You've been good to me, Alma. Every day I'd go to school and there'd you be, arms agape (can arms be "agape") welcoming all to soak up the (mostly) white mans' knowledge.
But now it's time for me to go.
Please don't take this personally. And as cliche as it sounds, this does hurt me more than it does you, yet if I'm to follow my heart and my dreams, even if I don't know what they are exactly or where they might take me, I must still leave you behind.
I don't know when or even if I'll return, but I know when that day comes your arms will still be open, always welcoming.
WALT SAID IT BETTER THAN I EVER COULD:
Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged,
Missing me one place search another,
I stop some where waiting for you