When I go to the sky, I feel happy.
In the magic place, it’s beautiful.
I see a magic flower. It’s light blue.
I see a monster, but it’s so cute.
The river is pink. A purple cat is coming to me now.
I see a lot of rainbow mountains.
I’m there now. I see an orange dog. I feel scared.
Under my feet there is a lot of yellow grass. I see a big unicorn. I ride on it.
When I come home, I want to go there again.
Poem by Sam Ang Chorda, 10 years, living in Cambodia.
The poem is a result of the workshop Creative Writing from the NGO Writing Through, one of the partners of CONNECT.
