Foundation Day

On 11July, 1994 a legacy was born
Holding lovely roses without any thorn
Lighting many caves which were forever dark;
With Cherian, Anandi and Varsha named spark.
Though small and fragile earlier in nature
She never let any student see striature:
Doctors, engineers, businessmen and IAS officer
All such dignitaries and honours are in her coffer.
Equipped with many games, coaches and grounds
Many medals, laureate, cups and players sound
She is standing proudly in Amipura for 22 years
Still challenging many of instition with cheers.
Confident but not proud and all teachers, HODs and supervisor
Giving their 100% for benefit of students are really saviour.
Fully furnished hostels are still know no bound,
Best equipped with many workers at background;
Wardens, cooks and baa are unmatched in service
No one can find this quality in entire universe.
Having many acknowledged prizes, awards and reputation
At her disposal, she is at top in popularization
Many stars are studying, many stars are shining
With bright light spreading to help the world in rising.
So again let her confident and prosperous flag sway
Is the wish of all teams of Cherian sir on 22nd Foundation Day.

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I am a teacher in Divine Child School, Mehsana, Gujarat, India. I think I am a creative teacher. I always believe in "Pigs can fly."
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