Good morning, everyone, I'm Ian Z. C., A young mind of twelve, gazing wide to see, I hail from Santa Clara, where I earned my start, With high honors to frame my eager heart. An only child with dreams that soar and fly, I aim for the heavens, where the true paths lie. To be a pilot, my ambition unfolds, In the sky’s gentle cradle, my story told. With each dawn, new horizons beckon to me, In this vast sky of dreams, where I'll someday be.