Thanks to teachers by parents on the last call in verse

Poems on the last call

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Today I wish on behalf of all parents

To say simply "thank you" to all of you!

After path of the teacher, the teacher

Timeless beautiful words.

Thank you for having forgiven their antics,

And just because you know children:

Because suffered intolerable filth

And heated them all his warmth.

Thank you for what has always been side by side,

Waging a difficult trail for our children.

Thank you for the necessary wisdom nucleoli

And for understanding their young ideas!

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Thank you for your knowledge, scientific wisdom

Which you shared with his disciples,

Thank you for your sincere youth

Which is eternal, has always been with you.

Thank you for your heart, thank you for the soul,

For the eternal echo of everyday spring.

Thank you for having taught them to listen,

Always grasp the depth of novelty.

Thank you for everything you have given forever

Everyone, without exception graduates.

We kowtow to all of you donate heart,

Health and happiness to you, teachers!

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Thank you for your childhood that you saved,

What about the children believed in our knowledge,

Thank you for the wisdom that they have instilled in you -

From a pure heart, simple words!

Thanks to teachers

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How many sleepless nights and worries!

How many notebooks and how much patience!

Thank you, thank you, thank you for everything!

For an eternity as a moment!

We wish you good luck in everything,

Less and less sadness worry!

Suppose that every day, your life is in full swing,

I bow to you from all generations!

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When the last bell will ring,

And children will scatter like birds.

Teacher every sad again

He was again good, I can not sleep.

You, magic, keeps the Earth!

Thank you for the quality of work!

Thank you for all teachers,

For the souls of the particle and care!

Thanks verses from parents

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Let this day a little sad,

After all, our children are young.

And tear the heart feelings

In the temples, as if the bells.

And so well that today

There us who to thank -

Teachers that taught

How in the world children live.

During the thanks that have managed,

Well educated people.

Let the party go snowstorm

We wish you new ideas!

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Suppose that every day gives you wings

Health let you down.

Let it be in the house of abundance,

Everywhere you will find good luck!

Wish you all so eager

And bowed at the feet of you,

For the year ended too academic,

Leave the children knowledge temple.

Thank you for your knowledge,

And for the love and kindness,

For your strength and effort,

For children in the faith and dream!

Poems thanks to the last call to the school principal

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Any clear, always and everywhere,

That the school holds so proudly,

With a team of people,

Who runs a firm.

Director of ours - a reliable person,

On it, I can say, without delay,

There - live century -

Native School. No doubt about it,

You - a wise commander, head,

You - sensitive, unscrupulous teacher,

You - above all, a friend, then a teacher,

Who gave the most important lesson!

Last call

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Thank you, our director,

Because we forgive mistakes,

Because our class windy

The track rail.

Thank you for your patience

And just the warmth of the heart.

Today, we are a little bit older,

Thank you for the beauty -

The beauty of the soul, that warmed

All of our school year,

And the wisdom that guarded

In that way - from beginning to end

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Dear Director of the school,

Respectfully say:

You - a cheerful and funny,

Thank you for everything:

What we always understood,

There were other and shoulder,

We relied on him -

With him it was none of it.

And they cursed and reproached,

P ouchali as they could.

  They understood and loved

Generously cherished childhood.

Verses Director

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Being a school principal is not easy.

This burden lay on your shoulder -

  Answer any questions,

  Just be perfect

You do an excellent job with her,

Wise leader, the captain of our school.

  Next to you, we have become wiser,

And not only by age or older.

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  Every year - for sadness sadness

Again the day of parting arrived.

  We wish and new victories,

  And health, and many old are you,

For your hard work appreciated,

  And the students were obedient,

  Certificates were given to all,

  And so there was no problem at the school.

We wish you a bright moments,

  And wish you good mood.

  Thanks take from us!

  Remember often our class!

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  Wise, just, our director,

This is our last bell rings.

