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DR B.R. AMBEDKAR
THE ARCHITECT OFTHE INDIAN CONSTITUTION
APRIL 1891 - DECEMBER 1956
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Bhimrao� Ramji� Ambedkar,� also� known� as� Babasaheb�Ambedkar� is� celebrated� as� the� father� of� the� Indian�Constitution.� �“If�I�find�the�constitution�being�He�statedmisused,�I�shall�be�the�first�to�burn�it.”
He�was�a�great�activist�and�a�social�reformer�who�fought�for�the�rights�of�Dalits�and�the�upliftment�of�the�socially�backward�class�in�the�Indian�society.�His�famous�quote�
My Idol – Dr. B. R AmbedkarMy Idol – Dr. B. R Ambedkarby Aayush Mahapatra, Grade 5, SNS Gurugram
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was�“I� like�the�religion�that�teaches�liberty,�equality�and�fraternity”
He�was�a�bibliophile�and�read�everything�he�could�lay�his�hands�on.� �The�children�biography�written�on�him�“The�Boy�Who�Asked�Why?”�was�engrossing.�It�made�me�disheartened�leafing�through�the�picture�book.�He�was�victimised�as�an�untouchable.��I�feel�that�everyone�should�be�treated�equally.
Dr�Ambedkar�had�a�remarkable� fascination�towards�painting.�He�loved�seeing�paintings�and�really�wanted�to� be� able� to� draw� well.� ...� It� was� after� reading�Churchill's� book� 'Painting� as� a� pastime'� that� he�developed�such�passion�in�painting.
He�painted�Buddha�with�open�eyes.�As�per�his�belief,�it�was� crucial� to�keep�eyes�open� to�watch� the�grief�of�human� life.� These�open�eyes�have�now�become� the�“Deeksha�Bhoomi”�of�inspiration�for�the�Ambedkarite�painters.
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Music�used�to�allure�him.�His�penchant�for�violin�made�him�learn�it�for�years.�His�teachers�were�reluctant�to�give�lessons�to�such�an�elderly�and�scholarly�man�like�Dr . � Ambedkar . � But � a f ter � meet ing � h im� and�experiencing� the�sense�of�humour�he�had,� they�got�swayed�by�him.
Dr.�Ambedkar�was�a�great�and�dynamic�personality�having� inspirational� life� from� childhood.� He� has�various� qualities� like� being� efficient,� honest,�revolutionist,�long�visionary�attitude,�leadership,�and�ambitious�thoughts.�These�qualities�of�him�made�me�go�through�his�memoir.�His�philosophy�of�life�was�“It�should�be�great�rather�than�long”�is�captivating�and�I�truly�believe�in�it.
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Dr.� B.� R.� Ambedkar,� popularly� called� Babasaheb�Ambedkar�is�known�as�one�of�the�architects�of�the�Indian�Constitution.�He�was�a�very�well-known�political�leader,�eminent� jurist, � Buddhist� activist, � philosopher,�anthropologist,� historian,� orator,� writer,� economist,�scholar,�and�editor.�
Dr. B. R Ambedkarby Ananya Kakkar, Grade 5, SNS Gurugram
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“Life Should Be Greater Rather Than Long”
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Dr� Ambedkar� fought� to� eradicate� social� evils� like�untouchability� and� for� the� rights� of� the� Dalits� and�other�socially�backward�classes�throughout�his�life.�Dr�Ambedkar�was�appointed�as�India's�first�Law�Minister�in� the� Cabinet� of� Jawaharlal � Nehru.� He� was�posthumously� awarded� the� Bharat� Ratna,� India's�highest�civilian�honour�in�1990.
Dr�Ambedkar�suffered�a�lot�in�his�life,�but�he�never�let�his�education�get�affected.�He�studied�every�day�for�14�to�18�hours.�It�was�Shahu�Maharaj�Ji,�from�Baroda,�who�sent�him�to�England�to�pursue�higher�education.
Babasaheb� was� very� fond� of� reading� books.� It� is�thought� that� his� personal� library� was� the� largest�personal�library�in�the�world,�with�more�than�50,000�books.
While�in�London,�he�went�to�a�library�every�day�and�studied�for�hours.�Once�he�ate�a�piece�of�bread�while�sitting� alone� in� the� library� at� lunchtime.� A� Jew�librarian�saw�him�and�scolded�him,�instead�of�going�to�the�cafeteria,�he�ate�food�hiding�there.�
The�librarian�threatened�to�fine�him�and�terminate�his�membership.� Babasaheb� then� apologized� and� told�him�about�his�struggle�and�that�of�his�community�and�why�he�came�to�England.�
He� also� honestly� admitted� that� he� did� not� have�enough�money�to�go�to�the�cafeteria�for�lunch.�After�
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hearing�it,�the�librarian�said:�From�today,�you�will�not�be�sitting�alone,�you�will�come�to�the�cafeteria�with�me�and�I�will�share�my�meal�with�you.
This�incident�changed�Babasaheb's�view�about�Jews�and�he�made�a�new�friend.�He�wrote�many�books�in�future�about�the�struggle�of�the�Jews�and�their�life.
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This�is�a�story�of�my�jungle�crewNow�we�are�many,�but�we�started�off�fewIt�took�a�while�for�us�all�to�be�friends
Learning�and�loving�all�our�odds�and�ends.Even�if�all�of�us�wander�and�roam
The�jungle�is�a�place�we�call�our�home
It�started�with�me�out�there�on�my�ownA�friendless�lion�walking�all�aloneI�had�sharp�teeth�and��a�thick�mane
They�thought�I�was�nasty�cruel�and�vain.
