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    1. Wake Up; Neha's Alarm Clock
    2. Noses
    3. Run
    4. Why?
    5. Don't be Afraid of the Dark
    6. The Donkey
    7. Hiawatha
    8. A Watering Rhyme
    9. Books
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  • CBSE Class 5 "Ice-cream Man"
    1. Ice Cream Man
    2. Wonderful Waste
    3. Bamboo Curry
    4. Team Work
    5. For Want of Nail
    6. My Shadow
    7. Robinson Crusoe
    8. Crying
    9. Food for Thought
    10. My Elder Brother
    11. The Lazy Frog
    12. Rip Van Winkle
    13. Class Discussion
    14. The Talkative Barber
    15. Topsy Turvy
    16. Gulliver's Travel
    17. Nobody's Friend
    18. The Little Boy
    19. Sing a Song of People
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    1. A Tale of Two Birds
    2. The Friendly Mongoose
    3. The Sheherd's Treasure
    4. The Old-Clock Shop
    5. Tansen
    6. The Monkey and the Crocodile
    7. The Wonder called Sleep
    8. A Pact with the Sun
    9. What Happened to the Reptiles
    10. A Strange Wrestling Match

  • CBSE Class 6a "Honey Suckle"
    1. Who did Patrick's Home Work
    2. How the Dog Found himself a Master
    3. The Quarrel
    4. Kalpana Chawla
    5. A Different Kind of School
    6. Who Am I
    7. Fair Play
    8. TA Game of Chance
    9. Vocation
    10. Desert Animals
    11. What If
    12. The Banyan Tree

  • CBSE Class 7, "Honey Dew"
    1. Three Questions
    2. The Squirrels
    3. A Gift of Chappals
    4. The Rebels
    5. The Shed
    6. The Ashes That Made Trees Bloom
    7. Chivvy
    8. Quality
    9. Trees
    10. Expert Detective
    11. Mystery of the Talking Fan
    12. The Invention of Vita-Wonk
    13. Fire: Friend and Foe
    14. A Bicycle in Good Repair
    15. The Story of Cricket

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    1. The Best Christmas Present
    2. The Tsunami
    3. Macavity: The Mystery Cat
    4. Bipin Choudhury's Lapse of Memory
    5. The Summit Within
    6. This is Jody's Fawn
    7. A Visit to Cambridge
    8. A Short Monsoon Diary
    9. The Great Stone Face 1
    10. The Great Stone Face 2

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    1. How the Camel got the Hump
    2. Children at Work
    3. The Selfish Giant
    4. The Treasure Within
    5. Pricess September
    6. The Fight
    7. The Open Window
    8. Jalebis
    9. The Comet Part 1.1
    10. The Comet Part 1.2
    11. The Comet Part 2.1
    12. The Comet Part 2.2

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    1. The Fun They Had
    2. Sound of Music
    3. The little Girl
    4. Beautiful Mind
    5. The Snake
    6. My Childhood
    7. Packing
    8. Reach for the Top
    9. Bond of Love
    10. Katmandu
    11. If I Were You

  • CBSE Class 9, "Supplementary Reader"
    1. The Lost Child
    2. The Adventure of Toto
    3. Iswaran
    4. In The Kingdom of Fools
    5. The Happy Prince
    6. Weathering The Storm
    7. The Last Leaf
    8. A House is not a Home
    9. The Accidental Tourist
    10. The Beggar

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    1. A Letter to God
    2. Nelson Mandela
    3. Two Stories
    4. Anne Frank
    5. Hundred Dresses 1
    6. Hundred Dresses 2
    7. Glimpses of India
    8. Mijbil the Other
    9. Madam Rides the Bus
    10. The Sermon
    11. The Proposal

  • CBSE Class 10, "Footprints"
    1. A triumph of Surgery
    2. The Thief's Story
    3. The Midnight Visiors
    4. A Question of Trust
    5. Footprints without Feet
    6. The Making of a Scientist
    7. The Necklace
    8. The Hack Driver
    9. Bholi
    10. The Book that Saved the earth

  • CBSE Class 11, "Snapshots"
    1. The Summer of the Beautiful White Horse
    2. The Address
    3. Ranga's Marriage
    4. Albert Einstein
    5. Mother's Day
    6. Ghat of the Only World
    7. Birth
    8. The Tale of Melon City

  • CBSE Class 11, "Hornbill"
    1. The Portrait of a Lady
    2. Afraid to Die
    3. Discovering Tut
    4. Landscape of the Soul
    5. The Ailing Planet
    6. The Browning Version
    7. The Adventure
    8. Silk Road

  • CBSE Class 12, "Flamingo"
    1. Lost Spring
    2. Deep water
    3. Rat Trap
    4. Indigo
    5. Poet & Pancakes
    6. The Interview
    7. Going Places
    8. My Mother at Sixty-six
    9. An Elementary School
    10. Keeping Quiet
    11. Thingofbeauty
    12. Road Side Stand
    13. Aunt Jennifer's Tigers

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    1. Sell My Dreams
    2. Eveylin
    3. A Wedding in Brownsville
    4. Tommorrow
    5. One Centimeter
    6. Poems by Milton
    7. Poems by Blake

  • CBSE Class 12, "Vistas"
    1. The Third Level
    2. The Tiger King
    3. Journey to the end of the Earth
    4. The Enemy
    5. Wizard hit Mommy
    6. ontheface
    7. Evans
    8. Memories of Childhood

  • English Class 5

    Lesson 1

    Ice-cream Man.

