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Teacher's Day SAN JUAN BAUTISTA SCHOOL

Very good morning, with the last day of the month of April, Teacher's Day
arrives and the educational community of the SAN JUAN BAUTISTA
National School and College cannot be oblivious to this special date, that
is why we meet today to pay tribute to our beloved teachers who, day by
day, are forging sensitivity and knowledge in our minds and in our hearts.

With loud applause let us receive our well-deserved honorees..

With great patriotic fervor we stand up to sing the Paraguayan National


Anthem.

1- Many tender poems sweetened bitter hearts, filling fallen spirits


with emotions, all of them dear teachers, they carry with them the
traces of your walk, because, in each word, in each stanza are the
letters of your hope.

2- Our gratitude to the Teacher of Teachers, Jesus the Savior, must not
be absent today, since we always learn from Him the art par
excellence and the most perfect science: love

3- We will never forget your daily goodness and I will not be able to
avoid evoking you with sweet idolatry, so praiseworthy in your
greatness, because you sowed friendship, humility and nobility.
“Blessed are you.” God bless your work.

4- Master sower, because you sow the seed of good in the conscience,
master fighter, because having the book, the pen and patience, you
fight ignorance, master dreamer, because you dream that that young
man, like a ship, will go very far carrying him through the water.
your teachings towards distant ports, towards distant islands.

5- Master: like a weak little plant you offered me your firmness, you
showered me with tenderness and like fertilizer your teaching
nourished my conscience, please allow me to perfume your sacrifice
with the petals of my life impregnated with much love.

6- Being a teacher is feeling a little crazy, a little wise, a little


unconscious, a little owner of the smiles, the joys, the pranks and the
anger. It is living in a world that is sometimes real, sometimes
populated by imagination and fantasy with creativity.

7- Teachers, you have not cared about the rain, the sun or the wet
ground, every day you arrived and you gave us your love, well, for
you we are your children, your brothers. Thank you for being my
friend, my friend, thank you for being your son!

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