Ochildiyeva Shahnoza Abdivohid qizi was born on July 17, 2006 in the republik of Uzbekistan, Surkhandarya region , Denov district. Presently, she studies at school number 49 in 10th grade. She is a Captain of the Denov District Council of the Youth Union of Uzbekistan. She actively participates different national competitions, festivals, gaining honorable places. Also one of the youngest and most active members of several international organizations. Her poems have been published in several newspapers and magazines. In 2021, the first collection of poetry was published under the name “Yurakdagi orzularim”. Samples of creativity were included in the anthologies “Türkçenin dünyadaki özbek sesi” published in the Republic of Turkey and “Talented voices of Uzbekistan” published in America. In 2022, her new book came out of publication under the title “She’riyat o’ziga ayladi asir”. Her new book which was called “Happines” was published in Amerika. Nowadays her books are selling in 26 countries of the world!
Why I love my Motherland
Why I love my Uzbekistan
Let the wind tells about it.
Take a deeper look at my motherland,
It’s wearing a wreath from glorious history.
Look for Ulegbek’s eyes there
Who spend life staring at the stars in the sky
In historical pages of my country
All great beings are alive and alive.
Maybe it is a childish love
Let the world know its glory and fame.
Namangan’s bright red apples
And Samarkand’s baked shirmoy bread.
I still have a smell in my throat
Of sweet sumalak by my aunt
Leads us right towards the dreams,
A wish made in front of sumalak.
Glittering on the nch of my country
A bright necklace made of fame.
Oh, friends, you will all see it too,
Each necklace is a champion.
Look at my lovely motherland
It’s wearing an embroidered long dress
Brightly different colours,
Suits my beautiful country.
Margilon satin is fine and tend
The embroidery would adorn it fully
Tying her waist with a decorative belt,
Standing in body with full of beauty.
Clothes worn by my Motherland
Golden robe woven by Bukhara
I think this is an another reason,
Of the fiery and pure love of me.
My contry leads us in its hands,
Thousands of kids, boys and girls.
Towards a great bright future,
All generations with enthusiasm.
My country is lingting everywhere
As a symbol of the brightest sun
It’s dear to me as long as I live
As my supposedly loving mother.
Olmaqand * seller
(Story)
Give me the most beautiful happiness, my Lord!
These words have been ringing in my heart for years. With these words, behind this good intention, I have achieved many goals! I left school with excellent grades and studied at prestigious higher education institutions. Now I have created my own very famous educational center. I also teach English at my educational center. The students of our educational center always take leading positions. If I run into the parents of my students on the street or at work they can try to explain their satisfaction!. I want to do more good!
Every day, when I went to my classes early in the morning, an uncle who was sitting in a stroller with an umbrella near the building of our educational center, always attracted my attention. He is dressed ordinary , his hat is on his head! I think he is about fifty years old. The face of this thin, dark man, but with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, exudes a kindness and sincerity. Maybe that’s why I loved this person from the bottom of my heart.
One day I was going to class when I heard someone calling behind me. As soon as I looked, the salesman was smiling at me. Then I saw that he was missing one leg and was walking on crutches. My love for him grew even more…
– Hello, my son! – began to speak politely uncle seller: I had an important request from you, won’t I take your time?
– No, no, uncle. Please tell me.
– Thank you, my son. I have known you for a long time. I am interested in you. I have unlimited respect for knowledgeable people. You know, I have a son… – after a short silence, the seller’s uncle continued again, my only and only son! I’m going to sit here all day because of my ilness. I’m not fit for any other job. At home, my son helps his mother to make almaqand. Livelihood! He graduated from the fourth grade this year. He studies well at school. He is interested in learning languages. I want to educate my son. I said that if he attends your classes, he will learn from you. I wish there was a teacher like you. It is true that we are having a little trouble, but I will try to make payments on time.
I heard the uncle’s words with excitement. I thought that If the prices of our educational center are high for this simple-minded person, they will really suffer.
Then an idea came to my mind and I was happy. I wonder where I came up with it. Maybe Allah put it in my heart.
– Oh uncle, I said excitedly: You are such a lucky person. Let me tell you something new, the admission process was going on at our educational center. I have announced a bonus for my English classes. I will teach the latest student for free. Today is the last day of admission and there is one place left. Your son got this bonus. You don’t even have to pay now. Congratulation!
The uncle was surprised. Then, when he realized everything, he was so happy that it is difficult to rate. He hugged me and prayed for a long time with tears in his eyes. He said that he will never forget my kindness and talked about his son’s hopes for a bright future.
Seeing the uncle’s joy, I was over the moon in the world. I thanked God. I told the uncle with joy in my eyes:
– Uncle, first of all, thank God. You have such a nice luck. This is your happiness . To be The cause of your happiness is my happiness!
* Olmaqand – delicious apple covered with red sugar.
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