Dear Learners
At school, I'm like your second mom,
A nanny when you need a hand.
From Monday morning until Friday
I'll always defend your safety.
In a classroom filled with many of your peers,
Each with unique personalities and ways to steer,
I teach all of you throughout the day,
Helping you to learn, study, and play.
But it seems my teaching is not enough,
As many of you talk too much and make it tough.
The room is filled with different voices,
Talking nonsense and making poor choices.
I enforce strict discipline in the class,
So that each one of you can pass.
But when I simply scold you for misbehaving,
It upsets your parents and gets them raving.
Dear learners, do not be upset,
My corrections are made with love, I bet.
Just like my own son Kiefer,
All of you are so very dear.
To the parents, your child is dear like mine,
Together, let's help them truly shine,
With good behavior and quality education,
We'll ensure their success and future foundation.
Copyright © Shyane Roa | Year Posted 2023
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