 My English Teacher
By Ven. Horowpothane Sathindriya
Originally Published in the Sunday Observer on the 14th of March 1999.
Kind and gentle words,
Not from his lips but from his heart
Never gets angry but beautifies
His face with smiling.
Student is encouraged like his own child
Teaches and works on time
Speech and deeds are impeccable
Saves his time and doesn't miss
The opportunity to serve humanity
No pride, no jealousy but down-to-earth
Realistic and humble.
Wherever I go and will be,
My teacher is always in my memory
He is a great, memorable and unforgettable
Person in our society.
When I think of his remarkable teaching,
There is no way to show my gratitude
My teacher, I am indebted to you
To fulfil my duty and show my gratitude,
I serve the people without expecting
Anything in return from them.
I never forget you
Frequently, I wish and bless you,
For longevity, healthy life and happiness,
From the bottom of my heart!
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