When I was still too young to drink
My teacher taught me how to think
You can lead a horse to water
But you can’t paint him pink
There’s ne’er a man of whom I’m fonder
Said absence makes your arms grow longer
A rolling stone won’t gather moths
He was seldom never never wrong.

OUR MATHS TEACHER SPEAKS WORDS OF WISDOM

All the other teachers said he was past it
Never put both legs in one basket
An early bird is prone to catch worms
So always stay in bed till last
Never look a clothes horse in the mouth
Handsaws and hawks look the same in the south
Out of sight is often behind
The only hero of my youth.
An apple a day keeps the tigers away
When the sun shines it’s quite a nice day
Spare the rod and boil the child
I’d hang on every word he’d say.
OUR MATHS TEACHER SPEAKS WORDS OF WISDOM