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My Teacher
I can see your face
I can hear your voice
I can feel your care
Your spirit lives in me
There are too few words in my lifetime dictionary, too few for me to choose from to be able to paint a true picture of my message to my teacher.
A message not about thanks and praises, but a message of report, of how my life was carved through the fine hands of my teacher.
You showed me care, you showed me kindness, you showed me fairness, and you showed me love and respect. I have used them well and many around have received the spirit that you have given me.
I have grown and now I aged. I have learnt and now I teach. I am still young because your spirit only grew but not aged. Your spirit is a windmill of love and care that has never stopped in my heart.
I feel, I pray, I wish and I know that you have also a spirit in your heart that has grown and not aged. I feel, I pray, I wish and I know you are surrounded by your loved ones all carrying your spirit in their hearts.
I can see your face
I can hear your voice
I can feel your care
Your spirit lives in me
Written by
Michael Rocha
2nd November 2016
Dedicated to
Ms Milan Chong – Primary School Teacher at St. Paul’s Convent School
