People

• Aniket Dhingra, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2018

There was a black boy who made a living selling balloons at a fair.
He had many colours of balloons, including red, yellow, blue, and green.
Whenever business was slow, he would release a helium-filled balloon into the air and when the children saw it go up, they all wanted to buy one.
They would come up to him, buy a balloon, and his sales would go up again.
He continued this process all day everyday.
One day, a man came up to the boy and said
would a black balloon like you would fly too
by the man’s racism, the boy replied with pride of what skin color he has ,
"Sir, it is not the color of the balloon,
it is what is inside that makes it go up."
The same thing applies to our lives.
It is what is inside that counts.
Kindness loyalty
Impressed by the boy the man never looked at anyone by their skin color
but by how kind they were and what they were from the inside.