My life-Sitara Azimi
ANGER
Anger
Dark, red
Angry and upset
Blamed for no reason
Like I was in jail
Words in my head, why me
Frustration
JOY
Joy
Bright, yellow
Happy and relaxed
Going home after school
Like touching very soft clouds
Not thinking about studies from school
Happiness!
TRUST
Trustworthy friends are
Responsible, kind, funny and respectful to you.
Understanding and
Supportive friends are very good to
TRUST!
MY DREAM JOB
I love teaching kids
Being a teacher is fun
It is a good job.
THE ART TEACHER
There once was a nice art teacher
Who had a fear of a creature,
She loves cake and chai
Yet that was a lie,
The teacher had a Shrek feature.
AZIMI FAMILY
Five Afghan people
Living in a house
They are
Rarely quiet
Most of the time loud
And mostly funny.
Eating Afghan food
Like aushak, rice
And chicken.
Every Ramadan and
Eid we go out, fast
And make our prayers
To Allah.
That’s the Azimi family for you!
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