Why help a student? Why help me?

Help me because, I may not get it at home.

Help me because, I may not recieve love, or comfort from my own parents.

Where do I recieve those oh so important things?

I get it from the help of my teacher.

The help that shows care, love, hope, and pride.

As I float from one classroom to the next, I do not come alive until I hit this classroom.

No, not a classroom - a home.

A home full of love, hope, care, and pride.

A home willing to help during any day, any hour, any minute, and every second.

A home, that I am suppose to have with my parents.

Tracie Betsch