CNHS: Could Not Have Sick

 

Written by: Bautista, Lovely Ann Cruel

My school, a place of learning and growth,

Where knowledge and wisdom, overflow.

A second home, a place of friends,

Where the journey of life, never ends.

From the halls that echo, with the sounds of youth,

To the classrooms that spark, a love of truth.

Here, we find our passion, our purpose too,

And the dreams that we have, begin to come true.

With teachers who guide, and mentors who care,

We discover the skills, that we'll take us there.

To the future we seek, with confidence and grace,

Armed with the knowledge, that we've learned in this place.

My school, a symbol, of all that is good,

Where young minds flourish, as they always should.

And though the years may pass, and we move on,

The memories we've made, will live on and on.

So here's to my school, a place of pride,

Where I've learned and grown, and will forever abide.

In my heart, it will always hold a special place,

For it's where I've discovered, my own unique space.

CNHS, a school to nurture,

Should not be destroyed, nor have sick.

Creating brighter future,

for its students to have no weak leak.

Photo from: Canubing National High School (Facebook)