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Abu Ali and the Missing Donkey

Abu Ali and the Missing Donkey.,  Abu Ali and the Missing Donkey ..is a hnmorous story about Abu Ali. Who buys nine donkeys but forgets he is riding One. He thinks one donkey is missing and panics, but his friend Musa helps him realise the mistake. The story teaches us to think carefully and double.    check ous actions. It. S a ligth    hearted tale full of fun,.  One day, Abu Ali went to the far... Read More
Abu Ali and the Missing Donkey.,  Abu Ali and the Missing Donkey ..is a hnmorous story about Abu Ali. Who buys nine donkeys but forgets he is riding One. He thinks one donkey is missing and panics, but his friend Musa helps him realise the mistake. The story teaches us to think carefully and double.    check ous actions. It. S a ligth    hearted tale full of fun,.  One day, Abu Ali went to the fari ot buy donkeys, He purchased nine donkeys from there. He counted them, One, two, three , four , five, six seven, eight, and nine yep, all nine of them are here, He rode on one of them, and the other donkeys followed, After a short distance he the otuoght. I should count the donkeys again. He turned around and started counting One , two ,three, four, five, six, seven, and eight Einght,. One is missing,..   
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The Ball poem

The Ball poem. What is the boy now, who has lost his ball, what, what os he to do, I asw it go , Merrily bouncing, down the street, and then Merrily over,            there it is in the water, no use ot say, O. There are other balls,  As he stands rigid, trembling staring down All his young days into the harbour where His ball went I would not intrude on him,. A dime another ball, is worthless, Now... Read More
The Ball poem. What is the boy now, who has lost his ball, what, what os he to do, I asw it go , Merrily bouncing, down the street, and then Merrily over,            there it is in the water, no use ot say, O. There are other balls,  As he stands rigid, trembling staring down All his young days into the harbour where His ball went I would not intrude on him,. A dime another ball, is worthless, Now He senses first responsibility In a world of possesssions, people, will take Balls, balls, will be lost always. little boy And no one buys a ball back, Money is external, he is learning well behind his desperate eyes the epistemology of loss, hom to stand up knowing what every man must one day know And most know many days, how to stand up,.
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kavi****@gmail.com 07 Nov 2026 114 Views

Amanda

Amanda. Don.t bite your nails. Amanda.  Don.t hunch your shouders. Amanda.  Stop that slouching and sit up straight. Amanda. There is a languid, emerald sea, Where the sole inhabitant is me, a Mermaid, drifting blissfully, Did you finish your homework, Amanda,  Did you tidy your room,Amanda,I thought I told you to clean your shoes, Amanda,  I am an orphan, roaming the street, I pattern soft dust w... Read More
Amanda. Don.t bite your nails. Amanda.  Don.t hunch your shouders. Amanda.  Stop that slouching and sit up straight. Amanda. There is a languid, emerald sea, Where the sole inhabitant is me, a Mermaid, drifting blissfully, Did you finish your homework, Amanda,  Did you tidy your room,Amanda,I thought I told you to clean your shoes, Amanda,  I am an orphan, roaming the street, I pattern soft dust with my hushed, bare feet, The silence is golden, the freedom is sweet.  Don.t eat that chocolate, Amanda.Remember your acne, Amanda.  Will you please look at me when Rm speaking to you, Amanda,.    
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The little girl

The little girl  Thsi is a story about a little girl she feared her father greatly. She thought that he war hard. hearted and strict she always avoided  gim He often rebuked her once he beat her severely for tearing his important papers. But one night. her mother wer in the hospital. The little girl was afraid of the the dark. But her father consoled her she slept beside her father. Then she reali... Read More
The little girl  Thsi is a story about a little girl she feared her father greatly. She thought that he war hard. hearted and strict she always avoided  gim He often rebuked her once he beat her severely for tearing his important papers. But one night. her mother wer in the hospital. The little girl was afraid of the the dark. But her father consoled her she slept beside her father. Then she realised that her father was vary good., 
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A.P.J. Abdul Kalam

A. P. J. Abdul Kalam A.P. J. Abdul Kalam, in full pakir jainulabdeen Abdul Kalam, born October 15,1931, Rameswaram, India. died July 27,  2015,Shillong Indiapn Scientist and Politician who Played a leading role in the development of India .s missile and nuclear weapons programs. He was president of India from 2002 to 2007. Kalam earned a degree in aeronautical engineering from the Madras Institute... Read More
A. P. J. Abdul Kalam A.P. J. Abdul Kalam, in full pakir jainulabdeen Abdul Kalam, born October 15,1931, Rameswaram, India. died July 27,  2015,Shillong Indiapn Scientist and Politician who Played a leading role in the development of India .s missile and nuclear weapons programs. He was president of India from 2002 to 2007. Kalam earned a degree in aeronautical engineering from the Madras Institute of Technology and in 1958 joined the Defence Research and Development Organisation DRDO. He soon moved to the Indian Space Research Organisation. Where he was project director pf the SLV.lll, India.s first indigenously  designed and produced satellite launch vehicle. Rejoining DRDO in 1982, Kalam planned the program that produced a number of Successful missilles, which helped earned him the nickname;  Missile Man.
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Badal and Moti

