By Kautuk Srivatava Age : 10 Class: Fifth School: St Mary's I.S.C school. City: Mazgaon My Dad had promised me to send me to USA if I stood amongst the top three boys in my class. I put in a lot of effort. Result started pouring in. But just one mark in a total of 500 made all the difference. There I was getting good marks and was quite happy. I stood fourth in my class. My Dad bought a chocolate to cheer me up and to my my astonishment it had a contest form which was my lucky trump. I waited for two weeks and then arrived the lucky ticket. At last my dream had come true. We should never give up hope that's what I learnt.
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