The First Teacher In School Day Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The first teacher, a wood cutter
First day the child met him
The school was not opened
They were wandering near the school
Then there came the wood cutter
Engaged to clear the little jungle
Where bushes and little trees stood
The thorny bushes, abundant
The man wood cutter stood near
He prayed a prayer with politeness
May you snakes, birds, animals
Leave the jungle forthwith
I am going to clear the jungle
I am to cut the little trees
He added in his prayer to the birds
The little ones please forgive me
Leave the trees at once to somewhere
Other than the life it will be in danger
Find another place to have your nests
Take enough sticks and wires from jungle
The children asked where he is in fear
He smiled and told them in love
Every jungle the homes of species
Every life we have to respect
Even if we clear a little jungle
Or cutting a tree for our own needs
Ask permission to the nature always
The compassion you shows you will get
In another way, time or place
Then they heard the the sound of school bell
And run fast to their class rooms
The first teacher of their school
The illiterate wood cutter he remembers.