For the first time,

leading my tiny hand,

The teacher who showed me the world as light.

Grab a pen and paper and draw from today

The future is yours,

You said, teacher

You are calling for goodness,

And driving away evil.

You are shining like the sun,

Starting our path towards goals.

Because of you,

I take a step into life,

With you, poetry leads forward.

I am the victim of that flawless walk,

When I aspired to a teacher like you

Azimova Munisa, 9th grade student of school 20, Bukhara city