my creative writing
Monday, 20 November 2017
Small boy and his cricket career
what if pen or pencil come to life
Tuesday, 18 July 2017
womens cricket world cup
This year 2017 at the month of July at 4 women's world cup has s tarted so our experienced captain mithali raj has some unexpected challenges in which she have face on .
Wednesday, 14 June 2017
How would you describe yourself as a person and what are the two qualities/skills/attributes that you wish to further develop in yourself through the school’s policies and practices. [300 words maximum]
Everyone have their ownspeciality, starting from a new born baby till a person grows up. In the same manner I also have few specialities. They are: 'I am.........
1.friendly
2.adjusting
3.realible
4.simple
I am freindly to everyone
I can adust whenever nescsaary
I am always on time, consistently well in quality or performance and can be trusted.
In simple words I am a simple person with complicated mind.
Do not wait for extraordinary opportunities. Seize common occasions and make them great. Weak men wait for opportunities; strong men make them.
Tuesday, 13 June 2017
Honesty is the best policy
A milkman became very wealthy through dishonest means. He had to cross a river daily to reach the city where his customers lived. He mixed the water of the river generously with the milk that he sold for a good profit. One day he went around collecting the dues in order to celebrate the wedding of his son. With the large amount thus collected he purchased plenty of rich clothes and glittering gold ornaments. But while crossing the river the boat capsized and all his costly purchases were swallowed by the river. The milk vendor was speechless with grief. At that time he heard a voice that came from the river, “Do not weep. What you have lost is only the illicit gains you earned through cheating your customers.
Suspense and thrilling story of emily and dead grandmother
Alone one dark winter's night, Emily was sleeping cosily under her bed covers, when she heard a banging on the door.She got out of bed and shivered to the door. Emily opened the door and stepped onto the front porch, looking around.But nothing was there.....
Emily strolled around her little cottage to see if anything was there. She got back to her old ragged door and she was certain nothing was there. Suddenly she heard a noise. She thought it was a ghost but she knew ghosts didn't exist.
BANG!!! The door slammed behind her. Emily turned around and started thumping on the door "Let me in, let me in!" but it was no good. Finally, she had an idea. She went around her house and looked through the window, but the curtains were shut. Then she heard the same noise that she had already heard. Now she was positive it was a ghost.
She sat down on the dirty porch. When dawn was just breaking the door slowly creaked open. She cheered,"YES!" She walked in suddenly, she saw her dead great grandma.What was she doing here? As quiet as a mouse she said,"Hello." But her great grandma just stared at her.
Emily sat down while her grandma was still staring. Emily said, “Please leave me." Her grandma exclaimed in a ghostly voice, “No." Emily felt uncomfortable. Her grandma said, “Come with me!!' Emily shouted, “No!"