My Jungle CrewMy Jungle Crewby Mehal Kothari, Grade 5, SNS Gurugram
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But�none�of�those�things�were�ever�trueMy�teeth�were�sharp�to�help�me�chew
I�am�a�kind�lion,�caring�and�goodI�am�a�lion�that's�just�misunderstood.
Everything�changed�when�I�met�my�first�friendI�met�the�hippo�by�the�river�bend.
He�was�walking�alone�looking�sad�and�blueSo�I�cried�out�“Hello!�How�do�you�do?”“I'm�not�well�at�all”�the�hippo�said“Can�we�walk�together�instead?”
The�hippo�was�very�different�from�meAs�different�from�a�lion�as�he�possibly�could�be
The�hippo�and�I�became�quite�a�pairThere�was�nothing�that�we�did�not�share.
And�so�when�we�met�the�big�tall�giraffeWe�ran�to�meet�him�with�a�smile�and�a�laugh.“I'd�like�a�friend�,”�said�the�voice�from�up�highHe�had�a�long�neck,�he�could�reach�the�sky.
He�said,�“You�won't�find�a�wiser�animal�than�me”Hippo�and�I�grinned�because�now�we�were�three.If�there�was�a�problem,�the�giraffe�didn't�quit
He�had�a�quick�mind�and�a�sharp�wit.
Look�at�the�animals�of�the�crewIt�started�with�a�lion�and�then�it�grewWe�all�belong�to�a�fun�jungle�crew
Will�you�come�join�us?�we'd�love�to�have�you!
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The�world�of�education�has�seen�lot�of�churning,�The�focus�is�now�on�online�learning.
�Teachers�are�educating�us�on�Google�Meet,�But�beware,�we�have�also�learnt�to�cheat.
�With�our�friends�we�love�to�constantly�chat,�Though�there�are�important�things�to�work�at.
Online LearningOnline Learningby Nyasa Khare, Grade 5, SNS Gurugram
DECEMBER, 2020
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Are�you�bored�and�hungry�during�the�meeting?Switch�off�your�video�and�start�eating.
Ma'am�asks�a�question�which�you�don't�know,Don't�worry,�log-out�and�do�a�no-show.
Some�others�have�no�such�scruples,To�find�the�answer,�they�search�on�Google.
But�if�you�know�the�answer,�raise�your�hand,Unmute�and�start�screaming�"Ma'am,�Ma'am,�Ma'am.
Sometimes�your�internet�connection�is�bad,Skip�your�class�and�later�blame�your�Dad.
�Some�silly�kids�just�have�to�butt�in,�by�pushing�that�nuisance�party�button.
COVID�prisoners,�we�can't�sit�in�our�car,�But�our�virtual�background�is�of�Eiffel�Tower.
The�only�thing�we�await,�Dear�God,Are�the�fun�activities�on�Nearpod.
The�teachers�know�about�it,�I�doubt,�That�we�have�parallel�calls�on�Hangouts.
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We�all�can�touch�and�we�all�can�see,began�in�cosmic�history.
How�long�ago,�came�things�to�be?Perhaps�it�was�infinity.
All�our�surroundings�hold�in�storethe�clues�to�what�has�gone�before.
A�fascination�long�prevailsto�understand�time's�every�tale.
Our�tiny�earth�holds�precious�giftsas�through�the�universe,�it�drifts.
The Beauty of It AllThe Beauty of It Allby Vidushi Singhal, Grade 5, SNS Gurugram
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With�organisms�varied,�rife.are�we�alone�in�having�life?
This�special�form�of�energyenduring�in�its�frailty,
Bestows�such�beauty,�all�admired.intelligence�is�awe-inspired.
I�don't�think�of�all�the�misery,But�the�beauty�still�stays.�
Adopt�the�pace�of�nature:�her�secret�is�patience,and�the�impact�is�impatience,
the�Earth�has�its�music�for�who�will�listen,for�the�one�how�to�listen�will�have�a�great�vision.
This�precious�and�gifted�world�we�live�init�is�the�beauty�of�it�all.������
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I�was�going�to�play�with�my�friends�in�the�park,Suddenly�I�saw�pizza,�pasta,�and�burger�in�my�way,
Which�made�me�stay,�I�waited�for�some�time,
My�mouth�watered,�My�stomach�said�to�me�-
“Jaanvi�your�hands�are�free,Go�grab�and�eat�them�for�me,
I�have�been�starving�for�years�for�this�day,Go�grab�and�eat�them�for�me,�for�me,�
My stomach said to me!!My stomach said to me!!by Jaanvi Vaishnav, Grade 5, SNS Gurugram
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Grr!�Grr!!”My�stomach�made�sounds,
My�hands�were�now�out�of�control!They�were�going�nearer�and�nearer�to�the�food!
And�my�legs�too!
