Shishukunj

The Rain Song

Riddhi Singhania, Class XII E

I’m not just a little drop

I make up the vast blue oceans.

I quench the thirst of a dying person

I regrow the withered beauty of crops.

My journey starts in the ocean itself

Then I embrace the sunlight and rise to the heaven.

There I meet many of my friends

Then we are called clouds by the humans.

We travel with the wind

Over the needy fields and lawns.

Then we can stay up no more

So we fall down as shimmering drops.

But again I reach the oceans

After going through fields, lakes and homes.

I become quite an experienced droplet

Who is ready to go out again, alone.

A True Friend

Soumya Tiwari, Class X B

A friend is always there,

To help you anywhere.

He is always right,

And makes your future bright.

A friend knows all about you,

And keeps you happy too.

He’s there with you in your woes,

And even when you lose.

A friend can make you smile,

And help you rise in style.

He always lends a hand,

And helps you feel grand.

A friend lets you fight with determination,

And so becomes an inspiration.

So love all the friends you have,

They give you a joy so rare!

Age No Bar

Mrs. Vasundhara Ohri, Vice Principal (Operations)

Think you are too young to make a difference?

Here are a few inspiring stories of children who started small and made a big difference….be it for the environment, pets or child labour.

This article was published in The Times of India on Sunday 17 March 2019 and I felt it was worth sharing.

So read on …. and remember – we are never too young (or too old !) to bring about a positive change in this world.

Deutschland or Germany was a wonderful experience. The two month AFS reciprocal Program gave me experiences that will last lifelong. I was stationed at Isny, in the south of Germany. It was a small town with lovely woods and a river surrounding it! The Alps were just a few steps away and the air was as fresh as it could be. They have a lovely school called ‘Waldorf Schule’ with not just regular subjects but even metalwork, eurythmy, music, Russian, etc. During my beautiful stay in the fairyland, we visited some of the wonders of human creation. In The Deutches Museum in Munich I spent the longest time I’ve ever spent in any museum. From the mining caves to marine navigation and sea fossils, physics to maths, music to tools, it took me 8 hours!! It

was thrilling to walk around the city carefree and listen to all the artists singing in the streets. We played golf and sledged in the Alps, cycled from one city to the other, went swimming in the river and shouted across huge fields…things I’ll forever cherish. It was also amazing to meet student refugees in my school from Iran, Iraq, Syria and Pakistan. I made artefacts and jewellery from wood, silver, gold, metal and sandstone. We also went to a carnival in Austria and also saw the lake of Constance and Kunsthaus Bregenz there. In a road trip to Italy we visited some medieval cities and camped in the Alps, and if you’ve seen the Sound of Music you know exactly how it must’ve felt. Besides Frankfurt we also did a tour around Dresden, visiting the Moritzburg Castle, Semper Opera, Zwinger and the Dresden Castle. The days and nights spent there will forever remain as a beautiful album in my mind.

A Month So Special

Riddhi Singhania, Class XI D

Time flows by,

You don’t know why,

A month seems so short,

As if just a week went by…..

Recollecting my trip to Hungary fills me with great memories of the time I had spent there. I didn’t know such a far-off country could be so different, yet so homelike.

My trip, of a month, consisted of going around places in Hungary for the first ten days, and then spending the rest of my month with my host family, MY FAMILY. However much excited I was, to experience a new culture, I was very nervous to actually live with them!

I got a family like my own – two loving sisters and so dear parents. I immediately felt comfortable with them. The only hurdle I faced, which I later realised was indeed fortunate for me, was that my family knew little English. This way I learnt many Hungarian words. Google forditó (translate) is my friend! Language is never a problem when it comes to understanding others, and my family understood me well.

Not only did I learn about their culture and religion, but they were always eager to know about Indian culture or my religion, and respected it. We all cleaned the house on Sundays, watched movies, cooked Hungarian and Indian food, and prayed before going to sleep. They made me a part of all their dinner conversations.

