In a cozy classroom, sunlight spills, Where laughter and learning gently thrill, There stands Jackie, with a heart of gold, Her years and wisdom quietly unfold. With tireless grace, she moves each day, In vibrant Crocs, she dances away, Children flock to her kind embrace, Loved by all with a radiant face. Within the echoes of time's gentle hum, In the old folks home, she'll one day come, But here, she's the soul of the class's song, The best assistant, loved by young all along.