KareemKareem went to Al Mutanabbi Street and hurried towards Al Saqi bookshop. As he got closer, he saw there was a long queue forming outside the door to the shop, and his heart sank

KareemHe had been saving up for months and wanted to be the first one to buy the new book by his favourite poet

Kareemhe would have to wait in line. As he stood waiting, the hard-working schoolboy pulled the advert for the new book out of his pocket.

Kareem walks home, the book tucked safely under his arm. His mind is already racing with lines of poetry inspired by his beloved poet. "One day, I'll have a book of my own here," he vows to himself, his heart swelling with hope and ambition.

Kareem .