My host mother, being a teacher helped me a lot to understand how their education system functions. The schools in Hungary are totally different from what we Indians think schools are. There are no uniforms, no prohibition on mobile phones, and no final exams! The attitude towards academics is not the same as in India, due to the lack of competition there. I had formed a sort of negative attitude towards their schooling but further realised that I was wrong- both are different; they cannot be compared!

I was allotted Grade 10 to study in, and I made a lot of friends in school. My classmates did everything possible to make me understand the lessons. The teachers were also very helpful. My class was ever lively with each student having their own distinguishing qualities. I learnt to appreciate the uniqueness in others. We played and danced, and had a lot of fun.

I gained a lot of things from that trip. Saying “thanks” is a thing which a lot of us ignore, thinking it’s not necessary to say at times- but that isn’t the case there. Comfortably and openly sharing our own views and problems with our family and teachers is also a thing which I appreciate of that culture. They love animals so much that almost each family has at least two pets.

I will never forget the one month spent there. I really had an experience to cherish all my life and feel happy to have a family and so many friends in another continent!

From Russia With Love

Hridhima Tyagi, Class XI A

Zdravstvuyte!

My experience in Russia was what can be described as phenomenal. The place was just as I had imagined. As much as I enjoyed escaping the tormenting heat of Indore, I was absolutely mesmerized by the expanse of culture there too. In Moscow, we had stayed in the Star Wars hostel. All of us girls stayed in one dormitory, and we stayed up all night sharing stories, playing different games, but still we were full of energy and enthusiasm in the morning. Through the hop-on-hop-off bus, I was able to visit the majestic places such as the Supreme court, the Parliament, the President’s mansion, Kremlin and much more. We also went to the trampoline park, where we all jumped around till we didn’t have any energy left. My most favourite part, of course was when we had a whole day to ourselves to shop around and buy souvenirs for our families.

Then we went to Surgut. At first I was a bit nervous living with strangers, but they gave me such a warm welcome, I instantly felt at home. They took great care of me, took care of my food preferences, and always helped me with everything. Eliza, my host, was just like a sister to me. On the first day, we were all so tired because of the jet lag, but I wanted to cover as much of Surgut as possible, so my host family took me for a concert. And on top of that, it started to snow, and it was the first snowfall I had ever seen in my life. It looked magical. We spent the whole day playing cards and getting to know each other.

From the next day, we attended all the classes there which included sewing, cooking, clay moulding, metal moulding, engineering, and many more exciting ones. I loved the engineering class the most and felt proud when I was able to make a working Bluetooth operated remote-controlled car all by myself.

After school ended, Eliza and her friend Sasha and I would take long walks exchanging all about our culture. Sasha took care of me just like an elder brother too. He gave me his jacket when I felt cold, helped me with my homework, and even taught me how to ice-skate. They also took me to the zoo, where we fed birds, monkeys and even bats! (Except I was not ready to even touch the bats, I was so scared). Over a short period of 7 days, the bond of friendship between me and my host family had grown so strong that we weren’t ready to separate! Overall, I never felt that I was short of anything, I learned a lot and of course I enjoyed so much, these memories will forever be imprinted on my mind. I am looking forward to another one of these inter-cultural programs!

The UFO

Mihika Panjwani, Class X A

‘And then, the plane entered the big cloud and they could never see it again!’

‘They must have shut their eyes! Hehehe’

‘Oh Ram, shut up, can’t you? Tina, continue…’

‘Thanks Zayn, so…. The plane… it disappeared. Later they found out that the plane had taken a turn when when it got hidden behind a cloud and thus wasn’t seen.’

‘Ughh, can’t these alien stories have REAL action?’ Zayn exclaimed. He was one of the keenest listeners and loved to listen to Tina when she shared whatever she read from magazines.

‘I’ve told you earlier too, there are so many researches going on, yet, nobody knows if aliens exist or not,’ Tina sighed, flipping the pages of another weekly.

‘I don’t care if aliens exist or not. Plus there are already so many people who worry about them. Let’s not get into boring debates again. C’mon, let’s go getta life and play outside,’ Ron winked, holding a poster with the words ‘GO GETTA LIFE’ written in bold.

