Mit dem folgenden Sonett habe ich mich gestern abend bei der Abifeier von meinem LK verabschiedet:
In you I see the future of this nation,
But, like a worm, doubt creeps into my hope.
I ask myself in anguished trepidation:
“On leaving school now, can they really cope?”
In you I see the glowing of such fire,
That change and re-define the common rules,
Old teachers cannot help but just admire
And pray for mercy to the God of Schools.
In you I see such analysing powers,
wit, allusions, creative imagination,
As unexpected as mild summer showers,
Which leaves me standing stunned in admiration.
This I perceive, which makes more strong my hope:
Yes, you can – definitely cope.
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Das ist ja toll!!