    (What is cold, sweet and creamy, and wonderful to eat? Everyone's favourite treat especially on a hot summer day is an ice cream! And everyone's favourite person might just be the Ice-cream Man!)

    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.

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    Wonderful Waste.

    (Waste can be quite useful ! Find out for yourself from this story...)

    Once, the Maharaja of Travancore ordered a grand dinner in his palace. In the afternoon before the dinner, the Maharaja entered the kitchen to survey the dishes that had been prepared for the feast.

    "What are you going to do with those vegetable scraps?" he asked the cook, pointing to the basket of scraps near the cook. The cook replied, "They are waste. We will throw them away."

    "You cannot waste all these bits and pieces of vegetables. Find a way to use them," the Maharaja commanded sternly and walked away.

    The cook was in a fix and kept s tar ing at the vegetable scraps for some time. Suddenly, an idea flashed across his mind.

    He took al l the vegetable bits, washed them and cleaned them well.

    Then he cut them into long strips. He put them in a huge pot and placed it on the fire to cook. Next, he ground some fresh coconut, green chillies and garlic together. He added this paste and some salt to the cooking vegetables.

    A tempting smell started coming from the pot. Now he whipped some curd and added it to the curry. He also poured a few spoonfuls of coconut oil and decorated the dish with curry leaves.

    Lo and behold! The new dish was ready. The cook served this new dish to the guests that evening.

    Everyone was eager to know the name of the new dish. The cook thought and thought. Then a name came to his mind. He named it avial (uh-vi-ul).

    Avial became famous all over Kerala and is now one of the dishes in a traditional Kerala feast. And imagine, it all came from a basket of waste!

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    Bamboo Curry.

    {Have you ever eaten a dish made of bamboo? Let's read this picture story and find out which part of bamboo can be cooked and eaten.)

    1. One day the mother-in-law of a Santhal bridegroom cooked a special dish for him when he visited her.

    2. "This curry is delicious. What is it?" The mother-in-law pointed at the bamboo door.

    3. Next morning, just as he was about to leave, he remembered that there was no bamboo in his village.

    4. So he removed the bamboo door and carrying it with him left for his home.

    5. On reaching his village, he told his wife, "Make curry with this bamboo door."

    6. She was shocked. "How can I make curry out of a bamboo door?" 7. "Come, I'll help you by chopping up the bamboo," he said. 8. His wife boiled it and boiled it. Later when her husband tasted it he said, "It's too hard to eat. You don't know how to cook." 9. His wife added more water and boiled it and boiled it. "It's still too hard. I can't eat it." 10. The in-laws came to visit the young couple that evening. They all laughed at his foolishness. The mother-inlaw said, " Didn't you know the curry was made from bamboo shoot and not from a bamboo door ?

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    Lesson 2

    Team Work.

    Teamwork (Do you like to work and play with others?)

    Let’s sing and dance

    Teamwork, teamwork,
    Together we can make our dream work.
    Then we'll share the joy of what we've done,
    Teamwork, everyone!

    It's fun to shoot the basketball through the hoop,
    But if nobody passes then nobody shoots.
    And the relay race just can't go on,
    If nobody wants to pass the baton.

    Teamwork, teamwork,
    Together we can make our dream work.
    Then we'll share the joy of what we've done,
    Teamwork, everyone!

    It's fun to shoot the basketball through the hoop,
    But if nobody passes then nobody shoots.
    And the relay race just can't go on,
    If nobody wants to pass the baton.

    We're the parts that make up the whole,
    And we've got our eyes on a common goal.
    Sometimes it can be a big plus,
    When a you or a me becomes an us!

    We're the parts that make up the whole,
    And we've got our eyes on a common goal.
    Sometimes it can be a big plus,
    When a you or a me becomes an us!

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    For Want of Nail.

    For Want of a Nail For want of a nail the shoe was lost,
    For want of a shoe the horse was lost,
    For want of a horse the rider was lost,
    For want of a rider the battle was lost,
    For want of a battle the kingdom was lost,
    And all for the want of a horseshoe nail!

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    Lesson 3

    My Shadow.

    (Do you know whenever there is light someone follows you? Have you ever wondered who it is?)

