I sat making adventure cues,
To fly over different hues.
Maybe having ice powers were my clues.
Floating, flying, and teleporting all at once,
Like technologies that had never been bust.
Swinging with webs was my deal—woosh and woosh!
I went with my stunts over the skyscrapers.
My mind no less than marvels of Stan Lee:
Spider-Man, Batman, and Superman all at once.
Then there was my side of food:
Chocolate, vanilla, strawberry were my only chews,
To live in a castle made of chocolate fondue.
Lights out was one bore,
Yet adventures those nights awake were really fun to fully explore.
Then came the craze for go-cart,
Couldn't imagine a world with no rampart.
Flying I went with my wheels,
The breeze on my face was truly the feels.
Wishing to grow up, now I am let up.
Time really flies.
I wish I had given up—
Not the idea of prospering, but growing up.
Into medicine was my first calling,
Saw the P.A.F., into which I was now falling,
But helping to heal was true recalling.
True it is, time steals youth
From the first milky tooth,
To the last stage of this once formed cradle.
Childhood desires- the threads that weaved me into the person I am today
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-Nawal Haroon
Class 9th: Class of 2026