One's School Is One's Second House Anytime, Anywhere, And Everywhere*** Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

When I was a little kid I loved my school, my teachers, My classmates, my whole memories, And everything that attributed to The above-mentioned... I considered my school as My second house anytime Simply because of that big family That it was over there... My school was not just a building, but It was a great place of learning and A great place of education... I never doubted that it was A great place for bringing classmates Together with other classmates... I loved my whole school In all that it contained one day... I loved my whole teachers who Sacrificed their lives to teach us Greatly and wonderfully... I loved my class in which I learned How to start reading and How to start writing... I learned a lot of things that Shaped our identities very well... My school was really our second house In all it contained one day... ______________________________________________________________________