    I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me.
    And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
    He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
    And I see him jump before me, When I jump into my bed.

    The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow up.
    Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;
    For he sometimes shoots up taller like an India-rubber ball,
    And he sometimes gets so little that There's none of him at all.

    One morning, very early, before the sun I was up,
    I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
    But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepyhead.
    Had stayed at home behind me and was Fast asleep in bed.

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    Robinson Crusoe.

    (Robinson Crusoe's ship had been destroyed by the sea. He had been alone for many years and longed for company. One day he discovers a footprint on the sand. Let's find out what he did then.)

    One day, when I was going towards my boat, I was surprised to see the footprint of a man on the sand. I stood amazed! I listened; I looked around me; I could neither hear nor see anything. I went up higher to look down; I went up the shore and down the shore, but it was no good; I could find no other footprint but that one. I went to it again to see if there were any more footprints and to tell if it had been my imagination. But I was not mistaken, for there was exactly the print of a foot --- toes, heel, every part of a foot. I could not imagine how it came there.

    I stayed a long time thinking, but became more and more confused.

    At last I returned home very frightened, looking behind me after every two or three steps, mistaking every bush and tree to be a man.

    When I came to my cave (which I called my castle), I ran inside it, as if I was being chased. I do not remember whether I used the ladder or went in by the hole in the rock, which I called the door. I ran for cover, faster than any animal could run.

    I did not sleep that night. The more I thought about what I had seen, the more afraid I became. I thought it could be one of the savages of the mainland who had wandered out to the sea, in a small boat.

    Luckily I was not on shore at that time, but what if he had seen my boat! If he had seen the boat he would have realised that someone lived on the island and would soon return with others to kill and eat me.

    And so I lay fearful for many days and prayed for protection. In doing so, I was much comforted and began going out to investigate. But even now as I went forward, I looked behind me frequently, because I was still very frightened.

    However, as I went about for two or three days and saw nothing I became a little bolder. I decided to go down to the shore again and examine the footprint once more. I decided to measure it with my own footmark.

    As I came closer to the footprint, I realised that it could not be my footprint because I had not come to this part of the beach since a long time. Secondly, as I placed my foot alongside that footprint, it seemed larger than my own.

    My fear returned! I went home again, believing that there was someone there.

    The island was inhabited!

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    Lesson 4


    Crying only a little bit
    is no use. You must cry
    until your pillow is soaked!
    Then you can jump in the shower
    and splash-splash-splash!
    Then you can throw open
    your window
    and, "Ha, ha! ha ha!"
    And if people say, "Hey,
    what's going on up there?"
    "Ha ha!" sing back, "Happiness
    was hiding in the last tear!
    I wept it! Ha ha!"

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    Food for Thought.

    When you have something serious to think about then
    you have .food for thought
    Here's some FOOD FOR YOUR THOUGHT!

    Tomatoes are red, beans are green
    A brinjal own, just like a queen.
    Potatoes are brown. onions are pink
    Carrots have juice, which I can drink.
    Vegetables make me healthy and wise
    So eat some daily with roti and rice.

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    My Elder Brother.

    (This is a story by Premchand titled Bade Bhai Saheb. The story shows that experience is as important as hard work.)

    SCENE 1 A hostel room. Two brothers, aged 9 and 14 years sitting at a study table. The elder brother, Bhaiya, is reading a book and the younger one, Munna, is drawing pictures of birds and animals.

    BHAIYA What are you doing, Munna?

    MUNNA I am drawing.

    BHAIYA When will you study? Where were you in the morning?

    MUNNA (turning pale) I was playing. Bhaiya, how can you sit with a book for hours together?

    BHAIYA That's because I want my foundation in education to be very strong. If the base is strong then the building will stand firmly. Sometimes it takes me two years to do one year's work.

    MUNNA Bhaiya, you are five years older than I am and three classes ahead of me. I wonder why you keep writing the same word twenty times, one sentence more than twenty times and copy poems several times in beautiful letters?

    BHAIYA You know, studying English is no child's play, one has to work very hard in order to learn the subject. To speak or write English properly, tremendous effort is required. But the moment you get a chance, you run to the field, play marbles and fly paper kites, or sit idling away with friends for fun! Can’t you sit down and study?

    MUNNA Oh Bhaiya, there is a big mela in the village today. Should we go?

    BHAIYA Have you ever seen me going to a fair or going to watch a cricket or hockey match? I don't go near them. I prefer to study a book. I don't mind repeating a class for more than two years. But you might stay in the same class all your life. Do you expect to pass if you waste your time playing all the time? You are simply wasting father's hard earned money.

    (Munna starts crying on being scolded and sobbing sounds wah, wah, bah, bah, hu, hu, are heard)

    MUNNA Bhaiya, I feel like running away and going back home.

    BHAIYA Now, now! Stop crying. Put on a nice smile. Look I will make a timetable for you to follow. Get up at dawn.

