My class of three--my treasured three

I got a Christmas gift from one of the students in my small but integrated class.  In return, I wrote her this little verse.

 

You come in to the world, surrounded

By loving parents and brothers;

You play Chopin, you read Huckleberry Finn;

You chauffeur blood-donors, you cheer Saxons;

You learn their Spanish, and you learn my Chinese.

 

How busily happy, how happily busy!

How to you 4:30 is not too early!

(and how you asked for a class at 5:30!)

How come that you go in for everything good,

and how come that you possess everything so good!

 

You come into Room 165,

Everyday (almost), cheerfully (always).

Dressed to the season, to the occasion,

With your pencils to sharpen,

Your smiles to brighten,

And your candies to sweeten.

 

Ah yes, your bag of sweet candies

And your card of nice words,

and your very good participation

In my class of three--my treasured three.

 

Thank you, and MERRY CHRISTMAS!

 

Yannan 12/22/89