Poems
A childhood home left behind
I packed my life in cardboard shells,
with faded books and broken bells.
Each drawer a doorway to the past,
To moments I knew wouldn't last.
I missed the hallway one last time,
And said goodbye to the childhood rhyme.
The kitchen light, the bedroom views-
A part of me still lives there too.
Now grown and gone, gone, I still recall
The scribbled names along the wall.
I moved ahead, but left the key-
To that small world world that cradled me.
-Gargi Fadol, 7th A
The Old Treehouse
We left behind the old tree house high,
Where laughter echoed, and dreams touched the sky.
The wooden boards, once worn with glee,
Now weathered, empty, and still, like me.
The swing that creaked with very Sway,
Now hangs still, in a silent way. The memories linger, like autumn
leaves,
Fading slow, yet hard to retrieve.
Though we've moved on, and grown with time,
The treehouse stays, a memory sublime
A place where childhood dreams were made,
A bittersweet reminder of what's been played.
-Vedant Chavan, 8th A
Things we leave behind
The faded photographs, stacked with care
of moments caught, a world held there.
Each crease and curl, a story told,
of laughter shared, and hearts of gold.
These trinkets, once so prized and new.
Now gather dust, a faded hue.
A porcelain doll, a silver spoon, Lost in the shadows of the afternoon.
The letters tied with faded string,
Of promises whispered, on love's soft wing.
Each word a ghost, a gentle sigh.
As time marches on, beneath the sky.
But not just objects, we must leave,
echoes of our lives, we weave Into the fabric of the day
The love we gave, the words we say.
The lessons learned, the paths we trod.
A tapestry woven, by grace of God
These are the things we leave behind.
A legacy of hearts and minds.
-Adishri Chavan, 7th A
I have many friends,
Some are old and some are new,
but I love them all.
One is my father,
one is my mother
One is my grandma,
and one is grandpa.
They are always
kind to me and
helpful to me
They cheer me up
I even have other friends
My bestie is cute as bunny
My best friend is as sweet as cherry.
But still love them all
-Kanak, Ishita
If I was marooned on an island?
Topic: stranded stories
How I got lost on an island
One bright day, our class went on a trip. My friends and I were
roaming in the jungle, laughing
and enjoying ourselves. But when we looked back for our teachers,
there was no one! We called
out again and again, but only birds and trees answered. Soon, we
understood that we were lost.
We kept walking for hours until we reached a river. We tied some
logs together to make a boat
and tried to cross. But the water carried us away, and suddenly we
found ourselves on the shore
of an island.
At first, we were very scared. We built a small hut with branches, ate
fruits and coconuts, and
played around the beach. At night, we sat together, talked and
laughed. It was fun but we also
missed our families.
One morning, we saw a helicopter flying above. We quickly shouted
'HELP'. Luckily, the pilot
heard it and rescued us.
It was a fun adventure which taught us teamwork, courage and
patience.
-Swara Hatolkar, 7th A
If I was marooned on an island
If I was marooned on an island, survival would become my top
priority. I'd search for fresh water,
build shelter from branches and leaves, and gather fruits or fish for
food. The solitude would be
overwhelming at first, but nature's raw beauty may offer some peace. I
will use rocks and logs to
spell 'help' or 'Sos' in hopes of rescue. Each day would be a battle
against loneliness, fear, and
elements. Over time, I might grow stronger, more self-reliant, even
grateful for life's basics. Still
I'd dream constantly of rescue and reuniting with loved ones. Hope
would keep going.
-Atif Shaikh, 8th A
If I was marooned on an island?
Imagine waking up on an island - no phones, no internet, no city
noise. Just the sound of waves
crashing and birds calling. At first, fear would strike: HOW WILL I
SURVIVE?? But slowly,
survival would become my greatest teacher!!!
Building shelter
with palm leaves, branches, and stones, I would create a simple hut.
Safety from rain and wild
animals would be my first goal...
Finding food and water
coconuts would be my lifesavers- providing both water and food I'd
learn to fish with sharp sticks
and gather fruits carefully, avoiding anything suspicious
Life Lessons
Though lonely, I'd find peace in nature. The island would teach me
patience, courage, and self
reliance. Watching the surmise each morning, I'd realize the true beauty
of simplicity.
Final thoughts
Being marooned would be scary, yet magical. An island isn't just
isolation -it's a change to, and
a chance to discover one's inner strength...
Sometimes, losing the world means finding
YOURSELF!!
-Bhakti Lohar, 7th A
Lost and found
Lost and found
One day, I was going to the mall with my mom and dad. I saw a
cute doll. The doll was so nice. I
told my mom and dad to give me that doll. I take doll and sleep
with her. The next day I was
thinking of a name for her. I liked the name Sofia for her. I played
with her all the time.
I came from school. I went to my room and saw there was no Sofia
in the room. I was looking for
her, but she wasn't in the room. I was very sad. I checked the
entire room- in the cupboard as
well. She was not there.
Then I looked under the bed. There was Sofia! I saw her and became
very happy. Then I began
to play with my toy for hours and hours on end.
-Manasvi Rajurkar, 5th A
Once upon a time when I was 3, I used to live in Pune. I had
many friends there. But I never had
a bestie. But on 27th July in 2018 I got a teddy. It was so cute. I
named it 'bunny' because it was
a rabbit. I also dream of having a bestie like this but I was happy.
Many days past everything
was going good but suddenly I got sick. About a month I was in the
hospital. Even on my
birthday I was sick. I cut the cake and celebrated with my family and
with my bestie. I got well
and I became 4 years old. I was happy but but also sad that I used
to get not even a single
response. But I used to love it a lot!
Now the real story begins. After that corona nineteen came. We shifted
to Nashik in hurry, but
by mistake I left the bunny (teddy) over there. While I was travelling
I remembered the bunny
then I cried a lot. I reached Nashik. I used to live in society named
as sea. I celebrated 5th, 6th
and 7th birthday. After a few years we shifted to a new building
'Archit Vrindavan'. I got many
friends and I was happy. But I missed my teddy. When I turned nine
I got a friend named bunny.
I was extremely happy and now I have a bunny bestie. I was happy
because I found my friend in
the great lost friend.
-Kanak Bodake, 5th A