    MUNNA But when is the time to play?

    BHAIYA Play? What is the need, Munna?

    MUNNA Oh! I love the green fields, the gentle breeze, I want to jump up like a football, I like the touch and go and hu tu tu sounds of the kabaddi, and the hurry and flurry of volleyball pulls me like a magnet. As soon as I am on the field, I forget everything.

    (SCENE 2 The final exams are over and the results are out.)

    BHAIYA Alas! I have failed once again.

    MUNNA Oh! But Bhaiya, I have passed and topped my class. Now there is only two years difference between us.

    BHAIYA But my dear brother, don't be so proud. You have passed only one class and you think that I'm stupid and you are smart. Once in a while, in a gulidanda game, you might get lucky and hit a goal but that does not mean you have mastered the game. You have to work hard to be successful in life. When you have to and correct us. Now, what would you do if I were to fall sick today?

    MUNNA I don't know, Bhaiya! I would tell Baba and he would rush to the hostel.

    BHAIYA Aha! I had expected this answer. Now Baba would not get upset. He would first try to find out what was wrong and then he would call a doctor. Baba would know exactly what to do. They have more experience than us.

    MUNNA (with tears in his eyes) Bhaiya I am sorry, what you say is true.

    (Bhaiya hugs Munna lovingly)
    BHAIYA I also like to play and fly kites. But if I also play then how can I watch out for you? You are my responsibility.

    MUNNA I love you, Bhaiya!

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    Lesson 5

    The Lazy Frog.

    (On a school day, you are busy studying, playing and chatting with friends. When you have a holiday from school what do you do? Would you behave a little like the frog in the following poem?)

    Fred is a very lazy frog
    Who lolls all day upon a log.
    He always manages to shirk
    Doing a single stroke of work.
    His poor old mother calls in vain
    "Come in and help!" he does not bother
    To move two inches, much preferring
    To be extremely hard-of-hearing.
    He lies there in a silent heap,
    And stays conveniently asleep.

    If a lady frog hops past
    You'd think he would get up at last
    To bow, and help her on her way?
    But no, I am ashamed to say
    That when a lady frog comes by
    He does not open up one eye!

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    Rip Van Winkle.

    Rip Van Winkle.... (This story is about Rip Van Winkle, a good-natured but lazy man, who goes away into the hills and falls asleep. When he awakens twenty years later, Rip finds that quite a few things have changed!)

    Many years ago, at the foothills of the Kaatskill (Kat-skill) mountains, was a little village. In the village lived a simple, good-natured fellow named Rip Van Winkle. He was a kind neighbour, ready to help anyone. Everyone in the village liked him. The children of the village shouted with joy whenever they saw him because he played with them, he taught them to fly kites and shoot marbles, and told them long stories.

    The only problem with Rip was that he was very lazy. He did no work on his own farm and just idled away his time. His fences were falling to pieces. His cow was going astray. Weeds grew on his farm. Rip's constant companion was his dog, named Wolf. To avoid work, he would walk away into the forest with his dog.

    One day, Rip just walked on and on and reached the highest part of the mountains. It was late in the afternoon when he reached there. Tired after his long climb, he lay down and began daydreaming. It was soon evening and he realised it would be night by the time he reached his village.

    Suddenly, he heard a voice calling out, "Rip Van Winkle, Rip Van Winkle!" He looked around and saw a short, old man, with thick hair and a grizzled beard walking towards him with a barrel. He made signs to help him carry the barrel. Rip hurried to help the stranger who caught his hand tightly. Together they reached a place where there were some more odd looking men, playing ninepins. They were all dressed the same way and all of them had beards of various shapes and colours. Even though they were playing a game, their faces were serious and there was silence! The only sound was the noise of the balls, which echoed in the mountains like thunder.

    As Rip and his companion reached them, they stopped playing and stared at Rip with a fixed gaze. Rip was really frightened. His companion emptied the contents of the barrel into glasses and made Rip drink it. Rip obeyed as he was trembling with fear. Since he was thirsty he drank a few more glasses and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

    On waking up, he found that he was at the place where he had first met the old man. He rubbed his eyes — it was a bright sunny morning. "Surely, I have not slept here all night," thought Rip.

    He looked around for Wolf, but he was nowhere. Rip whistled for him. "Wolf! Wolf!" he then shouted. No dog was to be seen. "Where has this dog gone?" he muttered to himself. He began to descend the mountain to go back to his village.

    As he neared the village, he met a number of people but he didn't know any of them. The villagers also stared at him equally surprised. "Who is this man?" said one.

    "I've never seen him before," said another, "look at his long white beard and his wrinkled face."

    On hearing this, Rip stroked his chin and, to his astonishment, he found his beard had grown a foot long, and it was all white!

    An old woman walked up to him and looked at his face for a moment. Then she exclaimed --- "It is Rip Van Winkle! Welcome home again, old neighbour! Where have you been these twenty long years?

