You can learn many things from children. How much patience you have, for instance
A shoe’s story
Three years ago, in a
I was sitting on a shelf
with a polished top
I had a rope-like noodle
on my nose
With a sole in my body,
giving me an elegant pose.
One fine morning, along came a car
And out came a handsome superstar
And pointing to me, he
“I want that one” and
some money he paid.
This man started ruining my life
Bringing me great pain
Bit by bit, I started to tear
While he didn’t feel the
pain I had to bear.
Now, I am sitting in this dirty rubbish can
Waiting to be collected by the dirt man
Writing this autobiography of myself
In a dirt can, not on a shelf.
— Mohit Shrestha,
Class VI, Gyanodaya
Bal Batika School
Curve of warmth
A smile’s worth more than a well-wrapped gift
It just makes
Remember the time when you were so sad
A friend smiled and
all seemed nice.
A smile’s a curve that
no one regrets
It doesn’t cost anyone
You will always get a smile for a smile
A curve that better not
A smile’s always straight from heart
Something that’s good
as a kind word
One doesn’t need to speak to give a smile
It’s a heart that means it and a heart that understands.
A smile’s that’s not meant, isn’t a smile
It’s the devil’s heart that sneers at us
Don’t be cruel to smile
a devil’s sneer
No one’s going to be
A smile’s not a refined art that no one can do
It’s something that everyone can do but isn’t crude
Everyone who smiles makes the day better
It’s always the heart that smiles, not a mind.
— Divya Shah, Class IX,
DAV Sushil Kedia Vishwa Bharati