By: ERNESTO MORALES
Staff Writer
The school is blue just like the sky
When I think of leaving, it makes me cry
I’ve had many great memories here
Fairview is so great
I’ve loved this school since I was eight
The teachers are so smart
And their teaching is a work of art
They are all so great I can’t ever tell them apart
My math facts I used to hate
But since they taught me them
They are a piece of cake
Though my presence will be no more
It will always have a spot in my memory tour