From A to Z,

And from zero to infinity.

You feed me with education everyday.

Holding my hands,

You guide me to get my hands,

On my handwriting copy tracks.

 

Singing the rhymes together,

I start to open my mouth

With you, Teacher.

 

By your class and homeworks,

And checking them with red pen.

You edited my mistakes.

Your stick and sit-ups,

I loathe, but at times you gave me,

When I let you down.

 

Remember, Pilots, Doctors, Lawyers

And Businessman, whoever they are,

They are just your proud products.

 

Though register, blackboard and chalks,

With table and chairs each,

Takes away your half life,

You shared selfless lesson,

By your tireless tongue.

And it's the key of my life.

 

So not by blood,

But through education, Teacher,

You are my precious parents.