Poetry from Faizullayeva Gulasal

My mother

Mom, you are for us

You are both great and honorable.

There is a folk saying:

“Learn from Cradle to Grave”

We are your beloved children

Three girls, one male shunkor.

We boldly promise

Now we can help you!

Now we put aside

The joys of childhood,

“We won’t tell you

About my father’s death…”

stay home (covid 19)

Dear relatives,

Dear blood relatives,

My classmate, my confidants,

Please stay at home

shed less tears now

Read more books

Write meaningful poems,

Please stay at home

Memorizing from Navoi,

put wisdom in your heart,

Enjoy your time

Please stay at home

Brave as our countryman

Man does not exist in the world.

He gives his life for us

This is God’s test 

We will definitely win.

That’s why my people

Let’s be patient

Be sensitive for now

Please stay home!

Faizullayeva Gulasal was born on January 28, 2009 in Gijduvan district, Bukhara region.The author of “My father’s dream” and “My mother’s paradise”.In addition, he made many achievements in chemistry and biology. English language, literature, mother tongue are among his favorite subjects. Participated in the “Festival of Book Lovers” – “Festival of Literature” and won a 3-day trip to Tashkent. There are 6 people in their family. His father died. She is a very talented, smart and beautiful girl. She has many plans, dreams, and goals for the future, so Gulasal is studying biology and chemistry and making every effort to achieve them. He wants to become a good doctor in the future and send his mother to Hajj. Her future dreams are to take IELTS, win student of the year, Zulfiya award and open a course and teach students.