In a land of dreams where stars wink and twinkle, lived young John with a heart that would never wrinkle. Born to a world of learning and grace, his eyes sparkled with a curious embrace.

John had a family, full of chatter and clatter, yet loss shadowed with a heart-tugging patter. Despite the sorrow, he rose like a rhyme, with perseverance stronger than time.

Education whispered like the breeze in his hair, 'Priesthood awaits you, with love and care.' With books as his friends and faith as his guide, John's wisdom shone far and wide.

With every page turned, and lessons he learned, John grew into a man whose heart forever yearned. For the shy and meek, he dreamt a bright tomorrow, a future with no space for sorrow.

One day came Nyel, with a wink and a grin, 'Let’s open a school,' he said with a spin. John's heart danced with the joy of the thought, 'Together, for the poor, a difference we'll have wrought.'

With chalk in hand and desks in a row, dreams came alive in a school with a glow. But not all liked this brand new show, for old schools frowned and said 'No, no, no!'

With courage like a lion and hope like a spring, John taught with passion, a melodious thing. His reforms were fresh, like morning dew on grass, setting a standard that no one could surpass.

Challenges rose like dark clouds in a storm, yet John's faith and leadership took steady form. Through vows heroic and friendships true, his mission survived and always grew.

Whispering winds carried his fiery call, 'Free schools for all, come one and come all!' Soon the land was filled with schools and cheer, thanks to John’s dream and belief so dear.

The tale of Saint John, of heart and grace, teaches us to dream and embrace. With kindness our compass and wisdom our guide, may we, like John, transform every tide.