(I don’t usually do dedication posts because I’d rather thank and show my appreciation directly to that person, but for this one I think it’d be appropriate because I have a lot of respect for this man, and for the things he have done for his students over the years. He was one of the key figures of my junior college years, and I believe the impact he has left on me will continue to be felt in one way or another, years down the road. Here’s a quick post, but I don’t think words are enough to even start describing anything. Retirement never looked the right word for a man with such abundance of energy. Haha.)
Twenty-five years with the college:
You would have seen so many classes throughout the years
Faces you (probably) wouldn’t recognise some years down the road
Names you would (likely) struggle to remember as you try to recall
People that you have tried your best to make into better humans;
We step through the college doors and we see a tall big British guy
With so much enthusiasm and energy at his age that we wonder
If he is the teenager instead of us and how he seems
More passionate about our learning than we are ourselves;
You had so many of us but we only had one of you Mr R.
Yet you tried to (and did) form a warm relationship with all of us
That many years on when we look back at our junior college years
And specifically The Humanities Programme..
We probably wouldn’t remember (oops) the Economics you taught us
Nor the moments when you scolded us for sluggish afternoons
But we will definitely remember Bhutan and Mt Ophir
As well as the fun and laughter we’ve had out of the classroom;
When we think Humanz
We think Mr R.
Not just now
But decades on too.