Lyrics to the head teacher at the school last call

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Everywhere have to monitor everything,

All the questions we answer in the school,

To be fair, patient, wise,

To help in difficult times.

You - the director of studies. So you are for the entire school

Assistant hope and support.

You - the director of studies. And we all carry problems

In your office. And in it there were all of us.

And on this day, happy and sad,

When the bell rings for us farewell

We want you to say thank you!

We are in the memory of your image was saved!

Poems head teacher

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The bell rings, leaving behind

And school successes and problems.

Today we say goodbye to everyone,

Who led us through the difficult path.

And the school was our navigator, without

The ship crashed knowledge would rock.

You were our schedule,

From riots to school you saved.

Thank you, the director of studies, it's all for you.

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The school documents, schedules -

Acc. Calculate to all in advance.

So many unforeseen situations ...

Being a mediator director with the teacher,

Being the link Teacher with a student ...

The director of studies - is a complex profession.

A complex, but very interesting.

The director of studies - is the heart of our school,

It will prompt solution to all problems,

Each show sympathy,

As we were on our way without him present?

You care about us always.

And today we're going timidly

In the complex and the unknown world of adults.

We often remember you.

Do not forget our cheerful class!

Last bell in the school

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Dear school head teacher!

Year over, but you - in care:

Oh, how quickly people masterful

After a rest, come back from vacation!

You can not relax in any way,

Without wasting a day or a moment ...

But we want you to wake up

Forgetting the alarm scream!

We wish you a clear dawn,

And colored beautiful sunsets!

We wish a good summer!

(And the corresponding salary!)

And when the new year begins,

And the boys back to school -

The director of studies they will smile again

All questions ready to solve!

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Who can come with bruises and black eyes? By the head teacher!

Who reconciles girls all the time with the boys? Head teacher!

  Who congratulates all on a holiday school? Head teacher!

Who will support you on a complex control? Head teacher!

Who strict with varmints, teaching them to order? Head teacher!

  Someone's hand leads in primary school? Head teacher!

  Who is most proud of the winners? Head teacher!

  Who is calling the parents at the meeting? Head teacher!

Who graduates in a new way of seeing off? Head teacher!

Who in their new life only wants happiness? Head teacher!

And who, hearing the bell ring, yet

Tear on the eyelashes can not hide?

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Director of studies at the difficult job!

  He is like a spider: among the trembling threads

In order to keep them - his concern!

  Comparison of the offense did not take!

He - like a bee: from dawn to dusk

It contains a clear rhythm school house!

  He was a teacher once,

Guys taught it just day by day ...

Now our head teacher is the pride of ours!

He is young, his work devoted to children!

Tip your important Petyam and Natasha ...

  And children love you, and the staff!

Today, one year after finishing as "excellent"

We wish you a good rest,

  Health and good luck in personal life!

(From Egypt and bring anything!)

Poems on the last call teachers by their parents

Congratulations - thanks to the teachers on the occasion of "The Last Call" from the parents of pupils of the school in verse

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Thank you, teachers of the kind,

For all the work with our children.

Your Lessons were useful to them,

Your tips they needed.

Thank you for your preface,

For the content, of course, for the prologue.

Thank you for your warm conditions

Thank you for our last call.

Because given the honor and respect,

The ability to give children expensive.

For your patience as iron

We are eternally grateful to you!

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Dear teachers!

You "thank you" want to say.

Our children are now careful

They become more aware.

We worry about them, thank you,

You taught them all.

Total of you a happy,

And patience to craft!

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Thank you dear teachers

For those who began at the school our children.

Listening to your literate speeches,

The kids learned to be responsible.

Not only because the read or write,

They live undoubtedly learned.

"Thank you" is enough to tell you,

After all, our kids have a lot!

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You teachers are smart:

In your living fountain of big ideas.

We are thankful to you

For their children's education.

And for your good care

(In class sometimes extreme)

And for your hard work -

We thank you from the heart!

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I bow to you and heartfelt "Thank you"

Our children's teachers - fathers in part,

Because our bird flock you jealous

From various ills guarded and bad weather.

Thank you for your great heart,

What works hard every day with love,

Because of wonderful books you've opened the door

And the children held in the world of knowledge behind him.

Thank you all for your indulgence,

For the umpteenth time the explanations, patience,

Because you are often replaced by parents

In the rather complex intricacies baby shower.

Thank you for your delight on children's faces

From all of communication, from school, from notebooks,

Sometimes, impregnated with joy pages

Sometimes, c salty tears on the plates.

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How many in this wonderful celebration of words

With a heart sound you today,

From the ground up to the clouds of heaven

Thanks to all the teachers.

With trembling parent Thanks

For children happy childhood moment

For science plowed cornfield

Under the supervision of your hands warm.

For the children's smile - Thank you,

For love, for the heart, kindness.

Thanks to all the staff,

What brings a joy and spring.

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To both nutshell, soil warming rays,

Were cracks and climbed much controversy,

Only in the dark of the night, with tears rising dew,

The work is not the sun - and the teachers this school.

Words are not enough to humbly bow

During the reception of the heart, when for the first time

Dozens of eyes curiously naive children

You kindness they received from us.

Because with different grounds of morals and shades,

Because of the wind, ice, fire, silence and voiced echo,

You could create comfort and wisdom assessment

Find talents in all, they reveal at the same time.

Thanks to all our great teachers

During the patience margin slightly graying,

For all smiles with a pure heart and soul,

During this day of spring, and with a little fall.