I am a fuel saving device. I am a very helpful instrument. I make a shrill noise like Whoo! Whoo! Guess who am I? I am a pressure cooker. Life has been full of joyful and bitter experiences. I now spend time recalling the journey of my life.
I was born in the great pressure cooker factor of ‘Prestige’. I was coated with a shiny metal called Teflon. After being polished, I glowed like the sun. I was golden in color. I had a brown handle and I whistled when something was steaming inside me. I was a multi purpose cooking instrument as I could bake cake and steam rice, vegetables and pulses. I was packed and dispatched to the ‘Prestige store’. One day, a professor of an engineering college came to the showroom. I was on seventh heaven when he decided to purchase me.
I made friends with the saucepan and a charming kettle with a ferocious dragon design on it. As I was brand new, the servant washed me very carefully with expensive soap. When my mistress cooked food in me, her cooking was praised. I felt extremely proud. One day, my mistress hired the cook. She was very reckless. She threw me around here and there. My lid became dented and my whistle broke. I was then sent to a scrap dealer. The scrap dealer peeled off my golden covering and repaired my whistle.
Unfortunately, I had lost my appeal and was sent to a melting factory where I was to be melted and formed into another useful device. I hope a brighter future awaits me.
By
Yug Choksi
5th std CNMS
Monday, May 23, 2011
An autobiography of a monkey
An autobiography of a monkey
I am a monkey. I was born in a big jungle in India. I have a big, long, furry tail. I resemble a man but I have a long tail and four arms.
I like climbing trees and swinging from one tree to another. I climb trees and pluck out ripe fruits to eat. One day when I was looking for some fruits to eat, a hunter came and captured me. He put me in a cage. The cage was loaded on a truck and I was sent off to a zoo. It was a long journey and the cage was very dark. Thinking about my future, a shiver ran down my spine. I wondered what was going to become of me. Soon the truck stopped and I was put in a bigger glass display cage. I was downcast. I was so far from home. I missed my brothers and sisters terrible. In the zoo, rude little children ogled at me and pulled my tail. Sometimes they also made faces at me.
After a few days, I adapted to the new environment in the zoo. Things became easier when I made a few friends like the zebra, lions and the hippopotamus. A lot of people took pictures of me. One day, a very mischievous boy came to my cage and pulled my tail. I became furious and bit his hand. The boy started crying. The zoo authorities then decided to release me into the wild.
Some days later, I was reunited with my family. I was on cloud nine.
By
Rohan Joshi
4th std JNS
I am a monkey. I was born in a big jungle in India. I have a big, long, furry tail. I resemble a man but I have a long tail and four arms.
I like climbing trees and swinging from one tree to another. I climb trees and pluck out ripe fruits to eat. One day when I was looking for some fruits to eat, a hunter came and captured me. He put me in a cage. The cage was loaded on a truck and I was sent off to a zoo. It was a long journey and the cage was very dark. Thinking about my future, a shiver ran down my spine. I wondered what was going to become of me. Soon the truck stopped and I was put in a bigger glass display cage. I was downcast. I was so far from home. I missed my brothers and sisters terrible. In the zoo, rude little children ogled at me and pulled my tail. Sometimes they also made faces at me.
After a few days, I adapted to the new environment in the zoo. Things became easier when I made a few friends like the zebra, lions and the hippopotamus. A lot of people took pictures of me. One day, a very mischievous boy came to my cage and pulled my tail. I became furious and bit his hand. The boy started crying. The zoo authorities then decided to release me into the wild.
Some days later, I was reunited with my family. I was on cloud nine.
By
Rohan Joshi
4th std JNS
Friday, May 6, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
A fond farewell to the 10th Std.
Anmol Mehta JNS Head boy leads the celebration
Standard 10th- a stepping stone to college. A year of expectations and anxieties. A year of continues advice to be digested with loads of studies.
To de-stress the standard tenth batch of students before the boards Tejal Mehta's creative writing classes held a small farewell at 'Temptations' which gave the children a chance to unwind and cherish the moments of togetherness before the grand finale.
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