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This is the story of a small child, Whose nature was kind. Cute was his name, To become a doctor was his aim. But that innocent was poor, To him, every rich person was cruel. This child didn’t go to school, As according to God, it’s only the rule. I want to ask God, what’s their fault? Why do they have to work in mines so hot? God have mercy on the poor, And ask the rich not to be cruel. Nidhi Markan VII-D, DAV Public School, BRS Nagar, Ludhiana Respect your elders Our teachers teach, Our elders preach. We say we listen to them, True, with our ears plugged tight! They say with all their might, Respect! Respect! Show us some respect. They work hard from morning to night, Still with them we argue and fight. If we learn to respect, Our teachers, our parents, Our country, our world. If we learn to listen, Learn to obey, That, my friends, is Respect Respect is like an echo, When you give a little, You get back double.
Taksh Condanya,
V-A, Delhi Public School, Chandigarh |
