Friday, January 15, 2016

OUR FRIENDS-ANIMAL


The children in the class were startled on hearing the sound tak. The sound came from the ceiling fan. Kalyani shouted.. Look, look a bird is hurt. Peter got up at once and picked up the bird. It was in pain.
 Navjyot and Ali quickly brought water in a bowl. Peter lovingly patted the bird. They held the bowl to the bird’s beak. It drank a little water and slowly started flapping its wings. Navjyot told all the children to move back. They noticed that the bird was trying to fly. In a while, the bird flew away...

Next day the children saw a bird circling above them in their classroom. The children tried to find out whether it was the same bird that was hurt the previous day. They quickly switched off the fan and started to clap.

Shankar was very happy. A cat had given birth to four kittens in the courtyard of his house. He started spending his free time with them. One morning shankar was woken up by the cat’s cry. He ran towards the courtyard.

He saw that the cat was crying and cuddling its three kittens. One of the kittens was missing. He went outside and found Malini patting a kitten. Shankar called Malini into his courtyard. Malini saw the cat crying. Children let us what happen to Shankar kitten.

Bholi is Meenu’s cow. Meenu takes Bholi to the field to graze daily. One day a speeding scooter hit Bholi and hurt her leg. The wound was bleeding heavily.

Chandu Dhobi looks after his donkey very well. The donkey too does a lot of his work. Look at the pictures and write what are the things that Chandu does for his donkey.

If we want to truly lead a life of “Love thy neighbor,” our neighbors should include our animal friends, especially since they harm us in no way.They only beautify our lives; they are loving, and they make our lives more lively, colorful and interesting. We should preserve them, watch them, love them and enjoy their presence. 

All  the animals to befriend you and help you. Animals are our best friends and probably the only ones  love us and do not judge us.

 THANK YOU,

A HOUSE LIKE THIS! - TEXT


My name is Naseem. I live in Srinagar. Since yesterday there is lot of activity in our school. It will go on for a week. Do you know why ? There is a camp being held in our school. Children have come from many places for the camp. Tents have been put up in the ground for everyone to stay.

We have decorated the school beautifully. Some children have used pieces of cloth to make streamers for the doors. Some have made posters using almond shells while others have made rangolis using dry leaves and saw dust.

Today is the first day of the camp. We are very happy. In the morning we all got together and sat down on the ground in a circle. Each of us introduced ourselves and spoke about where we came from and what we liked to eat.

Children brought pictures of their families and their homes. Everyone spoke about their homes. Bhupen’s group was the first to talk.

I have come from Molan village in Assam. It rains heavily in our place. Hence our houses are made almost ten to twelve feet above the ground. They are made on strong bamboo pillars. The insides of our houses are also made of wood.

I have come from Manali which is a hilly area. At our place it rains heavily and snows as well. When it is very cold, we like to sit in the sun. Our houses are made of stone or wood.

Mitali and Anuj have come from Delhi. They showed pictures of Delhi to everyone. In one picture, seeing very high buildings, Bhupen said – Oh ! such tall houses. How do you climb up ?

New Delhi is the capital of India. People from villages and towns come to big cities like Delhi in search of work. These people often settle in the city. There are a large number of people living here and the space is less.

Many people do not have houses at all. They have to live in slums – and many people do not have that either. People sleep wherever they find place on the road, on the footpath, at the station... Indeed, shelter is a major problem in big cities.

I have come from Rajasthan. Rainfall is very scarce in our area. It is very hot too. We live in mud houses. The walls of the houses are very thick. These walls are plastered with mud. The roofs are made of thorny bushes.

In the same way, all the groups spoke about their houses. After the introduction, a cultural programme was held. The children performed various dances.like Bharatanatyam, Kathakali, Kathak, Manipuri, kuchupudi,bhangra etc.

children  sang folk songs in their own languages. Assamese, Bengali, Bhili/Bhilodo, Bodo, Dogri, Gujarat, , Gondi, Hindi, Konkani, ,Khandesh, Kanada, Kashimiri, Telugu, Marathi, Maithili,Tamil, Malayam, Manipure, Mundari, Nepali, Odia,Punjabi, Santali, Tulu, Urdu, Etc.Everybody had kahwa with almonds and cardamom.

We really enjoyed ourselves. In the evening we all went to the Dal lake. We saw a houseboat. We sat in a shikara and some children moved the oars. We saw the Char Chinari surrounded by blue mountains. In the same way, all the groups spoke about their houses.

 THANK YOU,

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The Train Come on children, let’s play a game
Climb aboard the chugging train!
 Blow your whistles and take your seats
Onto shoulders, if you please!
Forward, backward, backward forward,
But in a line, don’t run outward!
Stay in line, and shut your eyes
With open eyes, you’ll nothing spy.
On roads of iron, we move to and fro,
Here come the lights, and there they go.
Across the meadows, over the hills,
Past aging farmers, temples, mills.
Past village wells and a lush green field
With broken walls, and a potato field
Smoky clouds,Fairs and crowds.
Village fairs,Riders on mares.
Flocks of birds,
Clustered huts.
Bridges and paths,
Dhobi ghats.
Small tea-shops,
Puddles and flocks
Come, let's meet some children and find out how they spent
their vacations.
I went to my uncle who lives in Delhi. Earlier, we used to go from the railway station to his house in a……..
But this time it was great fun. We went by the which went through an underground tunnel. We did not even come to know that were running on the road above the tunnel. was my bua’s wedding. I met many relatives. We had a good time eating, drinking and playing.
Bhaiya came from America in an . Imagine, he came from so far but reached here in one day! Bua looked very beautiful when she was going in the……. I went to my nani ’s house in Kerala. Where she lives, there is water everywhere. From the station, we could have taken a or a to reach her house.
Instead, we took a straight to her house. It felt a little strange but we had fun.We went to Shimla during the vacations. The moved on the zig-zag roads on high mountains. It was very scray when we looked down. We had to walk long distances in Shimla. My dadi would get tired very quickly. We would make her ride on the .I never got tired, I enjoyed walking.
My khala lives very close to our house. Whenever I feel like going to her, I quickly climb on my and rush to her place. Ma and Chhotu have to take a to go to nani ’s house.
I went to my mamaji’s village. From the railway station there is no bus going to his village. So we went in a........ We crossed lush green fields on the way to the village. I loved the sounds of the bells tied around the necks of the bulls.
Transportation is the movement of people and goods over time and space.