Actually,�I�was�only�out�of�control!!My�hands�grabbed�the�burger,
My�mouth�opened�wide,�My�stomach�again�said�to�me�-
“Come�on�Jaanvi,�you�can�do�it,I�am�opening�my�doors�for�the�burger�pieces�to�
enter,Come�on�Jaanvi,�come�on”I�could�not�control�myself,
Finally,�I�took�a�bite!�
The�saliva�mixed�into�the�piece�of�burger,The�teeth�chewed�happily,
The�tiny�pieces�of�the�burger�were�travelling�through�the�oesophagus�into�my�stomach,
My�stomach�was�very�excited!And,�and!�The�food�entered�the�stomach,�
Then�the�stomach�nicely�mixed�the�water�with�the�other�digestive�juices,
At�last�it�emptied�its�chyme�into�the�small�intestine,My�stomach�said�to�me
“Thank�you�Jaanvi,�Thanks�to�you�from�all�my�sides!!”�
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Craft�is�the�thing�I�love�the�most��Like�just�yesterday�I�drew�a�cute�brown�toast,�You�can�absolutely�make�anything�with�artWhen� you� glance� over� my� work� you� are� watching� a�glimpse�of�my�heart
I�am�a�creator�of�IdeasFlying�in�the�sparkling�with�areas,Each�piece�I�create�is�a�part�of�meShowcasing�my�art's�beauty
Finding Joy in Creativity!Finding Joy in Creativity!by Vaibhavi Agarwal, Grade 5, SNS Gurugram
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I�am�a�magician�with�colours�With�each�creation�I�uncover,Passion�runs�through�in�all�my�craftsEach�hiding�behind�a�mask
Art�and�craft�is�very�soothingAnd�with�each�craft�I'm�improving,Craft�is�very�quick�to�makeIt�cannot�even�afford�one�mistake
Art�makes�me�expressAnd�each�craft�is�a�success,I�make�each�my�craft�with�a�twistAnd�that's�what�makes�me�an�amazing�ARTIST!
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A�bright�and�summery�afternoon�dipping� in�a�smoggy�haze,I� sat� out� in� the� garden,�munching� on� a� pack� of� crispy�Lay's,�A�flock�of�pigeons�above�me�hovering�all�around,With� their� tummy� rumbling� and� grumbling� for� the�millets�together�they�surround,
Chasing Greedy Cats vs
Chubby Great Grand Fatherby Namya Kamboj, Grade 5, SNS Gurugram
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Gliding�down�for�the�delicious�and�tempting�feast,Pounced�the�mouth-watering�cats�like�a�vicious�beast,Poor�pigeons�so�petrified�and�frightened,Chasing�cats�finally�caught�a�pigeon�so�their�moods�lightened.
The�pigeons�fluttered�and�flapped�their�wings�to�save�their�innocent�lives,But�cats�meowed�and�purred�showing�their�teeth�as�sharp�as�knives,As� the�cats�pump�up�again� for� the�pigeons�to�come�back,My� chubby� great� grandfather� came� for� rescue� and�saved�the�big�attack.
He�picked�up�his�walking�stick�and�swayed�in�the�air,The�cats�ran�hiding�under�an�antique�chair,He�scared�them�off�and�became�the�real�hero�of�the�day,Finally,� cats� learnt� a� lesson� and� will� remember� to�always�obey.
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Music�always�brings�calmnessAnd�happiness�I�love�it�so�muchThat�I�could�take�it�in�my�palm�And�make�it�a�piece�of�my�heart
Musical MusingsMusical Musingsby Annika Saraogi, Grade 5, SNS Gurugram
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I�would�keep�in�my�heart�very�nicelyThat�I�could�also�make�it�my�nomineeIt�is�awesome,�amazing�and�lovelyIt�is�so�calming�that�I�could�make�it�my�bestie
And�music�would�always�be�the�one�of�calmness,With�a�bunch�of�loveliness!
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The�day�of�the�fight�is�here,The�landing�sites�are�near,
We�marines�must�fight�back�to�back,For�Okinawa�Island�we�must�attack,
This�is�the�last�battle�of�the�Second�World�War,The�last�chance�to�prove�that�the�Japs�fight�rotten�to�
the�core,
Hacksaw RidgeHacksaw Ridgeby Parth Thakur, Grade 5, SNS Gurugram
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At�last�the�landings�began,On�this�island�near�Japan,
If�Okinawa�would�fall,Our�bombers�would�be�able�to�break�the�Japanese�
mainland's�invincible�wall,
Skirmishes�were�happening�all�the�time,But�that�was�only�a�small�dime,
But�the�real�battle�began�when�we�crossed�the�bridge,
Into�a�cliff�called�Hacksaw�Ridge,
Early�morning�the�battle�began,Today�Desmond�Doss�was�the�one,
The�medic�that�had�refused�to�kill�anyone,Or�even�hold�a�gun,
After�we�had�destroyed�the�Japanese�pillboxes,They�swarmed�out�like�flying�foxes,
Even�after�being�wounded�and�under�enemy�fire,Corporal�Doss�saved�seventy-five�lives�that�day,Turning�his�fellow�soldiers'�emotions�towards�him
From�stone�to�clay!
While�others�fled�to�safety�that�day,Doss�remained�at�the�Maeda�Escarpment�to�crush�
The�Japs�land�stand�that�Friday!
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While�playing�baddy�with�my�mother�my� badminton� kit� got� stuck� in� the� tree� one� after� the�other!!�first�went�the�shuttle�in�a�hurtle�
My Day Out!My Day Out!by Abhivir Sabharwal, Grade 5, SNS Gurugram
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then�we�threw�the�rackets�to�remove�the�shuttle�but�the�racket�went�up�like�a�rocket�and�got�stuck�it�was�my�bad�luck!!!
but�then�something�good�happenedthe�things�came�falling�down����it�all�happened�when�I�threw�a�basketball
first�it�also�got�stuckbut�then�bought�down�all��I�was�so�happy�that�I�started�jumping�up�and�down
in�my�excitement�I�threw�the�racket�up�again�it�got�stuck�in�the�tree�all�my�efforts�went�in�vain.
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Finally! It was morning.
