Robot

by Asmaa N. Al-Nassr

I’m opposite with robots. Why do they look like us. Are they going to invite us one day?

They walk they talk, but only when we tell them to do so.

Day by day they are starting to look like us: eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.

When these voices come from Miss Kim's class, I realized how I missed being inside.

Every day a new surprise and the more people program their robot wrongly the higher the voices get.

Painter robot was my first creation. Going to DTFF and having all the kids ask me why there is no color in a painter robot.

And I answer them, "just use your imagination, little angels," but in my head I say, "stop acting smart you little kid!"