silently, while she upheld My work `well described ` while, My falling drawbacks were in well disguise. It might have felt lost , If I didn’t have the direction to turn my shortcomings ; to learn a skill Beautifully to soak myself in. In whole of the chaotic chaos Set up around Me, there was one escape to fresh start with her reading of the stories ; From those each lesson she read in English literature; Her each pause and flawless dialect, gave words to my frozen picture. Now Hers are the words I speak Hers is this world I have meet; Made Me look beyond Restrictions and become this Person who Breathes this fresh air of Fiction.

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Date: 11/1/2019 10:59:00 PM
A great tribute , Sonali , congratulations on your winning placement. Hugs Eve
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Sonali Thakur
Date: 11/9/2019 5:23:00 AM
Thank you soo much Eve . I am glad you liked it.
Date: 10/31/2019 2:15:00 PM
- Sonali. congratulations on your great winning poem - // Anne-Lise :)
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Sonali Thakur
Date: 11/9/2019 5:24:00 AM
Thank you for appreciating. Means a lot:)