The Crocodile and the Duck
Once upon a time there lived a duck and a crocodile they were friends. But the crocodile was a cruel animal he never wanted the duck to be his friend because he was jealous of his beauty. So he made a plan to kill him.
One day when the duck was going somewhere, the crocodile planed to call him here and eat him up. So the duck was terrified that the crocodile had called him. He went to the crocodile. He asked him that why you have called me here. I wanted to see you my friend he lied. OK, now say what you want to say.
The crocodile said, 'come we will do an underwater race'. He knew that the duck would not be able to do so. He decided when duck will go in front he will bit his leg and he will run out of the water as soon as he can. And then they started the race. Now the crocodile thought that he could do so but he never thought that the duck could not even reach the finishing point, he forgot that he had to do so. He ran and ran and reaches the finishing point. He ran so fast that he banged on the wall. He got hurt so badly that the water was fully red because of the blood. The duck was scared by seeing the crocodile. He could not help. Now the crocodile was almost dead. The duck went and told his friends about the crocodile. The friends could not help.
Moral : That you must not think or plan bad things about others.
Love For Elderly
My love for the elderly
It was beautiful the way she sparkled with cataract as her only adventure
Her beauty was like an empty ocean beaming at rain
Such was her magic that she could see the sunrise even on the
darkest of days
Her eyes searched for a different kind of peace
Peeping from the window to see children running to school was the
best part of her day
Some shabby clothes.
A place where people were not known.
But they all had a part of her in them.
Abandoned?
'Not really. They just don't love me the same.
'She spends her nights counting how old her grandchildren must
have been.
Her son still seemed like he purest soul.
She doesn't need colours to make her a happy one,
Some stories are the happiest in grey.
Looking for her?
You all have seen here.
Most must have in the old age homes. And only fortunate ones in a
rusted photo frame.
Poulumi Bose St. Paul's Boarding & Day School
