5 things to do during your summer holidays
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I put out my hand,
I put out my hand.
I get given a pencil,
I get given a beating.
My teacher begins to speak,
My teacher begins to speak.
I don’t understand what’s being taught,
I don’t understand what’s being taught.
I ask,
I ask.
My teacher clarifies it for me and I learn,
My teacher beats me for being stupid.
I start to write while laughing with my friends,
I begin to write with my sore hand and one of my friends makes a joke.
My teacher comes and laughs with us too,
My teacher comes and beats him too.
I want to work hard to make my teacher proud,
I just want to go home.
I look around and see such cheerful faces,
I stare at my paper, I can only hear silence.
I will have a bright future,
But what about me?
Because life is good,
No, it’s not.
- by Sajira Shrestha
- by Pratyencha Koirala
- by Mimansak Nepal
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