English Composition 1. (written during school days...)
ddddddddddddddddddHealth and Hygiene
" Only in a healthy body, there exists a healthy mind!"
Not many people, today are aware of this saying. Today, the increasing number of industries, factories, automobiles, etc:- are causing pollution which are harmful to both, the evironment and human beings. Even, our own carelessness, leads us with serious complications.
Our house is the first place we can start living a hygiene life. Eating proper and healthy food also is necessary. The clothes we wear should be washed continuously after wearing. The utensils we use should be washed after every meal. Food should be thoroughly cooked before serving to eat. Fruits should be washed before eating it. Drinking water should always be boiled before drinking.
Even the place we live must be vaccumed and tidied every day. The polluted air and smoke coming from chimneys of factories and automobiles affect our lungs. This results in medication and another damage done to our body. Smoking is another main cause that affects human bodies. The smoke inhaled from cigarettes into the lungs damages it and causes lung cancer and other complications in the body. Proper diet and daily exercise is advised to all persons who want to live a healthy and hygiene life.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Beautiful memories of English Compositions written in School days
Hi!
As a student I always enojoyed my Language classes ( English, French, Malayalam and Hindi) more than Subjects (Maths, Science, Social Studies). Ha! In fact I used to love Language and hate Subjects. Probably that's why my report card also reflected those kind of marks as well. And I also had friends who were just like me.
You remember how we used to write English Compositions in school? I love that! It was so encouraging to sit in English classes. Of course there were times when it was boring but most of the time it was more of a relaxation period for me. I gave more importance to Language rather than be a good learner in other subjects. And writing an English Composition was always an exciting task for me. These essays which I wrote were either original or sometimes had some lines pulled from the newspapers or magazines. But that was done only at the last minute if the topic was a real boring one and I didn't have any idea what to write about.
Anyway, if you now read those things that you wrote during school days, you can actually see how childish you were. It also shows our innocence on certain matters as well. But most of all, it would really show us that there were some special topics or lines we wrote from our heart. These special things were about our favourite toy, or family member, or cartoon, or hobby or something like that. But even though we now read it and say out that "Oh, I wrote it when I was a kid. How childish isn't it!", we realise that deep down we still have a small craze for that particular toy, or person or memorable moment. We may not admit it because we are now "mature and grown up" but still we know that those things are special for us and we know we just can't throw it away or forget about it even if we try to. Because what has made us happy and struck our heart at childhood will always remain there as wonderful memories.
Well, just thought of sharing few compositions I wrote in school:
English Compositions:
1. Health and Hygiene
2. My Favourite Hero
3. Co- Educational System in Schools
4. Drug Addiction
5. Moral Instructions in School
As a student I always enojoyed my Language classes ( English, French, Malayalam and Hindi) more than Subjects (Maths, Science, Social Studies). Ha! In fact I used to love Language and hate Subjects. Probably that's why my report card also reflected those kind of marks as well. And I also had friends who were just like me.
You remember how we used to write English Compositions in school? I love that! It was so encouraging to sit in English classes. Of course there were times when it was boring but most of the time it was more of a relaxation period for me. I gave more importance to Language rather than be a good learner in other subjects. And writing an English Composition was always an exciting task for me. These essays which I wrote were either original or sometimes had some lines pulled from the newspapers or magazines. But that was done only at the last minute if the topic was a real boring one and I didn't have any idea what to write about.
Anyway, if you now read those things that you wrote during school days, you can actually see how childish you were. It also shows our innocence on certain matters as well. But most of all, it would really show us that there were some special topics or lines we wrote from our heart. These special things were about our favourite toy, or family member, or cartoon, or hobby or something like that. But even though we now read it and say out that "Oh, I wrote it when I was a kid. How childish isn't it!", we realise that deep down we still have a small craze for that particular toy, or person or memorable moment. We may not admit it because we are now "mature and grown up" but still we know that those things are special for us and we know we just can't throw it away or forget about it even if we try to. Because what has made us happy and struck our heart at childhood will always remain there as wonderful memories.
Well, just thought of sharing few compositions I wrote in school:
English Compositions:
1. Health and Hygiene
2. My Favourite Hero
3. Co- Educational System in Schools
4. Drug Addiction
5. Moral Instructions in School
Poem about PEACE
Don't ask me how but even today when we think about this we laugh and enjoy the memories. Haha...really, to write a poem when your Head of the Department (HOD) requests you to do it for the Inter House competitions in College is absolutely somthing else. And we were in no position to say No because after all, he is our HOD whom we really respect a lot. So we took part and this is my poem which I wrote. The topic is 'Peace'. I actually thought mine was hilarious but after we all discussed our poems after the event, I realised there were others which were even worse. Really don't know how or from where we got it. On the bright side though, we were happy because this event literally brought out the poetic side of us. It was a big surprise as we understood how a pressure situation introduced our in born poetic talent to us. Anyway when the results were announced, we learnt that few of us had crossed the limit for the maximum number of lines and so were not counted at all. Heh heh as though that would have made a lot of difference!! The memories are still there. The way we were all sitting in the hall looking at the ceiling then showing facial expressions at each other saying "sheesh man, what are we doing here...!!" and the mutual laughter which we were trying to control the entire time. It was fun! :) Here goes...
"Peace"
Wherefore that promised solace
The world has since yearned for
Hunts man for peace always
The peace of God to every dear...
What doth man longeth for
The murky skies upon the oceans
Looking but for that door;
Yet pushing onto strains and pains
Knoweth not yet a single soul
To look deep most into his heart
Oh! That most sought goal
Alas! Much he pains to part!
Trustworthy is he all the time
His power, money and authority
Closeth his eyes verily upon
Closeth his ears verily onto
The cry of the hungry
The shame of the naked
Lest the talk of the power
Lest the show of the proud
Change never doth cometh his way
To share is nought his cup of tea
His feet he loves to lay
Upon blue. grass and sea
Thus lonely remaineth the man
In grief, sorrow and pain
Look! The speed of his run
Oh1 But in such great vain!
So weeps the man most often
Wise in thought; fool at heart
No matter the circle he plays
Touches not that acclaimed peace...
Wherefore that promised solace
The world has since yearned for
Hunts man for peace always
The peace of God to every dear...
"Peace"
Wherefore that promised solace
The world has since yearned for
Hunts man for peace always
The peace of God to every dear...
What doth man longeth for
The murky skies upon the oceans
Looking but for that door;
Yet pushing onto strains and pains
Knoweth not yet a single soul
To look deep most into his heart
Oh! That most sought goal
Alas! Much he pains to part!
Trustworthy is he all the time
His power, money and authority
Closeth his eyes verily upon
Closeth his ears verily onto
The cry of the hungry
The shame of the naked
Lest the talk of the power
Lest the show of the proud
Change never doth cometh his way
To share is nought his cup of tea
His feet he loves to lay
Upon blue. grass and sea
Thus lonely remaineth the man
In grief, sorrow and pain
Look! The speed of his run
Oh1 But in such great vain!
So weeps the man most often
Wise in thought; fool at heart
No matter the circle he plays
Touches not that acclaimed peace...
Wherefore that promised solace
The world has since yearned for
Hunts man for peace always
The peace of God to every dear...
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