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TOO MANY ANIMALS ON A RAFT

TOO MANY ANIMALS ON A RAFT (Adapted from 'Too Many Animals on a Raft' by Bruce Larkin) The monkey is enjoying himself on a raft. The dog jumps onto the raft. The Monkey says, "I hope the raft does not sink!" The cat jumps onto the raft. The dog says, "I hope the raft does not sink!" The squirrel jumps onto the raft. The cat says, "I hope the raft does not sink!" The turtle jumps onto the raft. The squirrel says, "I hope the raft does not sink!" The bear jumps onto the raft. The turtle says, "I hope the raft does not sink!" All the animals say, "I hope the raft does not sink!" Hippo says, "Don't worry! The raft will not sink!"

MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB

MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB - Sarah Josephha Hale Mary had a little lamb Little lamb, little lamb Mary had a little lamb Its fur was white as snow. Everywhere that Mary went Mary went, Mary went Everywhere that Mary went It was sure to go. It followed her to shool one day School one day, school one day It followed her to school one day Which was against the rule. It made the children laugh and play Laugh and play, laugh and play It made the children laugh and play To see a lamb at school. And so the teacher sent it out Sent it out, sent it out. So the teacher sent it out But it was stillaround. When Mary took him near, Took him near, took him near, When Mary took him near, He rested on her arm. "Why did the lamb love Mary so? " Mary so? Mar y so?" "Why did the lamb love Mary so?" The little children cry: "Oh, Mary loves the lamb so much, Lamb so much, lamb so much," "Mary loves the lamb so much". The teacher did reply.

FIVE BIG MONKEYS

FIVE BIG MONKEYS Five big monkeys drumming on a tree, One fell down and broke his knee. Aaaaaouch! Four big monkeys drumming on a tree, One fell down and broke his knee. Aaaaaa...ouch! Three big monkeys drumming on a tree, One fell down and broke his knee. Aaaaaa...ouch! Two big monkeys drumming on a tree, One fell down and broke his knee. Aaaaa...ouch! One big monkey drumming on a tree, One fell down and broke his knee. Aaaaouch! No more monkeys drumming on a tree. All the birds are now fast asleep.

AT FIFTEEN I WENT WITH THE ARMY

AT FIFTEEN I WENT WITH THE ARMY ( By Unknown Chinese Poet, Translated by Arthur Waley) At fifteen, I went with the army At four score, I came home. On the way, I met a man from the village. I asked him who there was at home. 'That over there is your house, All covered over with tress and bushes.' Rabbits had run in at the dog-hole, Pheasants flew down from the beams of the roof. In the courtyard was growing some wild grain; And by the well, some wild mallows. I'll boil the grain and make porridge I'll pluck the mallows and make soup. Soup and porridge are both cooked, But there is no one to eat them with. I went out and looked towards the east, While tears fell and wetted my clothes.

THAT TIME OF YEAR THOU MAYST IN ME BEHOLD

THAT TIME OF YEAR THOU MAYST IN ME BEHOLD (SONNET No. 73) - WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruine'd choirs where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest the glowing of such fire That on the ashes ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consum'd with that which it was nourishe'd by. This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long.

I WANDERED LONELY AS A CLOUD- WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud - William Wordsworth I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed—and gazed—but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.

SONNET 18 BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

Sonnet 18 - William Shakespeare Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date; Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm'd; But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st; Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st: So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

THE SUN'S HANDKERCHIEF

THE SUN'S HANDKERCHIEF ( Adapted from The Sun's Handkerchief by Tarun Cherian) One day the Sun caught a cold. It happened like this. It was a rainy day. The Sun's feet and clothes got wet because he stepped out in the rain without a raincoat and gumboots. First thing the Sun knew about the cold was that his nose itched. "Ahchooo! Ahchooo! " he sneezed. Each time he sneezed, there was lightning and thunder. He sneezed and he sneezed, till he was quite red in the face. Mother earth put him into bed with a hot water bottle. But he still did not feel good. Nothing worked, so his sister Flora gave him warm medicine. It was honey and tulsi. She also gave him a beautiful handkerchief with different colours. Soon the Sun felt better and the cold was gone. The Sun took his handkerchief and went out in the morning. The beautiful handkerchief glowed in the sunlight. Then, a little girl smiled. She had bee...

DAFFODILS BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

DAFFODILS - WILLIAM WORDSWORTH I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced, but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not be but gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed' and gazed' but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.

MY MOTHER

Short poem on My Mother When I am sick, she nurses me. When I am hungry, she feeds me. When I am sleepy, she sings to me. When I am hurt, she soothes me. When I am wrong, she corrects me. When I am sad, she consoles me. When I am alone, she accompanies me. When I am weak , she strengthens me. When I am successful, she loves me. When I am in trouble, she stands by me. Guess! Who is she? She is my mother, who else can it be! Father- Dear -Father When my father is away, Life is not gay So dull to stay, I don't want to play. Dad you are very kind, like the God divine. I see God in you, Joy of life is in you. You help me everywhere, It's a blessing to grow under your gentle care. Oh! Dad you are great, Indeed very kind and affectionate. Let me tell the entire world, My dad i...

School

SCHOOL Sunshine School, there it stands! Must have been built by some strong hands. Academic, giant, majestic and great, It is extremely beautiful and up-to-date. All the people in the world know, It is the best school to go. Here you will learn everything you like Not only reading, writing, playing and dancing, But also good habits and discipline . Every teacher does their duty, With utmost devotion and full honesty. Teachers are so loving and caring, That you will never find them boring. They are brilliant and educated , That you will never fail to stay updated. Our Principal is so kind and good, With her loving smile and positive attitude. She never fails to motivate us , everyday in the English class. I never wish to go from here, Because everyone is so kind and dear. If I become a teacher in the future,...