111th, Mark Twain, 112th, Manchester, Bret Hart, Bethune, Washington <br /> And In Parentheses Fremont <br /> Within these walls are my dreams <br /> Within these walls I learned of hope <br /> Within these walls I learn to stand tall <br /> and to fight for that which I believe <br /> Within these walls I met people that <br /> were destined for greatness. Maybe not <br /> greatness as you know it but greatness <br /> just the same and they were willing to <br /> share some of that greatness with me <br /> Within these walls I met people who <br /> seemed larger than life itself. And I've <br /> placed them in the same arenas as kings <br /> and queens, gods and goddesses. <br /> Within these walls I learn to venture off <br /> to far away lands and not return until I <br /> closed the book. <br /> Within these walls I met people that other <br /> won't have the opportunity to meet: Harriet, <br /> Malcom, Fredrick, Martin, Nat, Shakesphere, and <br /> Langston. It was Langston who now brings me <br /> to you.<br /><br />Emily Henderson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/schools/
