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Sunday 21 August 2016

              POEM
IT'S START OF MY SCHOOL!
I WAS A SWEET LITTLE BABY OF TWO
WITH BOTTLE IN MY MOUTH AND NO WORK TO DO
BUT NOW I HAVE GROWN UP A BIT
CAN WALK ON MY OWN AND LEARN TO SIT
I AM A SCHOOL GOING CHILD OF FIVE
HOLDING MY MOTHER'S HAND WITH A SIGH
MY HEART FILLED WITH FEAR AND EYES FILLED WITH TEARS
THERE I ENTER MY FIRST CLASS AND MEET MY PEERS
THEN ENTERS A SWEET LADY WITH FRIENDLY FEATURES
SHE OFFERS US SWEETS; OH! SHE IS OUR CLASS TEACHER
NEXT WE INTRODUCE OURSELVES, TELLING OUR NAMES
TRINNGGG!! GOES THE BELL INDICATING OUR PERIOD CHANGE
WE MEET OUR OTHER TEACHERS TURN BY TURN
TRYING TO CATCH UP AS WE BEGIN TO LEARN
A THREE TIME BELL MARKS OUR LUNCH BREAK 
AND WE RUN OUT WITH CHEERS AND NOISES WE MAKE
ON THE SWINGS- WE PLAY, WE TALK, WE LAUGH, WE RUN
HOW GOOD IT IS TO COME TO SCHOOL
WHERE WE CAN AVE ENDLESS FUN!
BY- PIXIE ASHOK
CLASS-11 B


Friday 19 August 2016

BOOK REVIEW- GAME OF THRONES...

