To shake the hand of
To shake the hand of the principal is my goal
To uplift my parents soul
To make my teachers proud
To stand in front of the crowd
I am a student that sits in the class
But one day I will be the one holding the mighty glass
You taught me about math
But you also taught me about the on looking path
You taught me about science
But you also taught me about true friends and our alliance
You taught me about emigration
You are the one that will inspire me to fight for education
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