I saw him walking in the sunny midday. He was carrying a heavy load, books I guess. He walked along the crowded road. And people from opposite direction knocked his shoulder, making the load he carried almost slipped down from his carrying arm.
And I saw him stopped. He smiled. Long. Giving way to the people to pass first. Long. Until he started pacing on the road again.
Oh Lord, what kind of man is he. How could he smile while I saw line of tiredness on his face. Oh Lord, no wonder when I'm in his class I will always inspire by his kind words, his wisdom. No wonder, I will always find it hard for me to miss his class.
Oh Lord, bless him. Bless this teacher of mine. Grant him a long age and life so that others can benefit more from the knowledge he possessed.
And I saw him stopped. He smiled. Long. Giving way to the people to pass first. Long. Until he started pacing on the road again.
Oh Lord, what kind of man is he. How could he smile while I saw line of tiredness on his face. Oh Lord, no wonder when I'm in his class I will always inspire by his kind words, his wisdom. No wonder, I will always find it hard for me to miss his class.
Oh Lord, bless him. Bless this teacher of mine. Grant him a long age and life so that others can benefit more from the knowledge he possessed.
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