Goodbye to the hallways where I used to run,
To classes filled with laughter and fun.
Goodbye to the playground, sunny and wide,
Where my friends and I would play and hide.<\/p>\n
I\u2019m moving up now, to Grade Six they say,
A brand-new campus, not so far away.
It\u2019s called PECHS\u2014so big and bright,
But thinking of it keeps me up at night.<\/p>\n
What if I get lost, or don\u2019t know the rule?
What if the big kids don\u2019t think I\u2019m cool?
What if my teacher isn\u2019t kind like before?
Will they smile when I walk through the door?<\/p>\n
At Jinnah, I was known by every name,
Here I felt special, not just part of a game.
My teachers here, they knew my fears,
They cheered me on and wiped my tears.<\/p>\n
Miss Anila\u2019s hugs, and Sir Rehan\u2019s jokes,
Miss Sana\u2019s stories, and fun with folks.
They pampered me, they made me grow,
It\u2019s so hard now to let them go.<\/p>\n
But deep in my heart, I know it\u2019s time,
To take a step, to start the climb.
I\u2019ll carry their lessons wherever I go,
Like seeds of love that\u2019ll always grow.<\/p>\n
So here’s to the future, new friends, new skies,
To being brave, and saying goodbyes.
And if ever I feel too small or shy,
I\u2019ll think of Jinnah\u2014and I\u2019ll try.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"