Dream destination

I was confused, where to go when I grow up. I thought of Iceland, but it was too cold. I thought of Egypt, but it was too hot. I thought and thought but never found a good place.  I imagined, if I had Alladin's Ginny, I would have lots of fun. Suddenly the Ginny appeared before me and wanted to fulfill three wishes of mine. I was overjoyed, and asked him to tell me which place would be suitable for me. Ginny replied, New Zealand, and in seconds I reached there. I played there and had lots of fun. But then it became dark I asked Ginny to bring me back home. When I got up I found myself on my bed. Alas! It was a dream and that is what I think was my dream destination!

THIS WRITE UP WAS SUBMITTED BY ROLLIN FERNANDES, GRADE 'VII', INDIAN SCHOOL SOHAR AND PUBLISHED IN THURSDAY TIMES, TIMES OF OMAN IN THE ISSUE DATED MAY 27-JUNE2,2010.

Yummy Dream

Last night I had a strange dream. I was in a magical garden with my sister. Normally gardens are filled with flowers and trees but in my dream the garden was filled with chocolate flowers, lollipops, jellies and cotton candy trees. Next to the garden was a river not of water but of lemonade. How greedy we had become! I took a dip in it. Then the strangest thing happened. A volcano erupted and out came ice creams and puddings. After I saw some jelly rabbits. I couldn't resist and I started eating them. Before I could grab the last rabbit, to my disappointment, the alarm rang and it was time to go to school. I wished that I could continue that yummy dream again!.

THIS WRITE UP WAS SUBMITTED BY MOHIT HARI PILLAI, GRADE 'VII' INDIAN SCHOOL SOHAR AND PUBLISHED IN THURSDAY TIMES MAGAZINE, TIMES OF OMAN IN THE ISSUE DATED MAY 27- JUNE 2, 2010.

Pocket Money

I Enjoy collecting money
from my parents. They have given me two moneyboxes one for the notes, and the other for coins. When the coin box is full we change it for notes. My parents wish me to save the money for any need of ours. My sister and I have a competition, whoever collects and saves more money in a month can buy something they want. I have won twice my sister only once. It is fun buying things with my pocket money, mainly gifts for mom, dad and sister. The rest of the money we have saved.

THIS WRITE UP WAS SUBMITTED BY PIA SIMONE MENEZES, GRADE 'IV', INDIAN SCHOOL SOHAR AND PUBLISHED IN THURSDAY MAGAZINE, TIMES OF OMAN IN THE ISSUE DATED MARCH 12-18,2009.

Goodbye to my sister

Your smile….

Is like sunshine.

When you say something.

We laugh through the hour,

As the time gets very far!

Every time you help,

It is wealth

But just don’t leave,

I promise weep.

It’s not as far as it seems,

Just would wish to see you again!

Enjoy your days,

And smile every time.

THIS POEM WAS SUBMITTED BY NOUREEN NOUSHEER, GRADE 'IV' INDIANS SCHOOL SOHAR AND PUBLISHED IN THURSDAY MAGAZINE, TIMES OF OMAN ISSUE DATED MARCH 18-24, 2010.

Olden Days

The olden days

Climbing trees

And jumping on the ground

And swinging in the Sun

But the time has passed

Modern days have come

And the world has changed

From day to day

I remember…

The olden days

And I recall those happy days.

THIS POEM WAS SUBMITTED BY AKHILA FICEL, GRADE 'III' OF INDIAN SCHOOL SOHAR AND PUBLISHED IN THURSDAY MAGAZINE, TIMES OF OMAN IN THE ISSUE DATED MARCH 18-24,2010.

Looking Back

As I remember the past,
I realize that it doesn’t last.
The good times and the bad ones
My diary contains incidents in tones.
I miss some of the great times I had in the past
As I know I’ll never get them back…. They are vast.