  We leave school forever,

Full of hope and anxiety,

We rush towards the new.

Your gaze, first stern became sad.

Our class, like a ship on the shores of

  School cute too ready to sail.

You Makhnev hand in farewell,

  Always remember our friendly class.

And, together, we promise

  Be nice - as you have taught us.

The script on the last call 9th ​​grade in school

The scenario of a holiday at school last call for students in grade 9

entitled RAINBOW OVER US

The stage is decorated with a summer garden. There are a few benches in the sky - the sun and clouds (copies, the sun is the light for the film, and is bonded to the cloud, "sky" wool). Lead - a student of junior and senior classes. For the performance you need to prepare a dance titled "School Waltz" with the participation of high school students. The skit is involved Goldfish - disguised as a high school student wearing a wig and a suit, dress better.

At the center of the stage - a pedestal for a goldfish. It should be portable, so that later it can be put among the spectators. In the background - a tree for the blue bird of happiness. Also, according to the scenario on the last call to be blank rainbow. For example, the strips of fabric colors which are in a rainbow. There will be the role of the Blue Bird.

Exit:

In the background fanfare.

Output of the master.

Moderator:

Here behind the 9th grade,

And we have to see off the honor.

There are so many in fact for us.

And we all understand it!

Moderator:

We have school - like a sweet home.

Here we come with hope,

Know the school, we are always with you!

And you are with us again, as before.

Moderator:

This spring day we are not just pleased passed the test. We are aware of how changing our lives. We all wish that our desires are easily fulfilled, but we know ... oh, what's that?

On stage there is a goldfish. Sounds her song - the music of the song S.Slepakova, lyrics Goldfish:

All will remember a long time discharge,

All will remember a long time discharge.

Graduation You will enjoy your stay,

Exhaust your all remember, exhaust your - and permanently.

And I'll help, I'll help, I'll help,

Here, I'll help, I'll help, I'll help.

You're lucky, I'll help, I'll help,

They will not help, they do not help, and I will help.

Moderator:

In my opinion, it is a goldfish.

Moderator:

Why is she a man's voice?

Moderator:

Well, in the learning process, many fragile soul grubeyut.

Fish,

you who called? Fish: I myself come. Your graduation today in my 20,000th. Where is my pedestal?

He sits on a pedestal.

Moderator:

Yes indeed. We deserve it. We all have wishes.

Fish:

Well, put them into my pedestal. And I went to the next outlet.

Fish out.

Pedestal take out into the hall.

It desires to take off the papers.

Moderator:

Here's a small gift for all guests. And we continue our holiday.

Moderator:

Yes, and I want to believe that we, the younger classes, too, will in all luck. This will help us to ... oh, what's that?

In the hall there is the Blue Bird (costume - like Indian, but blue feathers). Song of the Blue Bird music Oleg Miami, "Unforgettable" lyrics:

Again, good luck waiting for it everywhere and we wait.

Again, live the dream, a song we sing them his.

Blue Bird with a kind word we let sound.

And the dream will become a bit closer.

Unattainable, even if the dream sits on a palm.

Inexhaustible, let everyone help luck bird.

Ultramarine color for you and let it spread.

There is no need to lose heart, we never.

Moderator:

Who are you?

Blue bird:

I bluebird luck.

Moderator:

This is me her name! But I do not think it was an Indian.

Blue bird:

Big deal. Where is my tree?

Moderator:

Vaughn.

Blue Bird is arranged in a tree.

Moderator:

And we should continue to provide.

Blue bird:

think. Then I'm leaving. And whoever touches my tree around is lucky.

Blue Bird leaves.

Wood carried into the hall.

Moderator:

Our evening draws to a close. Let the final bell sounds. You can hear a bell ring. In the sky a rainbow.

Moderator:

Much is yet to come, and let us help around the color rainbow.

Moderator:

And we helped the Goldfish and Blue Bird. The evening continued with a banquet and entertainment.