My Teacher
My Teacher
My mother was an ideal teacher
In her thinking and behaviour.
She taught me not much more
But emphasised on something from core.
She advised me
Those who read avail horse - cart,
Never tell a lie,
Don't neglect even any ash,
Obey all seniors,
Don't quarrel,
Don't steal anything anywhere and so on.
Every dawn in her lap
My school started
With many love and laughs
Her schedule class ended.
I was able to take everything in my heart
My mother was pragmatic, teacher too smart.
As a result she faced no difficulty in future..
If any by-cycle gets its own motion
The rider just hold it according to his vision-
With light paddling the by-cycle moves on.
Thus my mother became unique teacher to me.
My mother was an ideal teacher
In her thinking and behaviour.
She taught me not much more
But emphasised on something from core.
She advised me
Those who read avail horse - cart,
Never tell a lie,
Don't neglect even any ash,
Obey all seniors,
Don't quarrel,
Don't steal anything anywhere and so on.
Every dawn in her lap
My school started
With many love and laughs
Her schedule class ended.
I was able to take everything in my heart
My mother was pragmatic, teacher too smart.
As a result she faced no difficulty in future..
If any by-cycle gets its own motion
The rider just hold it according to his vision-
With light paddling the by-cycle moves on.
Thus my mother became unique teacher to me.
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