Dhruva Motalli, Class 5, Sherwood High School, Bengaluru
I took a paper, made a boat, It went through villages, and in front of goat, I put some flowers, it went through shower, I wrote my name, then played some game, It went in front of Titanic ship, Just in time, came a rock and it made a flip, They don’t carry goats, but still they are my boats