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    Lesson 6

    Class Discussion.

    "In the class discussion Jane, you hardly said a word. We all aired our opinions but from you we barely heard. You sat and stared in silence surrounded by the chatter, Now tell me Jane, and please be plain, is there anything the matter?"

    Jane looked up and then she spoke, Her voice was clear and low: "There are many people in this world

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    The Talkative Barber.

    (Long long ago a Sultan, whose name was Shahriar, ruled over a large kingdom. His queen was a good storyteller. Each night she would tell a story to the king. She narrated ancient Persian and Arabic folk stories. This is one of the stories, from the Arabian Nights. )

    In the city of Cashgar, lived a barber who was a great talker. Once the Sultan called the barber to shave his head. The barber started talking non-stop instead of shaving him. The Sultan got angry.

    "When are you going to stop talking and begin to do your work?"

    The Barber replied, "You do me an injury by calling me a chatterer. For, everyone says I am very quiet. I have six brothers whom you might call chatterers. Their names are Bacbone (buk-bon), Bakbarea (buk-buria), Bakbac (buk-buk), Alcouz (ul-kooz), Alnaschee (ul-nashi) and Schacabac( shaka- bak). One is humpbacked, one is toothless, one is half blind, one is quite blind, one is deaf and the other has a defect in his speech and they are all great talkers, but I am the youngest of my family, "Give him three pieces of gold," the Sultan cried, losing all patience, "and send him away. I will not be shaved today."

    "My Master," cried the Barber, "it was not I who came to seek you, it was you who ordered me to come. So I will not quit your house till I have shaved you."

    He then began narrating another story, which lasted half an hour. "Stop making your fine speeches and let me go quickly. I have an affair of the greatest importance. I have to go out at noon," said the Sultan.

    When he saw that the Sultan was really angry with him, the Barber said, "O Master, do not be angry, I will begin to shave you." Saying this, he washed the Sultan's head and began to shave. But he had not touched him even four times with the razor, when he stopped and said, "My Master, you are acting hastily in this matter."

    "Go on shaving me, speak no more", ordered the Sultan.

    "Be patient," said the barber, "perhaps you have not considered well what you were going to do. I wish you would tell me what this matter of great importance is all about and then I will give you my opinion on it."

    "Finish shaving at once," the Sultan exclaimed. But, instead of doing this, the Barber left the Sultan halfshaved to go and see what time it was." My patience is exhausted," the Sultan cried.

    "Be calm, my Master and you shall be shaved in a moment," said the Barber and saying this, he continued shaving the Sultan. But while he was doing this, he could not help talking.

    "If you could inform me what this important affair is, I would give more advice, which you might find useful," he said.

    The Sultan was completely fed up by now and decided to satisfy the barber. He told him that he was giving a feast to some friends at noon which was why he was in a hurry to leave.

    When the barber heard the Sultan mention a feast he exclaimed, "That reminds me. Yesterday, I invited four or five friends to come to my house today. But I had quite forgotten it and have not made any preparations for them." The Sultan who was at the mercy of the Barber, was ready to do anything to be rid of him.

    "Be quick and finish your work," the Sultan replied, "and you shall have all the food that has been prepared for me today."

    "Please show me the food so that I may judge if it is enough for my five friends."

    "I have enough food for you!" the Sultan exclaimed. But he ordered that all the food prepared for his feast be brought in.

    The Barber looked over the food and said "This is very good but I shall want some fruit for the dessert also." The Sultan, in desperation, since his head was half shaved, ordered that the fruits should also be brought in.

    The Barber left off shaving the Sultan.

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    Lesson 7

    Topsy Turvy.

    (Have you ever thrown your school bag on your bed? Have you ever left your shoes and socks here and there? Have you ever played with your ball in your room? Does your room sometimes look like this?)

    The people walk upon their heads,
    The sea 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 sea you'll meet,
    While pleasure boats 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.

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    Gulliver's Travel.

    (When a person tells the story of his life in his own words it is called an autobiography. Gulliver a sailor was once caught in the land of Giants. This is how he describes his experience.)

    On the 16th of June 1730 we discovered land. Our captain sent a dozen men with vessels for water, if any could be found. When we came to land we saw no river or spring nor any inhabitants. I went on to explore. The country was barren and rocky. I turned back to join the crew, only to see them getting into the boat and rowing for life to get to the ship.

    Before I could reach them I observed a huge creature walking after them in the sea as fast as he could. The water of the ocean reached only till his knees! However, the monster was unable to overtake the speeding boat. I turned back quickly and climbed up a steep hill with fields of barley on either side and the corn rising upto forty feet. There was a fence to pass from one field to the other.

