(Female teacher with dark hair and a braid, a white collared shirt and black vest and skirt passes out paper to young girls at wooden desks in a classroom)

My teacher

Where should I hit my head, teacher? 

After all, you were alone in the world,

I loved you with all my heart

Your love is world famous

It is my duty to glorify your name

I broke my pen without describing you

I have no energy to write to you

I got it from the white paper. 

Why did you take another class? 

At least you could fill it

I remember I want to cry

My sweet time with you.

He always encouraged me, 

I don’t want to leave you alone for a moment

I write poems only for you

Kind, for a girl as big as my father.

I have a pain near my heart

A piece of my heart was torn out

I am always with you Rayhonjon

He smiled and laughed once.

He lied that he will get it next year 

I wish I had this teacher again

May we also laugh with eternal joy

The lessons are also good, the voice is pleasant.

My dear teacher is different anyway, 

Teaching style, style is different, 

 trained thousands of disciples, 

He is interested in learning until the age of seventy. 

It will always remain in my heart, 

I will raise your name to the sky, 

My heart trembles when I hear your name 

My eyes are happy every time I see it.

May he always be healthy

Let the sun of reason shine in the sky

This is my great teacher

His patience is equal to the universe. 

My teacher is my teacher, my shield is like my mother

I’m alone in this world, real,

teachers are a masterpiece

Always be healthy, my only one

Author: historian, geographer 

Sobirjonova Rayhona

I am Sobirjonova Rayhona, a 9th-grade student of the 8th general secondary school of Vobkent district, Bukhara region. I was born in December 2008 in the village of Cho’rikalon, Vobkent district in an intellectual family. My mother and father supported me from a young age. I am also interested. I started writing in my 3rd grade. My first creative poem was published in “Vobkent Life” newspaper. In addition, many magazines were published in America’s Synchaos newspaper, India’s Namaste India magazine, Gulkhan magazine, Germany’s RavenCage magazine and many other magazines and newspapers. my creative works have come out. I actively participated in many contests and won high places and received many gifts. Creativity is my precocious nature. I am very interested in creativity and enjoy every line. Of course, I will become a great person and bring the name of my country Uzbekistan to heaven, God willing!!!