My Yellow Umbrella

Created & authored by: Anup D.

My 4 inch feet, in the mud and water

Ice-cream in one hand, my yellow umbrella in the other

Grass is green, the wetness of rain

My lunch wrapped in aluminum foil

And this fragrance of soil

Far away across the road

I see the bus stop

Papa of Kitu tying his shoelace

Hanuman ji orange statue behind him have such a grace

I have to walk fast to reach school on time

Caterpillar on the ground has so many legs

Why does it not run?

I don’t know

I’ll ask Amma (Mother) when I get back home

I like Amma when she kiss my forehead every morning

I always smile looking at her

She loves me so much

I like rain and I like green

I like ice cream

Baba is sitting on the roadside he has a long mustache

He is very funny, he always tells me jokes

I love when he plays flute

Sound of it is very very sweet

It makes me happy

This is my favorite road to school

Because I always see Pinky aunties’ house wall

The branches of tree is always full of mangos

I can’t reach them even if I jump

When one day I grow up, I’ll jump and pluck them

I love eating them

But papa always say ‘you waste more than you eat’

Birds far away on the big ‘Neem’ tree are chirping

I can hear them loud

I asked my Rita mam (teacher) once if we could learn their language

She said no one could understand them

But when I grow old I’ll become scientist and learn to talk to them

But I love to one day become a dancer too

I’ll ask Amma what should I become

May be a ‘dancing scientist’

He He He

My friend Neetu tells me that I tell lot of jokes

Then may be I’ll become a ‘dancing joker scientist’

My school bag is getting wet

I can see the gate of school now

Pink and yellow small flowers on grass look so wonderful

Why do flowers have so many colors?

May be someone have put my crayon colors on them

(Enters School )

Teacher> ” Roll call time students”

Aaanvi Sharma

Aaanvi> “Yes mam, present”

Teacher >“Welcome on the first day to the 4th grade, wish you all the best”

P.s: Life and innocence exuberates all around us, just open your yellow umbrella to always be in the state of Joy