TO MY SHAMEEMA MISS....!!!!!!!!!

My Teacher...! My English Teacher...!

 You are my First, Last and the Best Teacher..,

You taught me not only English,

 But to love and play with relish...

When I am vague in class,

 You sharpened my views vast...

You sharpened me, the best...

 So do, I RESPECT YOU the most...

You rectified me, when I am blunder..

 You solved me, when I am puzzled..

You motivated me, when I am fed-up..

 my maam...You knew me like my mom...,

I failed to be the Hat - Trick English Topper,

 But I gained knowledge like bumper...

I am happy for your first "best out-going student"

 I swear.. I will work for it with prudent...

Miss....... I long to be your STUDENT...

You are something more than the BEST.....

                                   - J. HASIMA RUKKAIYA

                  I B Sc Nutrition

Wanting it back!!!!

The place where I got scared  when I entered,

There I met the peoples who were there like mine,

Only I heard the sounds like rhythmic tone..

"Mummy! Mummy! don't leave me here!"

She didn't understood what I said?

She knew that I easily get attached,

My teacher who was there used to say me,

It's the place where your life 

started here with cry;

in the middle with joy;

and ended with joyful cry...

I didn't get her that day, but

now I used to think it onetime per day!

I felt hard to learn as A B C......

now it's the thing that I felt very easy.,

I just learnt what life is..

there I met the teachers who were brought the brightness to me,

there I met the idiots who were brought the lights to my life,

there I got to knew myself what i am,

Now, I am just crying at my Mom "to Leave me here",

but the life goes on, i ended my schooling there...

I want those days back...

i just missing my school...

missing it a lot!!!!

                                                                  

                                                                      ---- ABIDHA RUMANA.S---