    It was impossible for me to climb because every step was six feet high. I was trying to find a gap in the hedge when I discovered one of the inhabitants in the next field walking towards the fence. He was of the same size as the creature chasing the boat. I was struck with utmost fear and astonishment and ran to hide myself. He called in a voice much louder than a trumpet. It sounded like thunder! Seven monsters like him came towards the field ready to reap the corn. They carried a reaping hook which was very big. When one of the reapers approached where I lay hidden I screamed as loud as I could. Thecreature stopped reaping, picked me up between his thumb and forefinger and brought me close to his eyes, sixty feet above the ground. He looked at me with curiosity and blew my hair aside to get a better view of my face.

    He called his friends and gently placed me on the ground.

    They all sat on the ground to take a good look at me. I walked slowly backward and forward, pulled off my hat and made a low bow towards the farmers. I tried to speak to them loudly in several languages. Each time I did so the farmer who picked me up held his ear very close to me but in vain. The farmer took me to his house and placed me at some distance on the dining table which was thirty feet high from the floor.

    Dinner was brought for the farmer in a dish which was ten feet in diameter. The farmer's wife crumbled some bread and placed it before me. In the middle of the dinner I heard a noise behind me. It was the purring of a cat that was ten times larger than an ox. The farmer's wife was stroking him. Then entered the farmer's one year-old son in the arms of a lady. On seeing me the child grabbed me from the table and put my head into his mouth. I shouted so loudly that the baby dropped me. I would have broken my neck if the mother had not held her apron under me. Later she put me on her own bed and covered me with a clean white handkerchief.

    I slept dreaming of my home, my wife and my children.

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    Lesson 8

    Nobody's Friend.

    (Do you like making friends? Do you like to share your things with others? Do you think there is any child who has no friends?)

    She had some sweets that she wouldn't share,
    She had a book that she wouldn't lend,
    She wouldn't let anyone play with her doll,
    She's nobody's friend!

    He had some toffee, and ate every bit,
    He had a tricycle he wouldn't lend,
    He never let anyone play with his train,
    He's nobody's friend!

    But I'll share all of my sweets with you,
    My ball and my books and my games I will lend,
    Here's half my apple and half my cake
    - I'm your friend!

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    The Little Boy.

    The little Boy (Do you know of any child who teases others or pushes them around? What would you call such a child? Read this story and see how Hari, a little boy troubles other children.)

    Once upon a time, not so very long ago, there was a small boy called Hari. Although he wasn't very big, he was strong, and he loved to tease all the boys and girls who went to school with him. What he loved to do most was to pinch. He could make a big bruise appear in half a second. Another trick he played was pricking people with a pin.

    So you can guess how all the children hated him. They tried pinching him back, but that was no good because he could always pinch harder. They didn't like telling their teacher, because that was telling tales.

    It so happened that the class went for a picnic to the seaside for a whole day. All the children were most excited.

    On that day, the sun shone bright, and all the children were wild with excitement. They crowded into the train and sat down --- but nobody wanted to sit next to Hari because he always pinched.

    When they arrived at the seaside, out jumped all the children with a shout of joy. Down to the sands they raced, hand in hand --- but nobody took Hari's hand. Nobody went near him.

    Hari was angry. He went to a sandy corner near a rocky pool and sat down by himself. He took out his lunch and looked at it. It was a good lunch. There were two hard-boiled eggs, six jam sandwiches, three pieces of bread and butter, a ginger cake, and a bar of chocolate. He would eat it all by himself. He wouldn't offer anything to anyone!

    Just as he was beginning on the eggs, he heard a hoarse voice near him. "Good morning! I am so pleased to meet a boy like you." Hari turned around and stared in fright. Whatever do you think he saw?

    Hari saw a monster crab walking sideways out of the pool. His eyes were on the ends of short stalks and he looked most queer. He held out his front claw to Hari. Hari put out his hand to shake the crab's claw, but to his surprise and anger the crab opened his pincers and nipped his hand so hard that the little boy yelled.

    "Ah, here is my good cousin," said the crab pleasantly, and, to Hari's horror, he saw a large sandy lobster crawling heavily out of the pool. Before the little boy could stop him the lobster took his hand in his great pincer-like claws and pinched it so hard that Hari yelled in pain.

    Then he stared at the pool in surprise, for, out came sandy-coloured shrimps and prawns, more crabs, and another large lobster and they pricked Hari till he was soon black and blue with their pinching.

    "Don't you like it?" said all the creatures in surprise. "Why, we were told you would love to see us because you were a champion pincher and pricker yourself. Come, come join in the fun!"

    Hari leapt to his feet, crying loudly. His lunch rolled into the pool, and when the crabs and lobsters saw it they ran to it and began to feast eagerly. Hari saw that they had forgotten him for a time, and he turned and ran for his life, tears streaming down his cheeks.

    "They only did to me what I keep doing to the other children," he thought. "But how it hurt! And how I hated those crabs and lobsters! I suppose the other children hate me too. Well, I jolly well shan't pinch or prick any more."

