Indian High School, Dubai
2011 Volume 01 Issue No. 04
As the final edition of e-xpressions for this academic year is
uploaded, I cannot help but look back with considerable
pride and satisfaction. Our endeavours in the year gone by
have been acknowledged and commended by one and all.
We have embarked on our Golden jubilee year, celebrating
the fruition of long cherished goals. While we are justifiably
proud of our progress, we cannot afford to be complacent.
We all have heard the oft quoted saying ‘The school is a
building with four walls and tomorrow inside.’ But hidden in
the simplicity of this quote is a profound message. The race
for excellence is never ending. I am confident that as long as
we have a cohort of students who believe in themselves and
hold strong to their values and integrity, we can turn every
dream into a reality.
Expressing my thoughts to my Golden batch – class of 20102011, ‘we do not need magic to change the world, we carry
all the power we need inside ourselves already: we have the
power to imagine better.’ This is a famous line from J.K
Rowling’ commencement address at Harvard. And I want
you to understand the power of your mind – how your
thoughts and attitude can make a world of difference. Go
students and let the world see the power within you and we
will always cherish the footprints you leave at the threshold
of the Indian High School, Dubai.
The editorial team of e-xpressions wishes all students the
very best for your forth coming final examinations and
success in all your endeavours.
For the next academic year 2011-12, we heartedly welcome
your articles, poems, sketches, creative work and
photographs clicked by you which speak about your
photographic genius. Please confer upon us your knowledge
and contributions.
Send in your contributions to:
soniankohli@yahoo.com/eexpressions@gmail.com
Sonia Kohli
Staff Editor, e-xpressions
As the night’s curtain over the City of Dreams fell,
Terror’s night began.
The invaders of peace, from the seas, struck,
To wage a brutal war against humanity.
Not one dreamt in their worst dreams ,but
The Taj, Oberoi-Trident, were soon to be gruesome battlefields
The innocent victims,
Little did they know,
That soon, they would be captives of death.
The intruders consumed by hatred, fired their weapons
To take away God’s precious lives
Without a thought fleeing their polluted minds,
Barbaric acts they committed, their eyes blurred.
A scream of utter helplessness
Resounding in the hearts of the unfortunate ones
With every gunshot,
Many hopes and dreams were swept off
Blood, like a river without any value flowed.
In horrific violence’s midst,
Bravery’s sons, glowing embers, marched forward.
Armored with the suit of courage,
Pawning their own lives,
As a ransom to save the innocent.
At long last, bade adieu, the nightmare.
Leaving its tragic legacyConsumed lives, broken-hearted souls, orphaned families
A sober tale of misery,
Echoing through pain’s mourning, sorrow’s fire.
Smearing its violent imprint not only in history’s pages but in the
heart’s of many,
Not a blow to Mumbai alone, but a hit on humanity, it was.
With tears clinging on my eyelids, I ask“When will peace & harmony, like a mighty fortress,
Emerge from the depths of hatred & violence,
Embracing one and all?
Navnith
Ajay Balasubramaniam 8M
Muskaan Pankaj Gandhi KG1A
ONCE UPON A TIME THERE LIVED A COUPLE IN A
HUGE MANSION AND THEY BUILT A HUT FOR
THE HUSBANDS FATHER. SOME YEARS LATER
THEY HAD A SON. THE CHILD GREW A LITTLE
OLDER, HE SAW HIS GRANDFATHER LYING IN A
HUT WITH TORN CLOTHES AND NO GOOD FOOD.
HE ASKED HIS MOTHER,” WHY GRANDFATHER IS
LIVING IN THAT SMALL HUT ? “ HIS MOTHER
ASKED HIM TO FORGET ABOUT HIS
GRANDFATHER. THE GRANDSON WENT INSIDE
THE MANSION AND BROUGHT SOME GOOD
FOOD FOR HIM TO EAT AND GOOD CLOTHES TO
WEAR.BUT HIS STOPPED HIM FROM GIVING THE
THINGS AFTER SOME DAYS THE BOY TOOK HIS
FATHER ‘S AND MOTHER’S CLOTHES AND
RUBBED MUD ON THEM, THE FATHER ASKED
HIM”“ WHAT ARE YOU DOING SON ? ’’ HE REPLIED
,‘’ I AM RUBBING MUD ON THEM FOR WHEN YOU
BECOME OLD YOU CAN WEAR,AS YOU DID THAT
TO GRANDFATHER.’’ THEY REALIZED THEIR
MISTEAKE REGRETTED.
MORAL :TREAT OTHERS LIKE YOU TREAT
YOURSELF.
