not simply to offer a fleeting thank you,
but to honor our second parents, our teachers.
You are the hands that helped us rise,
the voices that taught us to believe,
the steady light guiding our way through a sprawling world.
Where the world demanded quick answers,
you gave us the courage to ask hard questions.
Where doubt whispered weakness,
you taught our voices to rise.
You stood at the frontier of every young mind—
patiently shaping, guiding, and believing.
With every lesson, every correction, every quiet word,
you inked far more than facts into our minds:
you inked confidence into our hearts,
teaching us to walk with pride.
Your sacrifices may pass unseen.
Your daily battles may remain unspoken.
But every life you have touched bears the indelible mark of your devotion.
Your patience became our compass;
your faith in us became the fire that refu
