Unicorns are Real!

  I once saw a beautiful golden bird in a cage Its eyes blue and filled with rage Tears rolled down its rosy cheeks I went closer to take a better peep It spread its wings and tried to escape But fell down and realised its mistake I felt sorry for the poor little creature As flying free was supposed to be its nature I walked up to a house that looked quite pale Opened the door and found a man on a sofa reading his mail I told him to let the bird go then and there For animals‘   freedom we should care ‘No way! That’s my bird!’ he said   ‘Let it be free and happy instead’ ‘Let it soar the skies up high And make new friends ’ said I I ran towards the cage and quickly opened it The bird flew out and smiled at my wit I see it sometimes sitting on the tree outside my home Singing sweet songs in a beautiful tone!   -         Anaya Sheth

  You light up our days and bright up our lives Teach us lovingly and make us wise You make maths oh so fun From you, we all are always keen to learn You make us so confident and polite You make us shine like the stars at night You clear our every small confusion and doubt Hope this year, we all made you proud! -          Anaya Sheth

  Why did the egg study for two hours on Thursday? Because he had an ' Eggzam ' on Friday! What type of competition do the bees like the most? A spelling bee.. Chef to his assistant: I am making a salad, you make a dressing. Assistant: Sir, would a bowtie and buttons look good on the salad? Husband Shark : Shall we have clown fish for  dinner today? Wife Shark: No way! They taste funny! Teacher: What is the difference between a fly and a bird? Student: Ma’am, a bird can fly but a fly cannot bird.

  MY BOOK REVIEW ON THE RESIDENT PATIENT – SHERLOCK HOMES Homes and his friend were sitting in the home at night Suddenly, a knock on the door gave them a fright A baffling mystery was waiting for them at the door A doctor came explaining a story which had never happened before A jolly man called Mr. Blessington was behaving very strange And since last few days, he had completely changed ‘It is nothing, I am fine’ Mr. Blessington said But after a few days, he was found dead The police thought that he had killed himself Homes knew that it was untrue and he was killed by someone else Who could that someone be? Read the story and you will see… -          ANAYA SHETH    

  I THOUGHT I HATED SUMMER When my ma'am told us to recite a poem on ‘Summer’ I thought that it was quite a bummer   Summer is not one of my favourite seasons In Ahmedabad, I am sure nobody will try to reason   Heat makes me sweaty and oh so hot The Sun looks so furious, I kid you not   Maybe I am biased, summer isn't all that bad Having fun in the golden Sun makes me glad   We can eat ice apples and mangoes galore Hot weather makes me want them more and more   I crave for yummy ice creams and watermelon juice Yay for School Vacation, it's time to let loose   Wearing colourful summery dresses l roam around Spend time on a beach and listen to the ocean sound   Now I think, I don't really hate the summer season Cause you see, I have many good reasons!   -         ANAYA SHETH

    THE GHOST There once was a ghost Who loved humans the most Why ? Cause he would   roast Them for supper With lots of cheese and butter Ooh! Everyone feared   this ghost For he was a bloody host But nobody knew what he was on the inside Cause nobody tried For he was a very kind ghost Who was actually a lovely host The lines that you see above ,my friends, are all myths Of the ghost whose name was Smith!                                                                                                                                        ...

 Anaya wrote a beautiful 'Thank you' note for her friends for attending her birthday party: