PARENTS
Parents are a treasure; They make us feel truly blessed. Whose love can never measure, Each time, their presence alone, Brings us a lot of pleasure Brings us the joy as never before Even at the cost of their leisure Being God’ s best gift to us Whenever we feel hurt, They always remain precious to us They always come to support Even when the life’ s will run slow And with every efforts, With happiness their reminiscence Whenever we are depressed, They make us glow.
ABHISHEK KUMAR XI C
MY Childhood
Today, everybody busy in their work. So, they have forgotten all the fun they had in their childhood. Being busy has given them tension and stress. The stress is the main reason that kills the adults before their death.
Learning from this mistake of the adults, I try to keep my childhood alive in my memories. When I was a child, I found a plaything in every new thing that came to my house. I used to begin playing with it and would stop only after breaking it. I used to hide it after breaking it. Mom and Dad used to
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