I was very excited and guess why, because it was my �rst day at school after the lockdown! I woke up at 7, it was time to go to my bus, I was very happy to see my bus Didi. Even she was happy to see me. I reached school, I was �abbergasted to see my teachers and my friends after a very long time, it was so exciting. Even my teachers were very surprised. It was time for our morning session.
My Best Day at SchoolMy Best Day at Schoolby Miraya Jain, Grade 1, SNS Gurugram
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First,�we�did� the�calendar.�Then� there�was�my�most�amazing� session.� We� shared� what� we� did� in� the�lockdown.��
It� was� my� chance;� my� teacher� was� proud� of� me�because�I�did�a�very�nice�show�and�tell.�We�took�our�notebooks�out�of�our�bags.�
It�was�our�English�class.�That�is�my�favourite�subject.�We�did�vowels�like�a�e�i�o�u.�Then,�it�was�Hindi�and�we�learnt�a�lot,�after�that�It�was�time�for�breakfast.�There�was�ice�cream�and�also�French�fries.�
Then�we�went�to�the�school�playground,�I�was�on�the�swing�when�I�also�met�my�nursery�teacher,�her�name�is�Sanila�Ma'am.�I�hugged�her�tight�and�so�did�she.�Then�I�also�saw�my�friend�Devina.�After�that,�it�was�the�end�of�school.�I�hugged�Pooja�Ma'am�and�Saloni�Ma'am,�this�was�the�end�of�the�day�and�I�will�never�forget�this�day!!
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My� Superhero's� name� is� Frink.� He� has� following�superpowers.�1.� He�can�fly.2.� He�has�an�iron�body.3.� He�can�listen�everything.4.� He�can�see�everything.5.� He�can�breathe�fire.6.����������He�can�breathe�waterI�will�give�you�a�chip,�you�need�to�eat�it�and�when�you�tap�your�stomach,�I�will�come�to�know�that�you�need�me.
My SuperheroMy Superheroby Abir Arora, Grade 1, SNS Gurugram
DECEMBER, 2020
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Chhath� puja� is� a� very� important� festival� of� Bihar� and�Jharkhand.� It� is� celebrated� after� six� days� of� Diwali,�Chhath�(छठ)�means�number�six.�The�festival�is�devoted�to�
Sun�god�and�goddess�of�dawn�and�dusk,�known�as�Usha�and�Pratyusha.�It�is�celebrated�over�four�days.�Devotees�thank� the�Sun�god� for� life�on�Earth�and�pray� for�good�health�of�family�members.�
Chhath PujaChhath Pujaby Aadiyavardhan Singh, Grade 1, SNS Gurugram
DECEMBER, 2020
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The� rituals� have� found� references� in� Rigveda,�Ramayana�and�Mahabharata.�
It�is�one�of�the�most�environment�friendly�festival�and�spread� the� message� of� nature� conservation� and�equality.� Rich� or� poor,� prepare� same� prasad� and�offerings.�
Thekua� is�especially�prepared�as�a�prasad.�Men�and�women�both�do�this�puja�and�fast�without�food�and�water�for�thirty-six�hours.
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I�started�walking�up�to�the�temple�in�the�morning.�I�was�walking�along�with�my� friend�Samu,�my�aunt,�and�my�parents.��
The�view�was�very�good.�I�saw�snow-capped�mountains,�tall� trees,�green�meadows�and�many�birds�on�my�way.�When�we�had�come�to�the�top,�we�went�to�the�temple.�
My Trip to Tunganath TempleMy Trip to Tunganath Temple
by Annika Mitra, Grade 1, SNS Gurugram
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It�was�closed�for�winter.�We�then�had�lunch�there.�We�saw�eagles�and� ravens�flying�at� the� top.�One�of� the�ravens�picked�up�5�puris�in�one�go.
Samu�went� higher� to� Chandrashila� peak.�While� we�were� walking� back,� the� sun� was� setting� and� my�mother�hurt�her�foot.�
Samu� also� joined� us� back� and� we� all� came� down�together.�After�we�got�home,�my�father�told�me�that�I�had�walked�12�km�that�day.�Now�I�want�to�go�on�more�treks�with�my�family�and�friends.
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I� loved�the�book�because�even�though�he�was�a�green�giant,�he�was�not�scary.�He�was�nice�and�friendly.�First�he�was� germinated� in� the� city� but� there� was� too� much�pollution,�so�he�could�not�grow.�
Then�he�suddenly�saw�a�green�house�where�there�was�room� to� grow.� In� the� city� Bea� sprinkled� seeds� so� the�Green� Giant� comes� back� to� Bea� in� the� city.� I� want� to�recommend� this� book� to� my� teachers� because� I� am�learning�about�plants�from�them.