Badal and Moti
Badal and Moti  There was a boy called Badal. He lived with his mother in a village and they were very happy. One evening, when Badal was returinng from school, he was a puppy shivering in the cold. Badal brought him home. Can this puppy stay with us, Maa, asked Badal. Yes beta but only if you promise to take care of the puppy said his mother with a smile. Badal and his mother named the puppy Moti... Read More
Badal and Moti  There was a boy called Badal. He lived with his mother in a village and they were very happy. One evening, when Badal was returinng from school, he was a puppy shivering in the cold. Badal brought him home. Can this puppy stay with us, Maa, asked Badal. Yes beta but only if you promise to take care of the puppy said his mother with a smile. Badal and his mother named the puppy Moti As days went by, Moti grew up and loved Badal. They became best friends. They ate and played together. Moti followed Badal wherever he went. They played their favourite games together.   
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The Wonder of My Body

The Wonder of My Body My head is on top,  I think with my brain.  I have eyes to see,  I look around again.    My nose is small and fine,  I breathe in and out.  I have a mouth to eat,  I drink and shout,.    My hands are strong and true,  I use them every day.  I holy and grasp and play.  I Work in my own way,.      Read More
The Wonder of My Body My head is on top,  I think with my brain.  I have eyes to see,  I look around again.    My nose is small and fine,  I breathe in and out.  I have a mouth to eat,  I drink and shout,.    My hands are strong and true,  I use them every day.  I holy and grasp and play.  I Work in my own way,.     
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kavi****@gmail.com 16 Jul 2026 217 Views

Miss polly Had A Dolly

  Miss polly Had A Dolly Miss polly had a dolly. Who was sick. sick. sick. So she called for the doctor. To be quick. quick. quick.    The doctor Came. With his bag and his hat,  And he knocked at the door  With a rat ,a, tar, tar.    He looked at the dolly  And he Shook his head.  And he said, Miss polly,  Put her Straight to bed.,    He Wrote Out a paper  For a pill, pill, pill.,  I, ll be back... Read More
  Miss polly Had A Dolly Miss polly had a dolly. Who was sick. sick. sick. So she called for the doctor. To be quick. quick. quick.    The doctor Came. With his bag and his hat,  And he knocked at the door  With a rat ,a, tar, tar.    He looked at the dolly  And he Shook his head.  And he said, Miss polly,  Put her Straight to bed.,    He Wrote Out a paper  For a pill, pill, pill.,  I, ll be back in the morning  With the bill, bill, bill.,               
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Miss polly Had A Dolly

  Miss polly Had A Dolly Miss polly had a dolly. Who was sick. sick. sick. So she called for the doctor. To be quick. quick. quick.    The doctor Came. With his bag and his hat,  And he knocked at the door  With a rat ,a, tar, tar.    He looked at the dolly  And he Shook his head.  And he said, Miss polly,  Put her Straight to bed.,    He Wrote Out a paper  For a pill, pill, pill.,  I, ll be back... Read More
  Miss polly Had A Dolly Miss polly had a dolly. Who was sick. sick. sick. So she called for the doctor. To be quick. quick. quick.    The doctor Came. With his bag and his hat,  And he knocked at the door  With a rat ,a, tar, tar.    He looked at the dolly  And he Shook his head.  And he said, Miss polly,  Put her Straight to bed.,    He Wrote Out a paper  For a pill, pill, pill.,  I, ll be back in the morning  With the bill, bill, bill.,               
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kavi****@gmail.com 16 Jul 2026 233 Views

The Fun They Had

Margie even wrote about it that night in her diary. on the page headed 17 May 2157, she wrote, "Today tommy found a real book!" It was a very old book. Margie,s grandfather  once said that when he was a little boy his grandfather told him that there was a time when all stories were printed on paper:they turned the pages, which were yellow  and crinkly ,and it was awfully funny to read words that s... Read More
Margie even wrote about it that night in her diary. on the page headed 17 May 2157, she wrote, "Today tommy found a real book!" It was a very old book. Margie,s grandfather  once said that when he was a little boy his grandfather told him that there was a time when all stories were printed on paper:they turned the pages, which were yellow  and crinkly ,and it was awfully funny to read words that stood still instead of moving the way they were supposed to_on a screen, you know. and then when they turned back to the page before, it had the same  words on it thet iy had had when they read it the first time,"gee,"said tommy ,"what a waste. when you, re through with the book, you just, throw it away, i guess. our television screen must  have had  a million  books  on it and it, s good for plenty more, i wouldn, t throw it away." "same with mine," said margie. she was eleven and hadn,t seen as many telebook as  tommy had he was thirteen.she said,"where did you find it? "in my hous ."he pointed without looking, because he was busy reading, "in the attic."          "what,s it about?"   "school."    
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