NIDHI GUPTA 4D
ONCE UPON A TIME THERE LIVED A TORTOISE AND
TWO CRANES. THEY WERE VERY FRIENDLY TO EACH
OTHER , THEY USED TO TELL STORIES TO EACH
OTHER AND WERE VERY HAPPY. ONE DAY THEY
NOTICED THAT THE LAKE WAS DRYING UP AND
THERE WAS ONLY LITTLE WATER IN IT. SO THE
TORTOISE TOLD THE TWO CRANES THAT, “GO AND
FIND A LAKE FILLED WITH WATER”. SO THE TWO
CRANES WENT, AND WHEN THEY CAME, THEY TOLD
THE TORTOISE THAT, “WE SAW A BIG LAKE WHICH
WILL NEVER DRY”. SO THE TORTOISE SAID “TAKE ME
THERE BROTHER CRANE” THE CRANE SAID, “HOW
WILL WE TAKE YOU THERE?YOU ARE SO SLOW”. THE
TORTOISE SAID “YOU HAVE TO BRING A STICK AND I
WILL HOLD IT IN MY MOUTH AND YOU WILL CARRY
ME” SO THE CRANE DID WHAT THE TORTOISE SAID.
THE CRANE ASKED, “ARE YOU READY?” THE
TORTOISE SAID , “YES I AM READY” THEN HOLDING
THE STICK THEY STARTED FLYING. AFTER SOME
TIME THEY WERE HIGH IN THE SKY, DOWN THERE
WAS A VILLAGE , THE PEOPLE WERE SURPRISED .
THE TORTOISE SAW THEM , HE OPENED HIS MOUTH
TO SAY SOMETHING, HE FELL DOWN AND FELL
DEAD.
MORAL: SILENCE IS GOLDEN
SAKSHI 4G
ONE DAY TWO BOYS NAMED RAM AND
RAMU WERE WALKING THROUGH A JUNGLE
FULL OF BEARS. THE TWO BOYS WERE VERY
SCARED OF BEARS. SUDDENLY RAMU
SHOUTED WHEN HE SAW A BEAR COME
TOWARDS THEM. RAM CLIMBED A TREE BUT
RAMU DID NOT KNOW, BUT WAS CLEVER
AND PRETENDED TO BE DEAD. WHEN THE
BEAR CAME CLOSE HE SNIFFED AT RAMU
AND WENT. WHEN THE BEAR HAD GONE
BOTH BOYS GOT UP. THEN RAM ASKED
RAMU, “WHAT DID THE BEAR WHISPER IN
YOUR EARS?” RAMU SAID THAT, “NOT TO
HAVE SUCH A FRIEND AFTER ALL”
MORAL: A FRIEND IN NEED IS A FRIEND
INDEED
EMILY 4J
HONESTY MEANS THE QUALITY OF BEING
TRUTHFUL AND SINCERE. MY FATHER
ALWAYS TEACHES ME TO BE HONEST. ONE
DAY WHEN MY PARENTS HAD TO GO OUT
OF THE HOUSE, MY FATHER TOLD ME TO
FINISH MY HOMEWORK AND NOT TO
WATCH TELEVISION. WHEN THEY WENT OUT
I SWITCHED ON THE TELEVISION AND
STARTED WATCHING MY FAVOURITE
CARTOON . WITHIN FIVE MINUTES I
SWITCHED OFF THE TELEVISION AND BEGAN
TO COMPLETE MY HOMEWORK. AFTER
SOME TIME MY PARENTS CAME BACK HOME
AND MY FATHER ASKED ME WHETHER I
WATCHED TELEVISION. I HONESTLY REPLIED
THAT I WATCHED TELEVISION FOR FIVE
MINUTES. MY FATHER DID NOT GET ANGRY
WITH ME.
Maya 3F
My Day With A Four Year Old
The day begins, as books are set
Charts put up and homework checked.
Its nine and they arrive
With that shy, warm and often naughty look in the
eye,
That seems to say I’m glad you’re here,
To hold my hand and soothe my fears.
As the day, periodically unfolds
Words or lines or stories are told
I look expectantly into those eager eyes
Searching for signs and answers right.
I heave a sigh and look around
And answers come in unison.
Now it’s time to run and play,
Those bubbly, prancing feet seem to say
“Don’t tell me to walk, I have to run.
You’ve had your say, now’s my time for fun.”
It fills my heart with warmth so great
To know that I am a teacher by fate.
And so I thank you little one,
For a world you help create,
Full of life and joy and love
And those blessings from above.
Mrs. Florence Braganza KG.2
Son to Father
Why?
Can’t I speak my mind?
He doesn’t seem to understand,
Even though we both try.
Our moments of togetherness
Are shortened by and by.