The Green GiantThe Green Giant
by Jaiveer Bansal, Grade 1, SNS Gurugram
DECEMBER, 2020
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Once�upon�a�time,�there�lived�a�lizard�named�Nickel.�He�floated�all�day�on�the�planet�Venus.�There�was�no�life�on�Venus.�The�lizard�was�hungry.�He�was�looking�for�a�plant.�He�was�searching�for�an�insect.�On�that�plant�there�were�bugs.�Nickel�was�excited�to�see�food.�Suddenly,�he�saw�a�space�ship.�After�gobbling�and�pooping�the�food,�he�used�his�sharp�spikes�to�break�the�window�and�get�inside�the�space�ship.�The�space�ship�floated�back�to�Earth�and�he�lived�ever�after
A Lizard on a PlanetA Lizard on a Planetby Jaiveer Bansal, Grade 1, SNS Gurugram
DECEMBER, 2020
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Once� there� lived� a� witch� named� Dario.� She� lived� in� a�haunted�house�deep� in�the�woods.�Outside�the�house,�there�were�ghosts�and�skeletons.�In�the�attic,�there�were�bugs,� reptiles� and� rodents.� One� day� a� man,� called�Marzine�came�to�the�witch's�house.�He�climbed�up�the�window�and�went�into�the�witch's�bedroom.�The�witch�shouted,�“How�dare�you�come�into�my�room?�You�must�be�killed!”�The�man�said,� “Before�you�kill�me,� I�have�a�secret�to�share.�Go�near�the�fire�and�grab�the�magical�ring�which�will�make�you�strong.”�The�witch�said,�“You�are�a�liar!”�Marzine�said,�“No,�I�am�not.�Please�check�once.”�The�witch�went�near�the�fire�placer�and�bent�down�to�find�the�ring.�Marzine�pushed�the�witch�into�the�fire�and�that�was�the�end�of�Dario,�the�witch.�
The Clever Man and The WitchThe Clever Man and The Witchby Kabir Chaudhary, Grade 1, SNS Gurugram
DECEMBER, 2020
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Recently�I�read�a�story�book�named,�“The�Smeds�and�The�Smoos”� written� by� Julia� Donaldson� and� illustrated� by�Axel�Scheffer.�The�story�is�about�two�families,�the�Smeds�who�were�red�and�the�Smoos�who�were�blue.�They�lived�on�a�far�away�planet.�They�did�not�like�each�other.�Janet�Smed�and�Bill�Smoo�met�in�a�forest�and�became�friends.
But�their�grandparents�took�them�away�and�asked�them�not�to�meet.�After�some�years�Janet�and�Bill�wanted�to�get�married�but�their�grandparents�didn't�allow�it.�They�decided�to�run�away�and�flew�off�in�a�rocket.
The Smeds and The Smoos The Smeds and The Smoos by Aadiyavardhan Singh, Grade 1, SNS Gurugram
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Their�families�blamed�each�other�and�looked�for�Janet�and� Bill� on� all� the� planets,� but� they� could� not� find�them.
When�the�Smeds�and�Smoos�went�back�to�their�home�planet,�they�found�Janet�and�Bill�with�their�baby.�The�baby�was�which�colour,�can�you�guess?�Purple!
Both� families� loved� the� baby� and� lived� happily�together.
I� loved�the�book!� It� teaches�me�that�you�should�not�judge�people�on�their�looks,�where�they�live�and�what�they�eat.
I�would�recommend�everyone�to�read�this�book.
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Once�there�lived�a�bush�dog�in�the�Amazon�rainforest.�He�was� friends� with� a� coyote� who� lived� in� the� Sonoran�Desert.�One�Day,�the�coyote�was�eating�a�roadrunner�and�reading�his�newspaper.� �He�read�that�a�ship�had�sank�to�the�bottom�of�the�Caribbean�Sea.�
The�coyote�called�up�his�friend�bush�dog�and�asked�him�to�meet�him�on�the�east�coast.�The�bush�dog�took�a�flight�to� the�east� coast.� Together,� they�built� a� sea� sub� to�go�under�water�to�rescue�the�ship.�They�carry�the�ship�near�an� underwater� volcano.� The� volcano� erupted� and�pushed�the�ship�up�to�the�surface.�All�the�people�thanked�the�coyote�and�bush�dog�for�saving�them.
Bush Dog and CoyoteBush Dog and Coyoteby Kabir Chaudhary, Grade 1, SNS Gurugram
DECEMBER, 2020
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The�author�of� the�book� is�Ruskin�Bond�and� it's�a�story�from�'Tales�from�the�Childhoodʼ
The�story�is�about�a�boy�who�was�a�thief.�One�day�he�met�another�boy�named�Romi�who�was�little�older�than�him.�He�lied�to�him�for�a�lot�of�things�like�his�name�'Hari�Singh',�things�he�could�do�like�cooking.
Romi�was�a�very�kind�boy�and�gave�job�to�Hari.� �Romi�taught�Hari�how�to�write.�They�kind�of�become�friends.�
The Thief's StoryThe Thief's Storyby Kavya Puri, Grade 1, SNS Gurugram
DECEMBER, 2020
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One�day�Romi�got�some�money�to�the�house�and�the�thief�boy�saw�it.�He�thought�of�stealing�it.�He�found�it�difficult�to�steal�from�a�kind�boy�but�he�still�stole�the�money�and�went�to�the�train�station.
He�found�it�very�difficult�to�get�on�to�the�train.�He�was�sorry�for�his�action.�He�came�home�and�returned�the�money�to�his�friend�because�he�thought�that�his�friend�would�get�sad.�
He�made�a�good�choice.� In� the�morning�when�Romi�woke�up�he�gave�some�money�to�Hari�and�he�was�very�happy�and�sorry�for�his�action.�I�really�enjoyed�reading�the�book.�
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Happiness�is�everywhere,Just�look�here�and�there.It�is�definitely�inside�you,So�don't�ever�feel�blue.
Pray�everyday�to�feel�happy,And�you�will�never�ever�feel�cranky.
It�takes�so�little�to�be�happy,And�you�can�always�be�a�little�wacky.
Happiness---"It's all Within"Happiness---"It's all Within"
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DECEMBER, 2020
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Birds�flying�high�in�the�crimson�sky,Rainbows�up�there,�oh�so�high!Happiness�is�here�and�there,Just�take�a�deep�breath
And�throw�your�hands�up�in�the�air!