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    Lesson 9

    Sing a Song of People.

    (Eveybody seems to be in such a hurry these days! I wonder why?)

    Sing a song of people
    Walking fast or slow;
    People in the city,
    Up and down they go.

    People on the side walk,
    People on the bus;
    People passing, passing,
    In back and front of us.

    People on the subway
    Underneath the ground;
    People riding taxis
    Round and round and round.

    People with their hats on,
    Going in the doors;
    People with umbrellas
    When it rains and pours.

    People in tall buildings
    And in stores below;
    Riding elevators
    Up and down they go.

    People walking singly,
    People in a crowd;
    People saying nothing,
    People talking loud.

    People laughing, smiling,
    Grumpy people too;
    People who just hurry
    And never look at you!

    Sing a song of people
    Who like to come and go;
    Sing of city people
    You see but never know!

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    The Village Child.

    My home is a house
    Near a wood
    I'd live in a street
    If I could!
    I do wish someone
    Lived near.
    There's no one to play with
    At all.
    The trees are so high
    And so tall:
    And I should be lonely
    For hours,
    Were it not for the birds
    And the flowers

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    The City Child.

    I live in a city
    In a street;
    It is crowded with traffic
    And feet;
    There are buses and motors
    And trams.
    I wish there were meadows
    And lambs.
    The houses all wait
    In a row
    There is smoke everywhere
    That I go.
    I don't like the noises
    I hear
    I wish there were woods

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    Around The World.

    (Which is the most interesting place you have visited? How did you go there and return? Have you travelled by different means of transport? Is there a mode of transport that you would like to use?)

    Mr Phileas Fogg lays a bet with some of his friends to go around the world in 80 days. This is the story of how he travelled with his companion, Passepartout.

    That evening they were on the train from San Fransisco to New York, which was three thousand seven hundred and eighty six miles away. In seven days the train would take them from the Pacific to the Atlantic Ocean.

    The train steamed through California at full speed. It crossed steep mountain slopes, deep canyons and hair-raising curves moving through a few tunnels and bridges.

    Suddenly the train slowed down as a herd of buffaloes charged across the railway track. The train was forced to stop till the procession passed like a great brown river. The herd took a full three hours to cross the tracks. Night had fallen by the time the train could move again.

    The train headed for the steep mountains. This was the most difficult part of the journey with its winding roads. They passed the highest point of their journey, 7524 feet above sea level. In a few hours they would be out of the Rocky Mountains.

    After the passengers had taken their breakfast the train gave a shrill whistle and braked with a jerk and came to a halt. Passepartout, a French passenger went to see what the matter was. There was nothing to be seen. The train had halted in the middle of nowhere. There was no station in sight.

    He heard the signalman say, “The train can't go on. The bridge near Medicine Bow won't support the weight.” It was a suspension bridge and some of its cables were broken.

    The driver of the train said, “Perhaps there is a chance of getting across the bridge by letting the train proceed at maximum speed.”

    "All aboard," said the conductor. The passengers got on the train and the driver reversed the train for nearly a mile. Then he gave another whistle. The train began to move forward so fast that it was frightening. The passengers had the feeling that the train was not resting on the tracks but was floating through air. As the engine shrieked and the train shuddered they were over the bridge in a flash!

    As soon as they passed over the Medicine River, the bridge crashed down into the raging waters below. The train continued its course that evening without interruption.

    As the train moved forward the next day, it was suddenly attacked by hundreds of Sioux Indians (a tribe of native Red Indians). Many of them appeared from all sides, jumped on to the moving train and pulled themselves up the steps. They were armed with rifles. Some of the travellers had revolvers. They defended themselves bravely by answering with pistol shots.

    The conductor cried out, "The train must be stopped or we are lost!" "I will go," said Passepartout. He opened a door and unseen by the Red Indians he slipped under the racing train, and holding on to the chains he slowly reached the engine. Then he separated the engine from the coaches. They started to slow down.

    They had neared a station where soldiers, attracted by the sound of shots, hurried towards the train. The Red Indians on board saw them and quickly jumped off before the train stopped entirely.

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    Lesson 10

    Malu Bhallu.

    High up in an icy lair
    Lived a little polar bear
    Snow white, snow bright was her mane,
    Malu Bhalu was her name.

    Very soon our Malu Bhalu
    Learnt the things her parents knew.
    Fish to catch, big and small ...
    Malu was a clever girl.

    Malu said to her mother one day:
    Ma, I'm going far out to play.
    I want to see the things that lie

    There beyond the big blue sky.
    A little patience, child, said Mum,
    In the summer when next it comes.
    Summer? ... Patience?... What a test!
    Malu simply could not rest.

    First things first! Malu's mum Clasped Malu tight within her arms. Then she said — her voice was firm Now my dear you'll have to swim.

