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The Kid in Me: The Writers' Spotlight

Pleasanton student Ishmeet Dhillon reflects on growing up and getting older in a special poem dedicated to her friend for her birthday.

The Kid in Me

I know when I was young,
I was precious, fragile, and lovable,
Hugs, Kisses, Love, and more,
Everyone thought I was adorable.

I remember when I would make a fuss,
When I wanted to sleep one more hour,
But back then I could sleep as long as I wanted,
I didn’t have to hurry to the shower.

I remember when I used to play outside
for hours on end each day.
Getting cuts and bruises on my knees,
while playing pretend games.

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I remember the first day of kindergarten,
All the kids looking open-eyed and scared.
The teacher helped us get along,
And made sure our toys were shared.

I remember when I cruised through elementary,
Making new friends every grade,
Playing outside in recess and lunch,
Eating our soggy pizza in the shade.

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I remember the day I left elementary behind,
Anxious for a new school,
New people, new friends, new ideas,
Growing up meant new rules.

I remember the day I met my best friend,
When she introduced herself and helped me.
It was the first day of our new school,
Where everyone was wide-eyed with worry.

I remember eating lunch with friends,
With our backpacks in the middle of the table,
Talking about the latest news and stories,
While chewing on a raisin bagel.

I remember learning and having fun,
With teachers and my group of friends,
Pranking our 7th grade science teacher,
Then having to make amends.

I remember our 8th grade “potlucks”,
Where we would make and share our food creations,
Laughing while playing class games,
And then arguing about the teacher’s regulations.

I remember the day I passed eighth grade,
Feeling so accomplished and proud,
But I knew I had a roller coaster ahead of me,
Where being irresponsible was not allowed.

From my twists and turns I’ve had a lot to learn,
That growing up means changing quite a bit.
But I know no matter how old I get,
Inside, I’ll always be a kid.

- Ishmeet Dhillon


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