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Today�was�not�a�typical�day�for�me,�instead,�it�was�going�to�be�an�exciting�one!�My�parents�were�going�to�work�and�leaving� me� all� alone� at� our� house.� Neither� of� them�wanted�to�take�me�to�their�office�because�of�the�on-going�Coronavirus�situation.�This�was�going�to�be�a�first�for�me,�home,��alone...!!�
8 Hours …..Home Alone!!8 Hours …..Home Alone!!by Samaira Sehgal, Grade 4, SNS Gurugram
DECEMBER, 2020
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This�was�a�golden�opportunity�to�stay�home�like�I�have�always�wanted.�Initially,�they�were�a�bit�skeptical�but�I�convinced�my�parents�to�let�me�stay�home,�and�I�also�told�them�what�I�was�going�to�do.
Maybe,�just�maybe,�this�was�going�to�be�the�best�day�of� my� life!� As� soon� as� they� left,� I� ran� to� the� master�bedroom�to�complete�my�television�series�although�but�my�dad�had�told�me�to�watch�T.V�for�a�very�limited�time.�While�I�was�watching�T.V,�I�was�very�hungry.�
I� ran� to� the� kitchen� like� a� hungry� monkey,� made� a�cheese� sandwich,� took� some� chocolate� sticks,� and�resumed�watching.�It�had�been�about�half�an�hour�and�I�wanted�to�do�something�else!�
I� thought� of� making� a� painting� (because� I� am� very�good�at�drawing.)�I�took�my�dad's�laptop�and�looked�for� some� inspiration� online.� I� found� a� landscape�painting�that�I�thought�that�I�could�paint.�I�took�out�my�color�box�and�started�painting�with�acrylic�paints�on�a�canvas� sheet.� I� thought� by� the� end� of� it,� I� made� a�beautiful�scenery.�
I�was�really�hooked�by�this�art�tutorial�which�taught�some�amazing�artwork�techniques.�The�work�turned�out�amazing!�I�placed�it�on�the�dining�table�to�let�it�dry�completely.
In�between,�My�Mother�called�in�to�check�if�I�was�fine.�After� a� while,� I� called� my� cousin� Rhea� on� my� Alexa�
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device.�Let�me�tell�you�a�few�things�about�her:�She�is�five�years�old�and�is�very�naughty,�but�I�love�her�a�lot�and� she� loves� me� too.� Sadly� (for� me),� she� lives� in�London�so�I�mostly�see�her�only�once�a�year.�
Since�I�am�very�good�at�drawing,�sketching,�painting,�etc.�I�taught�her�some�drawing�tricks�as�she�wants�to�become� a� world� famous� artist� (me� too).� It� was� fun�interacting�with�her�on�the�video�call�and�I�almost�had�a�feeling�that�I�was�not�alone.
After�our�conversation�ended,�I�called�my�friend�Myra�to�my�home�to�spend�some�time�with�her.�She�is�a�very�close� friend� of� mine� and� we� see� each� other� almost�every�day�as�we�live�in�the�same�building.�Together,�both� of� us� typically� do� some� play� acting� and� our�characters�are�either�from�the�books�we�are�reading�or�some�TV�series�we�are�watching�at�that�time.
When�she�went�home,�I�started�reading�some�books.�After�a�while,�I�got�bored�and�I�went�to�my�room�and�started�jumping�on�my�bed.�There�was�no�one�to�stop�me!�
I� played� my� favorite� song� on� my� Alexa� device� and�started�to�do�a�mad�dance�and�singing�the�song�which�was�playing.�My�mom�had�made�me�add�a�reminder�on�Alexa�and�she�told�me�in�time�to�eat�lunch.�
I�made�sure�that�my�mom�had�cooked�my�favorite�food�as�I�was�home�alone!�I�sat�down�and�started�eating.�The�
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food�was�delicious�and� I�watched�T.V�for�some�time�and� after� a� bit,� I� wanted� to� do� something� else.� I�finished�eating� like�a�good�girl� (wink�wink),�put�my�dishes�away,�and�read�a�book.
For�the�past�few�months,�I�have�been�practicing�and�dancing�on�a�song�so�I�decided�to�do�that�for�a�while.�I�got�pretty�bored�and�started�to�think�about�what�to�do�next.�I�looked�at�the�watch�and�realized�it�was�almost�time�for�my�parents�to�come�home.�After�two�minutes�my�parents�came!�Ting�-Tong!�I�have�to�go!�Bye!!!
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Ladybugs,�you�come�in�lots�of�colours,�You�are�so�different�from�others.
You�have�an�oval,�domed�shaped�body,�Watching�you�is�my�favorite�hobby.
I�know�you�have�two�little�hidden�wings,�I�am�too�smart,�I�know�everything.
Why�do�you�come�out�in�bright�summer�days,�Don't�you�get�troubled�by�the�sun's�rays.
Lovely LadybugsLovely Ladybugsby Aaditva Saraswat, Grade 3, SNS Gurugram
DECEMBER, 2020
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I�Wish�I�could�fly�like�you,I'd�greet�everyone�“how�do�you�do”!
We�are�mighty�grateful�to�you,For�removing�the�pests�from�our�gardens�too!!
O�ladybugs�where�have�you�gone,It�seems�you�belong�to�an�era�bygone.
