ball

he is doing good work , he is
giving water to the plant,


oh, watch what
happen with him                  be care full 
                                      and you too basketball.

fuuun.........

5 realtys fo the life
                                            
                            1-you can't touch your all 
                                 teeth from your tounge.

                              2- now you are trying to
                                      touch your teeth.

                                   3- first realty was 
                                       false.

                                 4- now you are laughing.

                            5-now you want to tell 
                                 this with your friends.
                                                                                                                                                                       Shreyas shandila 

I always worship ganesh god 
   I like him most he ride with mouse
sshhrreeyyaass sshhaannddiillyyaa 

this time elephants are largest animal on the earth.
I know a story about a helpful 
elephant .
you know there is a very big desert in Australia , there elephant not get water properly 
so they dead very much.

save the elephants 
      

baba shreyas

shreyas and his grand fathershreyas and his grand father mohan pathak the name of shreyas's  village is pathak kee chinkeeya in sadpur india shreyas means me my grand father was very simple person he was very sharp minded man.............                           

poem ice-cream man

I have read this poem from my book
                                               

                                  when summer's in the city                                                                   and brick's a blaze of heat
                               the ice-cream man with his little cart
                             goes trundling down the street.


                                   beneath his round umbrella
                                 oh, what a joyful sight
                                to see him fill the cones with mounds
                             of cooling brown and white

                                   vanilla,chocolate,strawberry
                                 or chilly things to drink
                                from bottles full of frosty-fizz
                             green,orange,white or pink
         
                                   his cart might be a flower bed
                                 of roses and sweet peas
                                the way the children cluster round
                             as thick as honeybees  
 

                              

flying together

[I like this story very much]

deep in a forest stood a very tall tree.its leafy
branches spread out like strong arms.
this tree was the home of a flock of wild geese.
they felt safe there.one of the geese was a wise old
bird.
he noticed a small creeper at the foot of the tree.
he spoke to the other birds about it .
do you see that creeper?he said to them .let
us destroy it .why must we dstroy it? asked the
geese in surprise.it is so small .what harm can it
do?with the help of the creeper,it will be possible for someone to climb the tree .                      
A   hunter can   come   up   and    kill    us       all
one day              a hunter saw that tree 
oh,it    is   the      house      of     wild     geese 
the  hunter     said  .   in    the        evening      when       the        geese       come    back        they             sit on  the   net     then the  old bird     said         don't  make   a       fuss  tomorrow when         the    hunter     come back    you  must    all   pretend         to    be       dead        hunter    will    not harm        dead       birds   he  will         throw     us       on     the        ground          .  when      the       last     of       us  been    thrown  ,,, then  fly  together
 

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they are my classmates of 5th class in nager mal murakra model school 

 मेरा नाम श्रेयस है 

ओजस मेर brow का नाम है

poem topsy-turvy land ,[read and enjoy]

the people walk upon their heads
                  the see is made of sand
  the children go to school by night
       in topsy -turvy land       
                       

 the front- door step is at the back,
    you're walking when you stand,
you wear your hat upon your feet,
                                   in topsy-turvy land.

and buses on the see you'll meat,
while pleasure bots are planned,
to travel up and down the streets
                      of topsy-turvy land. 

you pay for what you never get,
          i think it must be grand,
for when you go you're coming back
           in topsy-turvy land

                    

                       

                 

the ant and the dove

On his way home ,an ant saw a
sparkling fountain.he crawled 
on to its wall to take a closer 
look.

suddenly he slipped and fell
into the water.he gurgled and
panicked and waved his legs in the 
          air.help! I  can't swim,he
              cried.luckily,just at the moment,a friendly dove
                saw that the tiny was drowning.
                        she pulled off a leaf
                        and throw near the ant . hear you are,
                     she cooed,and flew away.