I am a child.

    I am all the things of my past.

    I have a pair of ears from my mum.

    I have the bad temper of my dad.

    That’s what my mother said.

    I am all I have seen.

    Birds fly in the blue sky.

    And leaves fall down from the trees.

    Movies about people who face frightening monsters or ghosts.

    I’m nervous about their fates.

    I am all I have heard.

    “Don’t fight with him, he is your cousin.”

    “You will get an iPad for your good marks.”

    Rain drops on the ground.

    Waves lapping.

    And the birds sing in the morning.

    I am all I feel and taste.

    Delicious steaks and sour duck breast salad.

    And cold mint milkshakes in a cup.

    And I am all I’ve remembered.

    Walking on the edge of the rocks beside the karst cave.

    I was really scared.

    Almost drowned in a swimming pool.

    I’m all I’ve been taught.

    “If you are careful, math will be the easiest subject for you.”

    “We all expect good things from you.”

    I’m all I think.

    Deep down inside my mind

    I’m all those things.

    I’m like a little bird.

    And these things are my wings.

    I’ll fly higher and higher.

    One day I will fly on top of the world

    Because I’m the man of the future.