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Once�upon�a�time,�there�were�two�little�twin�girls�called�Lily�and�Mary.�They�were�tall,�with�chocolate�brown�hair�and�blue�eyes.� �Both�were�kind,�generous,�friendly�and�helpful.�They�lived�with�their�parents�in�a�little�cottage,�at�the�edge�of�a�beautiful�village.�
Their� cottage� was� covered� in� honeysuckle.� They� even�had�a�little�garden�behind�their�cottage,�and�Mary�and�Lily�were�in�charge�of�taking�care�of�it.�They�had�grown�beautiful�roses,�lilies,�petunias�and�marigolds.�They�had�also�grown�a�few�vegetables,�like�lettuce,�radish�,�potato.
The Twins MannersThe Twins Mannersby Sanika, Grade 4, SNS Gurugram
DECEMBER, 2020
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One�day,�the�village�headman�put�up�a�sign�in�the�park�which�read,�“A�circus�from�a�faraway�city�is�coming�to�our�village�next�week.�They�will�be�putting�up�a�show�for�us�in�the�park.�It�will�be�held�on�Tuesday,�on�31st�of�October�at�3:00�pm.”�
Lily�and�Mary�read�that�sign�on�their�way�home�from�school.�As�soon�as�they�reached�home,�they�rushed�to�their�parents�and�asked�them,�“Mummy,�Daddy,�the�village�is�putting�up�a�circus!�Please�may�we�go�to�it?”
Their�parents�listened�carefully�and�then�their�father�said,”�Well,�how�about�you�take�us�to�the�park�and�let�us� read� this� sign.� Then� we� will� decide.”� Both� girls�agreed.� They� took� their�parents� to� the�park�and� let�them�read�the�sign.�
After� a� few�minutes,� their�mother� said,”�Well,� since�you�both�are�very�excited,�and�this�circus�also�sounds�exciting,�you�can�go.”�
The�girls�screamed�in�delight.�They�said�thank�you�to�their� parents� and� rushed� home� with� them.� After� a�week,�Lily�and�Mary� started� jumping.�The�next�day,�they�would�be�going�to�the�circus.�
They�woke�up�very�early�the�next�morning�and�they�got�ready�really�quickly�and�went�to�school.�They�came�home�at�2:00�pm�and�ate�their�lunch�at�top�speed.�They�changed�and�cycled�to�the�park�just�in�time.�
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They�had�already�bought�tickets,�so�now�they�only�had�to�find�their�seats.�They�found�them�and�quickly�sat�down.�
After� two� minutes� the� show� began.� Jugglers� kept�juggling�balls�while�dancing�on�a�trapeze.�Elephants�were�dancing�and�horses�were�jumping�through�fire�loops.�
After� some� time,� the� circus� headman� came� to� the�stage� and� said,”� Now,� we� would� like� to� hold� our�traditional� competition,� the� competition� of� your�manners.�
There�will�be�two�teams,�and�each�team�will�have�two�children.�These� teams�will�go� through�many�rounds�with�tasks,�and�the�team�with�the�children�who�had�behaved�the�most�well�wins!�Our�jester�will�decide�the�teams.”�
The�jester�came�forward,�and�said,”�For�the�first�team,�can�the�two�little�girls�in�the�front�row�please�come�to�the�stage.”�Lily�and�Mary�screamed� in�delight.�They�had�been�chosen�to�be�in�the�first�team.�
They�went�to�the�stage,�and�the�jester�continued,”�For�the�second�team,�can�the�two�little�girls� in�the�back�
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row�please�come�to�the�stage.”�The�two�girls�from�the�back�row�came�to�the�stage.�
The� competition� then� began.� There� where� three�rounds.�In�the�first�round�you�had�to�pretend�you�were�having�a� tea�party.� In� the� second� round�you�had� to�either� do� ballet� or� do� a� salsa� dance� and� in� the� last�round�you�had�to�make�a�portrait�of�somebody.�In�each�round�the�teams�had�to�show�manners.
At� the� end� of� the� competition,� the� circus� headman�said,”� Now� that� our� teams� have� completed� all� the�rounds,�our� judge�will� tell�us�who�showed�the�most�manners.”�The�judge�came�forward�and�said,”�The�first�team� showed� excellent� manners� while� the� second�team�did�not�show�enough�manners.�The�first� team�has�won.”�Lily�and�Mary�got�a� trophy,�and� then� the�circus�ended.�
As� Lily� and� Mary� went� home,� they� reflected� and�realized�that�you�should�always�be�well-�mannered,�at�all�times�and�especially�with�your�elders.�The�next�day,�to� express� their� gratitude,� they� picked� up� lots� of�flowers� and� vegetables� from� their� garden� and� put�them�in�a�hamper,�and�gave�it�to�the�circus�folk.��
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There�was�a�boy�named�Charlie.�He�was�6�years�old�and�had�lost�his�parents�and�brothers�at�a�very�young�age.�Charlie�was�living�in�a�small�town�with�his�grandmother.��
One�evening,�Charlie�asked�grandmother,�“Grandma,�are�wishing�wells� real?� His� grandmother� replied,� “Oh� yes!�They�are”.�Charlie�further�asked,�“Can�we�go�for�a�walk�
The Wishing WellThe Wishing Wellby Ahaan Madan, Grade 3, SNS Gurugram
DECEMBER, 2020
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and�look�for�a�wishing�well�please?”�His�grandmother�thought�and�then�said,�“let's�go”.
