Sabrina

My doll’s name is Sabrina, She looks like a ballerina, She has long brown hair, And her complexion is fair, She lives in Barbie villa, Her sister’s name is Stella, In jeans, skirt and T-shirt, She looks pretty, She is my darling, I call her Pinky and Sweetie!

Iman Ali Khan, 12 years, via email

Time

I sat by the fire Thinking about time; How time passes through your hand, You can’t get hold of it, ‘cause it’s too fast!

If you really want to catch it, You’ll have to run with it, Then I looked at the clock, It runs so fast, Tick tock tick, And three seconds passed, Then these seconds make a minute, A minute, an hour!

Hours turn into a day, then a week, a month and a year; Ten years make a decade and so on…

Life passes this way and it’s gone!

Maryam Ashfaq, 12 years, Wah Cantt

Little brother

My little brother’s name is Awais, He does not make a mess.

He is very naughty, He loves to go to tea party.

He has a pet dog, My brother loves to eat hot dog.

My little brother is the best, He is so funny, He loves to get money.

Muneeza Sajjad, 8years, Daharki 

An illusion

Once I saw a bright light In a dark night; It seemed like a battle Among the angels and the night; But to my dismay, It was just an illusion of my sight, And soon I discovered, It was just a satellite.

Bilal Shams Khan, 9 years, Karachi i

Barbie doll

I am a Barbie doll, You can purchase me From any mall; I am much liked by children, They play with me, And have great fun!

I have lovely hair and pretty face, Beautiful clothes, I have, I am made of plastic, It feels great to be fantastic.

Sahib Khatoon, 10 years, Turbat   My parrot

I have a parrot, It likes to eat carrot, Its colour is green, It likes to repeat the words of everyone Who speak to him!

Its wings are wide, And his beak sparkles as light, It also eats other fruits, My parrot is very cute!

Hani Nazir, 12 years, Turbat

I want to…

I want to be free like a bird, I want to fly in the blue sky, I want to play on the sand and clay, I want to catch the ball in the match, I want to eat red meat.

Iltaf Munir Baloch, 10 years, Turbat

My school

My school is like my home, My teacher is like my mom, I daily go to school, I feel there happy and cool, I am not lazy in studying, I always complete my homework, I don’t miss my school ever, I tell lies, never!

Yar Jan Sabzal Bolani, 11 years, Turbat

Flowers

How beautiful they are!

With petals of different shapes; They are so special, Yet are grown in all countries On the map!

Sometimes, you find them In moist sands; Sometimes, on dry land, Their beauty is irresistible, Everyone wants them, Because flowers are lovable!

Tooba Moosa, 12 years, Turbat