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My Sweet Mother – My Best Friend

                    My mother’s name is Saranya. She is very beautiful and pretty. She is more like my
            friend. We play together, she helps me in my studies, homework, makes my favourite food and
            teaches me good habits. If I do any mistake she advices me to be a good boy.
                    She is my princess, puppy and my sweetie pie. She is a super woman who does every-
            thing. She buys me whatever I ask her for like books, colours, toys, ice cream, dress, watch
            and lots of other things. I enjoy going out and being with her. All my friends also like her as
            she is friendly and plays games with us when they come home.
                    I am very proud to have a mother like her. I thank her for all she does for me and I will
            be a super good boy and will make her proud. She is my super heroine.
                                                   Love you Amma ….
                                                                                                Pranav R S
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                                                              ODE TO THE NATURE

                                                              Upon a nice mid-spring day
                                                              Lets take a look at nature’s way.
                                                              Breathe the scent of nice fresh air
                                                              Feel the breeze within your hair

                                                                      The grass   will  poke  between your toes
                                    Monisha G II– E                Smell the flowers with your nose.
                                                                   Clouds form shapes within the skies.
            A sunny Day                                                And light will glisten from your eyes.

            The cock is crowing,                                       Hear the buzzing of the bees.
            The stream is flowing,                            Climb the tallest willow trees.
            The small birds twitter,                           Look across the meadow way.
            The lake does glitter,                            And shall see a young deer play.
            The green field sleeps in the sun,
            The oldest and the youngest                               Pick the daisies as they grow.
            Are at work with the strongest,                            Watch a gentle cold stream grow.
            The cattle are grazing,                                    Know the sounds of water splash.
            Their heads never raising,                                 Catch its glimmer in a fresh
            There are forty feeding like one.
            Arpit  Pratap  Singh                              When altogether all seems sound
            3- L                                              Lay yourself upon the ground
                                                              Take a moment to inhale
            SAVE ME                                           And listen to the  nature tell her tale
            Earth has given us many gifts.                                                                  Gagandeep P.G.
            One  of  them  is  trees.  Trees  are  very  im-                                                                  III- D
            portant to us.
            Trees  provide  us  timber  to  make  furniture.
            They provide us shelter during summer.
            We get paper, gum, rubber from trees. Birds
            make their nests on trees.
            Trees help us to reduce pollution.
            Friends, please don’t cut trees and keep the
            surroundings clean & green .

            “Save Mother Earth, Save Trees!!!
             Breathe Free! “
            R. Ahilyaa                                     Aarabhi Mathan
            II– D                                                     VII- C
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