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Mail Box
The big black cat
Sat on a mat
He was very fat
He chased a rat
Who was wearing a hat.
FAHAD MALIK,
6 years, Karachi
In reply to boys and girls
In all the ways girls are better than boys,
They are the masters; boys are mere toys!
Love is a girl’s middle name,
Spreading friendship and peace is her game.
Always fighting, cursing and swearing,
From nowhere are boys caring,
Girls are stylish; they have class
Boys are loud and brass,
They think they are so brave and strong,
Never have they been more wrong,
Boys are not very clever,
Cleverer than girls? Never!
Boys are very competitive,
They love to take and hate to give,
They have no regard for anyone’s feelings, But that is only one of their failings,
Boys seem to think they always knows best,
Be it a serious matter or be it jest,
But I have a brother and even he confessed,
That girls are definitely the best!
NADIA GODIL,
14 years, Karachi
Girls and boys
Be it Warren, be it Aamir
You both were really great
I’ll go for the right word here,
Girls and boys are great.
Girls are sharing and boys are sharing,
They both are like the shining sun.
Both love peace and serenity,
Both love to be calm.
Girls are beautiful and boys are handsome
Both know how to play their part.
Love and friendship is all we need
In this world of haste and greed.
Truth is what can’t be denied
So I believe in equality
Be it girls, be it boys
We all love humanity.
Flirting is the task of only a special group,
So try to live as a friendly group
Leave all this fighting stuff,
And start believing in Love for all,
Hate for none.
FATIMA RAHMAN,
Lahore
My paint box
When I opened my paint-box
I saw an orange fox.
Golden is the sunlight on the sea
Most of the medals
Which are given to me
Brown could be the chocolate
Which is children’s favourite.
White is the ball
Like my special ball
Yellow, the colour of the shining sun
Or the egg peeping from the bun.
Green is the grass
Or the views we pass.
Orange can be the fruit
Or the colour of my favourite suit.
White is the moon shining
Brightly in the sky
Or the snow which falls
On the mountain high.
Purple could be flowers
Or the light on the towers.
Black is a cat
Which is very fat
With green eyes
Ready to eat mice.
Now I am closing my paint-box
So that I cannot see that orange fox.
KIRAN SHAMIM,
12 years, Karachi
Rainbow
This is a Rainbow
Its colours form a bow
It comes after rain
Like a big colourful train
Rainbow’s colours are seven
As if its from heaven
Violet, Indigo, Blue, Green, Yellow, Orange, Red
It looks like a pretty flower bed
We are all God’s creatures
Rainbow is a gift of Nature.
ALINA FATIMA,
class VI, Karachi.
My best friend
It is my one of the best friend
Who tells me the right path
Who tells me how to behave with elders
As well as youngers
Who gives me many lessons
Who tells how to spend life
Can you guess what it is?
It is my book that teaches me everything
Be friend from
It is the root of success.
ANAS IFTIKHAR,
12 years, Karachi
Earth
Please help me out from this pollution
Why don’t you people find a solution?
I am fed up of this garbage and smoke
For I always cough and hope
And then I ive a sad sigh
But you people simply turn a blind eye
The other planets make fun of me
Including the sun and stars that you see
The other planets have no pollution
Perhaps because they have no population
I wish I could run away so far
That none could find me not even by car
But God has ordered me to revolve in my orbit
He told me to stay there and move not a bit
Don’t you people want to see me in a good state
I also want to have a bright fate
If all of you work with unity
I can be as beautiful as can be
Plant a lot more trees
And keep dustbins specially on streets
But be sure you don’t cut off the trees again
Because more trees produce more oxygen
Remember our main problem is pollution
Thank you for your cooperation
SANA MOHSIN,
class VIII
Mother nature
When I go outside,
I see the lovely flowers.
When I go to the countryside,
I see the baby animals,
Now I know that spring’s here.
Let’s all shout: “Hurrah!”
ALI ZAHOOR,
6 years
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