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.