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The sound of music
Rush hour crowds jostly for position on the underground train platform. A slight girl, looking younger than her seventeen years , was nervous yet excited as she felt the vibrations of the approaching train. It was her first day at the prestigious royal academy of music ? in London and daunting enough for any teenaged fresh a Scottish farm . But this aspiring musician faced a bigger challenge then most : she was profoundly deaf. Evelyn Glennie 's loss of hearing had been grad Read More
- Author:- Vanshikakumari@gmail.com
- Date:- 2025:11:16
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Wind
Wind, come softly . Don't break the shutters of the windows. Don't scatter the papers. Don't throw down the books on the shelf. There, looks what you did - you threw them all down. You tore the pages of the books ?. You brought rain ? again. You' re very clever at poking fun at weaklings. frail crumbling house ? ,crumbling doors ? crumbling rafters. crumbling wood, crumbling bodies crumbling lives crumbling hearts . the wind god Read More
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- Date:- 2025:11:16
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The Fun they had
Margie even wrote about it that in her dairy . on the page headed 17May 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 page , which were yellow and crikly ,and it was awfully funny to read words that stood still instead of moving the way they were supposed to - on a sceen ,you know . And then when they turned back to the page before ,it had the same words on it that it had had when they read it the first time. ''Gee,'' said tommy , ' Read More
- Author:- Vanshikakumari@gmail.com
- Date:- 2025:11:14
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The Little Girl
To the little girl he was a figure to be feared and avoided. every morning before going to work he came into her room and gave her a casual kiss, to which she responded with ''Goodbya,father''. And oh , there was a glad sense of relief when she heard the noise of the carriage growing fainter and fainter down the long road in the evening when he came home she stood near thestaircase and heard his loud voice in the hall. "Bring my tea into the drawing-room ..... Hasn't the paper comr yet? Mother, go and see if my paper's out there-and bring me my slippers." "Kezia,"mother would call to her,"if you& Read More
- Author:- Vanshikakumari@gmail.com
- Date:- 2025:11:12
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