There were those years,
Cherished by us,
When everything was shared,
Each moment worth a lifetime.
When did all that change?
To this pretense of false intimacy.
Now, silence surrounds us.
More than the ghosts of laughter.
Our love is deeper,
It’ll save us from this disaster.
For tomorrow, I shall spend the day,
With the greatest man in the world.
My idol, my mentor, during the yesteryears.
And then we both shall understand
That, we never grew apart.
Faizan XI Sc. D
LES FESTIVALS FRANÇAIS
Chaque pays célèbre leurs propres festivals. Même en France, ils
célèbrent les fêtes différentes.
Bastille Day
La Bastille était une prison à Paris. Il a été pris d'assaut par les gens
du commun dans France. On Juillet 14, 1789, qui conduisent à la
fin de l'événement du pays monarchiste. The a été commémoré un
an plus tard par la Fête de la Fédération et a été déclaré jour férié
national.
Le Jour des Rois
Elle est célébrée le 6 Janvier. Un gâteau spécial est cuit avec un
intérieur de surprise - celui qui trouve la surprise est couronné roi
ou reine de la soirée.
May Day
Tout le monde portait des lis de la vallée, si vous faites un vœu que
vous portez, il est sûr de se réaliser.
Comme d'autres pays la France célèbre aussi le monde entier, tels
que-occasions:
Nouvel an
Elle est célébrée le Janvier 1 avec grande pompe et show. Ils disent
au revoir à l'année dernière et dit bienvenue à l'année en cours.
Noël
Elle est célébrée le 25 Décembre. Les enfants, les cadeaux du Père Noël. Ils
ont aussi un bal de Noël.
Pâques
Les magasins sont joliment décorées avec des lapins de chocolat blanc et
noir, des poules, cloches et les poissons. Les enfants se réveillent le matin
du dimanche de Pâques et de regarder dans les nids qu'ils ont mis dans
leurs cours ou les jardins, s'attendant à trouver des œufs de Pâques décorés
magnifiquement placée en eux. La France est l'un des pays qui célèbrent les
fêtes avec grande pompe. Elle marque de festivals comme beaucoup dans
l'histoire en France.
Chandana R 8 B
Astérix le Gaulois
Astérix le Gaulois est une
collection des bandes dessinés en
français extrêmement populaire
écrites par les caricaturistes René
Goscinny et Albert Uderzo.
L’histoire nous prises à l’ancienne province de Gaul qui a résiste
l’empire Romain. ils ont pris l'aide de druide: Getafe qui prépare
un breuvage de magie. Astérix le chef de village est tout petit mais
invincible est accompagné par compagnon, Obélix souvent
entraîne eux-mêmes dans aventures de fiction.
Il a été traduit dans plus de 100 langues, adapté dans les films, un
certain nombre de jeux a consacré à Astérix et aussi un parc à
thème, Parc Astérix.
Anu Mary Abey 8B
LA MUSIQUE
La musique est l'une des joies de la vie. Il est en effet agréable pour se
détendre et écouter votre musique préférée après une journée
fatigante. La musique adoucit loin nos soucis et c'est pourquoi les gens
stressés sont invités à écouter de la musique apaisante, afin qu'ils
puissent oublier leurs problèmes.
Il ya beaucoup de différents types de musique et différentes personnes
ont des intérêts dans différents genres de musique. Maintenant, avec
les lecteurs MP3 facilement disponibles, il est plus facile d'écouter de
la musique lors de vos déplacements. Beaucoup de gens apprennent
aussi à créer de la musique en jouant de musique instruments.
La musique est devenue une partie essentielle de notre vie de chacun,
comme nous le plaisir de tirer. Il serait en effet difficile d’imaginer
notre vie sans musique.
Maanasa Srikrishna 8B
L’INDE
Je suis un citoyen fier d’Inde. Mon pays est une
démocratie. Le drapeau national de mon pays a trois
couleurs: Orange, Blanc et Vert. La capitale de l'Inde
est New Delhi.
L'Inde a une des merveilles réputées du monde qui
est le Taj Mahal. L'Inde est remplie de belles usines,
des fleurs aux couleurs vives et une faune stupéfiante.
La capitale de l'Inde est New Delhi. L'Inde a une
culture très diverse avec différent langues et les
religions.
L'Inde: C'est une nation d'unité.
Sanajana Nayak 8B
Cleon – 5 M
Dear Students
Wish you 'All the Best' for your
forthcoming examinations.
Thank you for your contributions
this academic year, It is because of
your creative endeavor that this
electronic magazine is able to see
the light of the day.
Your continued support will be
acknowledged and appreciated in
the coming academic year 2011-12
Staff Team –