Thursday, July 19, 2007

COOLING MY PLANET


A good news....................................................................
Cool Planet club in the school soon .............

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

A poem by Megha Panjwani

Save the Environment

Save the environment,
To save yourself,
It is waste management,
That needs many arrangements.
Dispose all the waste,
To keep ourselves safe,
Use the twin-bins,
Which helps the cleanliness to win.
Keep the environment clean,
Think for the environment, what are you being,
Solid, Liquid & Gaseous wastes,
Make the environment so dirty.
We should take some safety measures,
To keep ourselves away from all the cunning garbage,
This waste management gives us the lesson of cleaning,
Makes our habit of daily cleaning.
Waste management is the part of environment,
It is stored inside the garbage department,
We have many duties for saving this green world,
We should follow each and control the extinction.
Waste management has a concept of garbage,
Explains the whole waste management package,
So this was the whole waste management and some safety arrangements,
So let’s start saving the precious environment.
Save the environment,
Save the environment……………..

A poem by Manmeet Kaur VI H

IT'S CHANGE


Mum i don't want to go to school today,
cause i fear our world is in decay.

I feel my teachers are part of the plot,
I'm the only one who sees through the rot.

Scientists are cloning pigs & sheep,
saying it's change-a quantum leap.

Biologists are making stem cells grow,
saying it's change - the way to go.

Geologists are finding cracks in our earth,
saying it's change - predicting it's birth.

Archaeologists are digging up fossils & bones,
saying it's change - time for clones.

Yes, scientists are causing me great concern,
giving us kids much to learn.

Yesterday and today A poem by Vasu Mittal VI H

just yesterday it seems,
the fields were full of grains,
just yesterday,the water,
came from heaven,
and the earth was not a thirsty,
but yesterday is five years gone,
and today is nought but rubble,
a wilderness of earth,
baked brown by the relentess,
desert sun..............................