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Poet’s corner

June 23, 2012

My dear brother

The one who is nice and cute, But sometimes becomes so rude, The one who always helps me In my problems; He sometimes fights with me too, But then apologises to me, His kindness and generosity is priceless, For me, he is one in a million, I am so blessed To have such a loving brother!

Amna Sadiq, 14 years, Karachi

Pictorial book

I have a book, Full of pictures and stories, And it is fun to read, I want to have another such book, But who will get me one?

Yes, I know who it will be, Mom and dad will buy me one.

Jibran Mumtaz, 9 years, Turbat

My mother

My mother’s name is Rukhsana, She likes to eat banana, She is very nice, She hates flies, She has a cat, It sleeps on a mat, My mother is a housewife, May she live happily And have a long life!

She is tall, And wears a beautiful shawl.

Arhama Sattar, 9 years, Karachi

My school

When I come to school, I feel happy and cool.

I have so many classmates With whom I talk; I like to play with them, And together we walk.

We study both in groups and pairs, We study in our school, Without any fear; I wish every child gets the chance, To study in a good school; Where they can study, play and stay cool.

Zawwar Vohra, 8 years, Via email

A troubled day

When I woke up in the morning, I rubbed my eyes to get back to my senses, Maybe I had lost my lenses.

I dressed up and went down, My mother asked me To buy things from the town; Out in the market, everyone laughed at me, But I couldn’t find any problem with me.

Then I remembered I had forgotten To iron my shirt; And accidentally stepped on some dirt!

Then I came back home, Saw a mouse running towards its abode!

I went up to my room, Where I saw a cat, Sleeping on the doormat!

Ayesha Sahar Mirza, 10 years, Karachi

My Italian white hen

I had a hen, I had a cock, I cared for them, And I loved them a lot, I gave them grain To strengthen their brain; When I was young, I thought of them, If I feed them daily, What would they become!

Then one day my hen died, A lot I cried, It was difficult to get Benton, But Baba brought one, The new hen laid eggs, And we put them in a basket, Our neighbours came to see Whenever they were free; Sometimes the pets were asleep, So we couldn’t make a beep.

Eesha Hasan, 8 years

My garden

I have a garden, I named it Rose Garden, I like to sit there, There are animals, Here and there; There are so many flowers, I like to see towers, It has so many trees, I love my garden very much.

Azka Iqbal Qazi, Karachi

My cat

My cat is nice, She loves to eat mice, Snowy is her name, Chasing her own tail is her favourite game, My cat is fat, She sits on mat, She plays with me, When I am free!

Aima Rehman, 10 years