I remember my pet dog Timber
My baby sister who came into this world
Without a whimper
I remember the golden memories
Along with all sorts of worries.
I remember…


THIS POEM WAS SUBMITTED BY PIE SIMONE MENEZES, GRADE 'V' INDIAN SCHOOL SOHAR AND PUBLISHED IN THURSDAY MAGAZINE, TIMES OF OMAN IN THE ISSUE DATED MARCH 18-24, 2010

I would make the world a better place

If I become invisible,

I would heal the world,

Make it a better place,

For me and for all.

If I become invisible,

I would feed the hungry,

For the people dying,

By donating a piece of life,

To stay alive at least for few days.

If I become invisible,

I would create a place,

Full of peace and happiness,

And not even a single feeling of sadness.

THIS POEM WAS SUBMITTED BY SIMRAN BHANAGE, GRADE 'VIII' INDIAN SCHOOL SOHAR AND PUBLISHED IN THURSDAY MAGAZINE, TIMES OF OMAN IN THE ISSUE DATED APRIL 29-MAY 5, 2010

No more daydreams

I waited silently, not daring to move, looking at a shining object, exactly the size of my pen. Wow I thought and wished; if I had a magic pen ! I delved deep into my thought, with a great desire of having a magic pen.

If I had a magic pen, I could have undone all my exams and written again all that my heart speaks of my past, present and future. I would ask to skip across all the pages available in all my notebooks to fill in and complete all my notes.

There would have been wonderful, clear handwriting with grammatically correct sentences.

Every sentence would have been perfect and well balanced, and the characters well developed.

Every reader and teacher of mine would be hooked to every moment from the start of reading till they might have finished.

It’s okay, if I made up my mind not to dream when it is day; as I know I have to work hard to make my life happy and blue.

THIS WRITE UP WAS SUBMITTED BY LALEE SAJI THOMAS, GRADE 'VII' INDIAN SCHOOL SOHAR AND PUBLISHED IN THURSDAY MAGAZINE, TIMES OF OMAN IN THE ISSUE DATED FEBRUARY 18-24, 2010.

All my wishes will come true

A magic pen is what I want

So that I can create anything

Wherever I want

And I have to just imagine and draw

Any sort of thing

And soon my imagination will become true.

All my wishes will get fulfilled;

And I can also improve my grammar

with a wish;

And I have to just draw any sort of thing

From submarines to airplanes to

cabbages and kings

And soon all these things will become true

Such a delight it will be

To have a pen like that;

And all my wishes will become true

Just like a snap.

THIS POEM WAS SUMBMITTED BY ABHILASH SINHA, GRADE 'V' INDIAN SCHOOL SOHAR AND PUBLISHED IN THURSDAY MAGAZINE, TIMES OF OMAN IN THE ISSUE DATED FEBRUARY 18-24, 2010.

One day I will find you

The magic pen of my dreams

Is as soft as cream

It can walk

It can talk

It can draw all sorts of things

It can write all sorts of language

I can only see it

I can only hear it

It is as white as a jasmine

And bold as a tree

It can do magic tricks

Or sometimes build a wall

Of bricks

It only exists in my dreams

But it is always soft as cream

Where are you my sweet friend?

One day I will surely find you!

THIS POEM WAS SUBMITTED BY YADHU KRISHNA MENON, GRADE 'V' INDIAN SCHOOL SOHAR, AND PUBLISHED IN THURSDAY MAGAZINE, TIMES OF OMAN IN THE ISSUE DATED FEBRUARY 18-24,2010.

The world beckons

If I had a magic pen,

I would some barley,

To feed the whole world and

Its people,

Both rich men and needy.

If I had a magic pen,

I would draw a sky-road,

It would be quite broad and strong,

In which ‘flying cars’ would soar.

If I had a magic pen,

I would draw some money,

To give to the poor,

Dollars and lots of money!

If I had a magic pen,

I would go on the world tours,

By drawing an aeroplane and visiting

Mountains and plains,

Building up strong human chains!

THIS POEM WAS SUBMITTED BY PRANAV KULKARNI, GRADE 'V' INDIAN SCHOOL SOHAR AND WAS PUBLISHED IN THURSDAY MAGAZINE, TIMES OF OMAN IN THE ISSUE DATED FEBRUARY 18-24, 2010.

