Mrs. Davis, I Owe You One

Well I'm back again, but this time with something different. This is about the teacher that I adore very much, the one and only, Mrs. Davis. Mrs. Davis, you are like an angelic being sent to me and all the other students that you've taught. You taught me quite a lot. You taught me about Queen (Flash! Ah! Ahh!) and many awesome English lessons. Believe it or not, I actually have a new love for Literature. Your Bible lessons always taught me something meaningful, something that would get me through the day. Everyday you always gave us something to laugh about, even in our toughest of times. You also know that THREE is a magic number, and that a man and a woman had a little baby, Oh! Yes! They did! Now, there's THREE-EE in a family! I am really going to miss you! Although Wendy and I told you our plan, I think it's going to be more difficult to carry that plan out. When you gave us the news, I felt as if a great part of me was dying. I'm not trying to make you feel bad or anything; I'm just saying what I truly feel inside. I hope that you are able to visit us whenever you get the chance. So basically what I'm saying is that I owe you, big time. The reason I owe you is because you've taught me a lot and very well. Mrs. Davis, I'm gonna miss you very much.