    But Ma! said Malu, what do I know? How will I? I've never swum before! Don't worry dear, said Malu's mother, Do as I do, that's all, she advised her.

    She had no choice, no other way, Malu had to swim that day. Tight she gripped her mother's hand, Into the water splash! to land.

    Brave mother's brave young daughter! Doubt and fear she left behind her. Malu swam with all her might, It didn't matter wrong or right.

    But swimming came so naturally, Her mother knew this and all could see. Fearless was Malu, this she knew, Not just brave, but special too.

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    Who will be Ningthou.

    (A king is called a Ningthou and a queen is called a Leima in Manipuri. This is a story from Manipur about what qualities make a good ruler.)

    Long, long ago, in the land of Kangleipak in Manipur, there lived a Ningthou and a Leima. They were loved dearly by the people.

    The Ningthou and Leima, on their part, never stopped thinking about their meeyam, their people."Our meeyam should be happy,"they said.

    The people were not the only ones who loved their Ningthou and Leima. The birds and animals too loved them. The Ningthou and Leima always said:" Everybody in Kangleipak should live in peace. Not only the people, but the birds, animals and trees.”

    Their beloved king and queen had three sons: Sanajaoba, Sanayaima and Sanatomba.

    Twelve years later, a daughter was born. She was named Sanatombi. She was a lovely child, soft and beautiful inside. She was loved by one and all.

    The years went by, and the children grew up well. And then one day, the Ningthou called all his ministers and said:"It is now time to decide the Tunggi Ningthou, the future king."

    The ministers were shocked."But O Ningthou, what is there to decide? Sanajaoba, your eldest son, will be our future king."

    “Well,"the Ningthou replied."That's how it happened in the old days. The eldest son always became the king. But times have changed. So let us select a king who is most worthy of becoming a king."

    “We will have a contest to select the future king,"the Leima said. And so, in the land of Kangleipak, there was a contest, a horse race. Whoever reached the khongnang, the banyan tree, first would be declared Tunggi Ningthou.

    But then, a strange thing happened. Sanajaoba, Sanayaima and Sanatomba all three of them finished the race together. They were expert riders and all three reached the finish line at the same time!

    There was great excitement."Look at them!"the people shouted."Shagol thauba nupa, such fine horsemen!"

    But one question remained: Who would be the Tunggi Ningthou?

    The Ningthou and Leima turned to thei r sons. The Ningthou said,"Sanajaoba, Sanayaima and Sanatomba, you have proved that you are fine horsemen. Do something different each one of you, so that we can decide who will be Tunggi Ningthou."

    Suddenly, Sanajaoba mounted his horse and held his spear straight in front of him. He looked around. There was a hush among people."What is Sanajaoba, the eldest, going to do? They thought to themselves. Sanajaoba then looked at the huge khongnang standing majestically in the distance. He pierced the tree and jumped his horse right through it!

    “Bravo! Bravo!"The people shouted."Thouro! Thouro!" And then they fell silent.

    Now it was the turn of the second son, Sanayaima. What would he do? Sanayaima too looked at the khongnang as he mounted his horse. Then he too rode towards the tree, harder and harder. The people watched in silence, afraid even to breathe. When he was really close, he urged his horse to jump. Higher and higher the horse rose until horse and rider jumped clear over the huge tree and landed on the other side in a wonderful motion.

    The people breathed in relief and said in unison: "Phajei ! Phajei! Wonderful ! Wonderful !"

    And now, it was the turn of the youngest son, Sanatomba. He, too, rode his horse towards the khongnang and, before anybody knew what was happening, uprooted it. Triumphantly he carried the tree to the Ningthou and Leima and laid it at their feet!

    Shouts of "Thouro ! Thouro ! Phajei ! Phajei !" filled the mountains.

    The people grew restless. Why were the Ningthou and the Leima taking so long to make the announcement?

    They craned their necks to see what was happening.

    The Ningthou and Leima were watching Sanatombi, their five year-old daughter. She looked sad and lonely. She stared at the khongnang which lay dead by the throne. Birds flapped worriedly around, searching for their homes in the tree. Sanatombi walked up to the khongnang and whispered," The khongnang is dead. It was hurt by the spear and now it is dead."

    The people were all attention. The Ningthou stood up. He looked at the three boys. He looked at the little girl. He turned to the people. "If anybody is worthy of becoming the ruler," he said, "it is little Sanatombi. It was she who told us to look at the soul of the khongnang. Sanatombi feels the pain of others. She feels the pain of the people, the animals, the birds, the trees."

    "I declare Sanatombi the future Leima of Kangleipak," the Ningthou said. A silence fell. Everyone turned to look at the little girl, their future queen. There she stood, all of five, like a small khongnang, with birds flying all around her. They sat on her shoulders and on her head. She held out her hands full of grain and the birds flapped about her, pecking at the food.

    A Leima is one who doesn't hurt anybody in the kingdom."
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