Make the world a peaceful planet

If I had a magic pen, I could do many things. I could make drawings of my favourite cartoons and after sometime, it would change into reality. I would also like to take it to my exam hall and wish that it would fetch me full marks in all subjects. Sometimes I would like to have fun with it and make some animals and leave them near my enemies. I would like to make some tasty dishes and real ones, I would eat them all! I would ask the magic pen to give precious stones so that I could help needy people with them. I would like to make the world a peaceful planet. This is what I would do if I had a magic pen.

THIS ARTICLE WAS SUBMITTED BY ARK SRIVASTAVA GRADE 'V', INDIAN SCHOOL SOHAR AND WAS PUBLISHED IN THURSDAY MAGAZINE, TIMES OF OMAN IN THE ISSUE DATED FEBRUARY18-24, 2010.

If I Were invisible

If I were invisible,

I can do everything possible.

I can annoy my brothers,

And even all the others.

As the golden sun rises,

I can give everyone surprises.

To make their day wonderful,

And keep everyone cheerful.

I can ride on vehicles for free,

And I can jump up and say whee!

I can erase the tears of the needy,

And can teach lessons to the greedy.

Oh God! If I were invisible,

For one day if it’s possible.

I can make the world incredible,

But I know it’s impossible.

THIS POEM WAS SUBMITTED BY THEHANI SHIREEN SINGALAXANA, GRADE 'V' OF INDIAN SCHOOL SOHAR AND PUBLISHED IN THURSDAY MAGAZINE, TIMES OF OMAN IN THE ISSUE DATED APRIL 22-28,2010.

Be the reflection...

If I had a magic pen

Oh! If I just had a magic pen,

The things I could do!

I could do anything I wanted 

I could get anything  wished for

All my dreams fulfilled

And my hobbies pursued with great delight!

And I could also fulfill the poor's dreams with great passion

Oh! If I just had a magic pen,

I would be the hero of the world

And the saviour of the earth

I would be born to cure the nation

Oh! The things I would do to get a magic pen!

I could stop all natural disasters

If I just had a magic pen

Homework and projects would be done in seconds

The sick would be cured in moments

If I just had a magic pen

I could be the reflection of great people!

Or maybe even greater than great people

But alas! I have none!

THIS POEM WAS SUBMITTED BY AMEERUL ALI SHAH, GRADE V OF INDIAN SCHOOL SOHAR AND PUBLISHED IN THURSDAY MAGAZINE , TIMES OF OMAN FEB 25 - MAR 3, 2010.

Bring Words to Life

If I had a magic pen,

I would not lend it to little Ben

It would be nice to have such fun,

It is better than to play and run.

I will draw all sorts of pictures,

Maybe even the beauty of nature

I will bring my drawing and words to life,

So as to prevent all kinds of strife

Create goodwill and peace between man,

In our short lifespan 

Provide food and shelter for all

I do think this is my call

Only if I had a magic pen.

THIS POEM WAS WRITTEN BY PIA SIMONE MENEZES OF GRADE V, INDIAN SCHOOL SOHAR IN THURSDAY MAGAZINE PUBLISHED BY THE TIMES OF OMAN N FEB 25 - MAR 3 ISSUE, 2010.

A NEW WORLD

I dream not of money or fame

I crave to be a glorious name

I aspire to do good to mankind

And to enhance the dignity of every mind.

Strength and courage like

Mother Teresa I need

To preach and practice a good deed

Aspiring for brotherhood all around

With goodness and abound.

Today the world seems amiss

And living here is no bliss.

To leave behind all tragedy and pain

We need God's shower like rain.

I want to be the leader of not one or few

But of the masses and a world that's new.

Where people enjoy the gift of life

When they wake up

Leaving behind all agony and rivalry with

One heart shake-up.

I wish to make them see the wonders of this world

Be they gigantic or small.

THIS POEM WAS WRITTEN BY SURAMYA MUDGAL, GRADE VII, INDIAN SCHOOL SOHAR, IN THURSDAY MAGAZINE PUBLISHED BY TIMES OF OMAN IN FEB 4-10, 2010 ISSUE.