The three friends got out the house and sat on the porch outside. They were all sitting there when Zayn exclaimed, ‘R….Ron…T….Tina….look! Up there!’

‘Oh my god! This is so much like a Doracake!’

‘No Tina! You’ve been watching Doraemon a lot these days. This looks more like a ……doughnut!’

‘Oh no Ronnie. This is so much like a UFO!’

Tina and Ron exclaimed together, ‘A UFO! Yes, it is a UFO! Run! Let’s get someone!’

They all rush to Zayn’s elder brother Jim and ask him to look at the UFO.

Jim had a nice look at it and said, ‘Oh yes, that is definitely a UFO. But a plastic one! Kids it is a promotion of the new TV series The Scratched Alien Stories.’

‘It was an amazing day, full of fun and frolic. We all stood aghast and laughed, seeing that strange flying object!’ Tina ended her diary entry and another amazing day!

The Triangle Strikes Again

Vidhi Dev, Class X A

It was an amazing day, full of fun and frolic. We all stood aghast to see a strange flying object over our heads. We started guessing what it was. Of course, everyone’s first guess was that it was a UFO. But the object didn’t really look like what we had imagined UFO’s to be. It looked more like an airplane but it was covered with rust and seaweed. We were all curious to know what it was.

Suddenly, the object started plummeting and landed somewhere nearby. We went around looking for it and found it parked in a vacant plot. We got a better look at it and became certain that it was an aircraft. We glanced at each other, confused about how it had ended up here. We started discussing theories when all of a sudden, Samir cried out, ‘Look! Someone’s coming out of the plane!” We turned our attention to the aircraft and saw two figures emerging from it.

We let out a collective gasp when we saw who it was. The woman had fair skin and short brown hair and we immediately recognized her as Amelia Earhart, whom we had studied about in school. We were all dumbfounded. No one had found Ms. Earhart’s airplane! Besides, the journey was decades ago, she ought to be dead by now. We started asking Ms. Earhart and her co-pilot questions and they seemed as confused as we were.

Once Ms. Earhart realized where she was, she told us her story, “I remember waking up in the middle of the ocean inside my plane. But the surprising thing was that the plane was floating! We recognized our location as near the coast of Florida or near the Bermuda Triangle. So we tried to fly to the States but we came here instead. I have no explanation for that!”

All of us were awe-struck. We had heard about the mysterious happenings near the Bermuda Triangle but this time, we were able to see it for ourselves! An expedition that had been lost decades ago had come back in the twenty-first century. What a miracle!

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Ghosts are Fun

Soumya Tiwari, Class X B

I was awakened in the middle of the night by a storm brewing outside. Suddenly, the lights went out and I realized, to my horror, that I was all alone at home that night. My parents were out of station.

I quickly searched for my phone and turned on the flashlight. I was terrified and I couldn’t go back to sleep. I got an idea. I took my phone and went to the living room. There, I could see the box. I carried it back to my room. On the way, I shut all doors and windows. Once inside my room, I closed the door and opened the box.

It was my collection of candles. I placed them around and lit them one by one. My room looked beautiful. ‘They’re so pretty!’ said a voice behind me. I was horrified! I turned around and saw a little girl sitting on my bed. I screamed as I froze in fear.

The girl spoke to me consolingly and assured me that she wouldn’t harm me. I was way too scared to speak. Then she asked me to sit down and told me that she was very lonely. Eventually, I began to calm down and got comfortable with her presence. As we talked, we soon became friends. We had a pillow fight, played tic-tac-toe and even had a candle light party in my room. I must say, all ghosts aren’t bad. Some are fun too!

Month: March 2019

The Rain Song

Riddhi Singhania, Class XII E

A True Friend

Soumya Tiwari, Class X B

Age No Bar

Deutschland Diaries

A Month So Special

From Russia With Love

The UFO

Mihika Panjwani, Class X A

The Triangle Strikes Again

Number Gallery

Ghosts are Fun

Soumya Tiwari, Class X B

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