One Job... May Change My Life

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To see a child smile,

To witness knowledge gained,

To know that all the while,

I will never be ashamed,

To call these children my students,

Their minds an endless place,

To make that kind of difference,

Would put a smile on my face,

A teacher they may call me,

And a teacher I may be,

But in actuality I'm the student

Because they are teaching me.

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