My Land – Poetry She is a rich and rare land, Oh! she’s a fresh and fair land, She is a dear and rare land This native land of mine. No men than hers are braverHer women’s hearts ne’er waver,I’d freely die to save her,And think my lot divine. She’s not a dull or...
Children of Courage Bravery Awards – Unit – 8 : Prose Every year the Indian Council for Child Welfare (ICCW) awards children who have performed outstanding deeds of bravery; about 25 children below the age of 16 are given this award annually. The national...
Paper Boats – Poetry Day by day I float my paper boats one by one down therunning stream.In big black letters, I write my name on them and thename of the village where I live.I hope that someone in some strange land will findthem and know who I am.I load my...
A Great Coachman – Unit – 7 : Prose Warm-Up Activity:Task 1: What do you want to be when you grow up? Why do you want to become thus? Discuss with your friends. Ans: I want to become a teacher. Because it is a noble profession. Task 2 :A. Name some of your...
Results And Roses – Poetry The man who wants a garden fair,Or small or very big,With flowers growing here and there,Must bend his back and dig. The things are mighty few on earthThat wishes can attain.Whate’er we want of any worthWe’ve got to work to gain. It...
