Dear First Graders
Dear First Graders,
The school year is starting
Everything is brand new.
Let me tell you a secret,
I am scared too.
You are going to make new friends
And learn so much
Keep your hands to yourself
Because others we do not touch.
We stand in line and follow behind
We raise our hand, we sit not stand.
When others speak we listen
We always remember to share.
When someone is hurting
We do our best to be there.
You are just starting your journey
One I have long since travelled.
We will all work together
So our society won’t unravel.
You think you are small
But really you are so big
We all have gifts and talents
But sometimes we have to dig.
Keep your mind open
Be honest and fair
Try your best each time
Hard work will get you there.
One day you will look back
Today will seem long ago.
Keep today in your heart
Everywhere you go.
I am just your teacher
I must seem so old.
I’m still just a kid too
Or so I am told.
My school days are behind
Yes, that is true.
But this is my first teaching job.
I get to share it with you.
Sincerely,
Ms. Moo
PS I’ll miss you
In grade two.
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