One�cold�breezy�evening,�they�went�for�a�walk�inside�the�dark�woods.�They�looked�all�over�for�the�well.�After�about� 30� minutes� they� saw� a� well.� By� then,� it� was�already�11.00�in�the�night.�The�wolves�were�howling�aooooo…
Charlie�was�scared�and�held�his�grandmother's�hand�tightly.�But�he�was�too�determined�to�go�to�the�well�and�make�his�wish.�
They�finally�reached�the�wishing�well.�Charlie�was�too�excited�and�happy�to�have�actually�found�a�well.�He�hugged�his�grandmother�and�went�close�to�the�well.�As� Charlie� was� thinking� about� the� wish,� he� heard�someone�say�“Charlie,�you�are�a�kind�boy.�I�will�grant�you�three�wishes.”�
Charlie�was�surprised�and�started�making�his�wishes.�His� said,� “My� first� wish� is� that� my� parents� come�back”.“My� second� wish� is� that� my� brothers� come�back”.�Charlie�was�a�clever�boy.�He�could�still�hear�the�wolves�and�it�was�getting�darker�and�colder.�
He�said,�“My�last�wish�is�that�my�grandmother�and�I�should� reach� home� safely”.When� Charlie� and� his�grandmother�reached�back�home,�he�saw�his�parents�and�brothers�and�they�all�were�so�happy.�They�all�lived�happily�ever�after.�
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Oh,�just�look�at�the�trees,�and�the�bright�yellow�beesa�beautiful�day,�isn't�it?So�why�not�go�out�and�play�or�seize�the�day,with�hugs�and�smiles.
Look�at�the�blue�sky�and�birds�singing�tunes,that�lightens�and�brightens�up�your�day.
A Beautiful Day A Beautiful Day by Nishka Kulkarni, Grade 3, SNS Gurugram
DECEMBER, 2020
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Look�at�the�butterflies�fluttering�their�wings,delicately�&�softly.
I�see�the�lake�so�clear�and�shining�with�no�dirt�at�all�Its�water�so�gentle�and�cool�on�my�feet,�as�I�rest�on�its�banks.�
Look�at�the�clouds,so�white�and�fluffy,�Sitting�on�the�mountain�tops,��covering�the�sun.
I�see�the�trees�swaying�with�the�wind,giving�us�fresh�air�to�breathe,�and�a�new�home�for�birds�to�sing�wonderfully,Who�knows,�what�else�nature�will�bring,Unknowingly,�unsuspectingly�and�quietly.
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It� was� the� day� before�my� birthday,� 18th� April� 2020.� I�asked� my� mother,� “Where� are� we� celebrating� my�birthday?”.� She� said,� “What� do� you�mean,� celebrate!”�There's�lockdown�going�on,�did�you�forget?”
�I�sadly�said,�“Oh�yeah!�I�just�forgot!”�and�walked�back�into�my�room.
My Birthday During Corona My Birthday During Corona
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I�thought�to�myself,�it�would�not�be�the�same�as�always�-� fun� and� exciting� party� since� we� were� all� stuck� at�home.�It�was�12:00�in�the�night,�I�was�busy�in�my�room�watching� YouTube� and� didn't� realise� the� time.� My�brother� and�mother� sneakily� entered�my� room�and�turned�off�the�lights.�I�thought�it�was�a�power�cut�but�then�they�got�lemon�cupcakes�with�candles�and�sang�the�Happy�Birthday�song�for�me.�
In�the�morning�it�was�my�birthday�-�19th�April�and�I�turned�8,�YAYYY!!�They�made�a�beautiful�birthday�card�for�me�which�I�loved.�I�had�no�clue�what�my�family�was�planning�for�me�for�this�day�but�it�turned�out�to�be�one�of�the�most�special�birthday�ever.�
First,�they�surprised�me�with�a�lip-�smacking�cinnamon�and�Nutella�pancake,�then�in�the�afternoon�the�meal�was� very� exciting� because� my� mother� made� a�homemade�pizza�and�gave�me�Chips�Ahoy�which�I�had�wanted�for�a�very�long�time.�
The�Margarita�pizza�was�absolutely�delicious.� In�the�evening,�I�had�a�virtual�birthday�party�with�my�close�family�and�friends�and�I�cut�my�favourite�red�velvet�cake.�We� then� played� some�games� and� then� it�was�Dinner�Time!�It�was�a�beautiful�table�set�up�with�Mac�&�cheese,�Garlic�bread�and�Mojitos.� I� learnt�my� lesson�that�we�should�be�happy�with�what�we�have.�
I�regretted�saying�that�It�would�not�be�as�exciting�but�It�turned�out�to�be�the�best�day�ever!!!
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Lilly�was�a�6�years�old�girl.�She�always�wanted�to�visit�the�stars.�Every�night�she�sang�'Oh�little�stars,�shine�so�bright�please�take�me�to�your�world�to�meet�your�family...!�
One�Christmas�night,�Lilly�came�to�her�room�and�prayed�before�going�to�bed.�She�prayed�that�'Dear�stars,�please�take� me� to� your� world� so� up� and� high� to� meet� your�friends�and�family.�
Lilly�and�the�Stars�Lilly�and�the�Stars�by Aanya Mundhra, Grade 3, SNS Gurugram
DECEMBER, 2020
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When�she�went�to�the�bed�and�was�in�deep�sleep,�she�dreamt� that� on� one� fine� new� year� night,� she� was�looking�out�of�her�window�and�to�her�surprise,�a�star�fell�from�the�sky.�
The�star�came�to�her�and�took�her�to�the�sky�and�there�she�met�the�star's�family�and�friends.�She�spent�quite�a�lot�of�time�with�them�and�had�an�amazing�time.�
In� the� morning,� Lilly� woke� up� in� amazement� and�realised�that�it�was�just�a�dream.�It�was�not�real,�but�she�still�loved�the�dream�very�much!�������������������������������������������������������������������
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