GAME OF THRONES
                                -By NISHANT CHAUBEY
As warden of the north, Lord Eddard Stark counts it a curse when King Robert bestows on him the office of the Hand. His honour weighs him down at court where a true man does what he will, not what he must ... and a dead enemy is a thing of beauty. The old gods have no power in the south, Stark's family is split and there is treachery at court. Worse, a vengeance mad boy has grown to maturity in exile in the Free Cities beyong the sea. Heir of the mad Dragon King deposed by Robert, he claims the Iron Throne.
Ever since my entry into the heady and wonderful peaks of fantasy literature following the release of the Fellowship of the Ring movie in 2001, I have been hard pressed to find an author greater than the inimitable J.R.R. Tolkien. Robin Hobb’s ‘Realm of the Elderlings’ story tops it in terms of pure enjoyment for me, and Terry Pratchett writes with such skill he too edges out Tolkien. But both authors have fallen short of the sheer scope that Tolkien envisioned and, successfully, created.
Since then, I have only come across two authors who have come close to envisioning and successfully carrying out their literary creations to match Tolkien; Steven Erikson and George R. R. Martin.
Martin’s epic fantasy series, ‘A Song of Ice and Fire,’ has managed to – in both scope and creativity, not to mention simple writing ability – capture and recreate the story that started in Martin’s head. Some authors try, and fail miserably. Some capture and recreate perfectly, but the author’s scope is minimal.
For Martin though, in scope, creativity, and writing ability, A Song of Ice and Fire is everything you want in an epic fantasy tale.
The first book, ‘A Game of Thrones,’ was first released in 1996, and since then another three books have been released, with the fifth hopefully to be released this year (2009). Set in a world very akin to our own medieval history, specifically the English War of the Roses, A Game of Thrones introduces us to one of the greatest (and largest) character lists around.
The story is told from eight perspectives. Each perspective is held within a chapter which, when the characters move away from each other, allows the author to continually leave minor cliff-hangers at the end of each chapter.
While six of the characters from this first book are from the same family, the perspective is shifted around in preceding books. Death is commonplace, almost to the point of horror, but conducted in such a way that it, sadly, reminds us of our own bloody histories. Martin does not shy away from the death, rape and plunder that would have been norm for the setting and in doing so provides a much more complete story.
Mindless destruction is often the cause for character splits and confrontations, and by the end of the book characters you assumed you would be attached too for some time are left headless, gutless or simply gone.
Throughout the entire series Martin focuses almost primarily upon one continent. However there is one character, Daenerys Targaryen, who has been forced to flee to a separate continent as a young girl. At first I remember feeling disorientated and a little slighted at seemingly being provided this perspective which seemed nothing short of pointless. However as I have continued to read, she has become one of my favourite characters.
‘A Game of Thrones’ is without a doubt one of the most involved and simultaneously enjoyable books I have ever read. Dense to the point of labour, but captivating well past my bed time, Martin knows exactly where to draw the line between lots of information and tedious boredom.
If you like Tolkien, or if you like the idea of an epic fantasy series, then you must pick up ‘A Game of Thrones’ as soon as possible. Martin’s ability to create a world both entertaining and disastrously realistic is nothing short of mind numbingly brilliant.
Joshua S Hill
The novel, A Game of Thrones, begins with an encounter with supernatural beings; this may give a false impression as to what will come. As the story begins to unfold, the theme moves strongly into the area of political intrigue and this forthcoming war that will happen as a result. The fantasy element, while always there plays only a minor role in the majority of the rest of the book.
A Game of Thrones in not your usual fare, it is hard-hitting and bad things do happen to the good people. Two families take centre stage in a battle for the Throne; the Starks and the Lannisters. The Stark family live in the cold hard North, Winterfell is the seat of their domain. We are, using chapters headlined with the family names, introduced to the Stark family. Once we have familiarised ourselves with the Stark’s, King Robert and his family visit them at Winterfell. King Robert is married to a Lannister, Queen Cersei. The King’s main reason for visiting is to offer Eddard Stark the honour of becoming his Hand (most trusted advisor). Eddard unhappily accepts and he must move to King’s Landing in the South.
Eddard Stark’s young son Bran is injured during the King’s visit, whilst this is originally thought to be an accident that occurred when he was climbing it becomes apparent that the Lannisters played a part in this tragedy.
In an interesting sub-plot Jon Snow, Eddard’s bastard son, joins the “Black” or the “Night’s Watch”, a company of men who’s role is to guard a huge wall of ice in the far North. He is accompanied there by Tyrion Lannister, a dwarf. Although they do not become friends they end up with a grudging respect for each other. Once Jon has pledged himself to the “Black” he must forsake friends, family, marriage and children and his whole life will be spent in the protection of Land.
With Eddard now in place as the King’s Hand, tensions rise between himself and the Lannisters. Then, suddenly one day, the King is killed hunting wild boar and Eddard and the Lannister are drawn into a battle for the throne.
Finally, at the end, the fantasy element once again returns and we are left looking forward to the second instalment.
This is a very good novel, full of twists and turns. It leaves you wanting more and move on to A Clash of Kings.
Floresiensis
"Colossal, staggering ... one of the greats" SFX
"Fantasy literature has never shied away from grandeur, but the sheer mind-boggling scope of this epic has sent other fantasy writers away shaking their heads ... It's ambition: to construct the Twelve Caesars of fantasy fiction, with characters so venemous they could eat the Borgais."Guardian


Thursday 28 July 2016


BOOK REVIEW

James and the Giant Peach



James and the Giant Peach is a much-loved children’s book written by the world-renowned Welsh author Roald Dahl. First published in the US in 1961 and the UK in 1967, the book’s rich imagery and amusing characters have made it a firm favourite of both children and parents for over 50 years.
When poor James Henry Trotter loses his parents in a horrible rhinoceros accident, he is forced to live with his two wicked aunts, Aunt Sponge and Aunt Spiker. After three years he becomes "the saddest and loneliest boy you could find". Then one day, a wizened old man in a dark-green suit gives James a bag of magic crystals that promise to reverse his misery forever. When James accidentally spills the crystals on his aunts' withered peach tree, he sets the adventure in motion. From the old tree a single peach grows, and grows, and grows some more, until finally James climbs inside the giant fruit and rolls away from his despicable aunts to a whole new life…
Roald Dahl wrote many excellent children’s books and James and the Giant Peach is up there amongst his very best. This brilliant and hugely popular story of James’s journey to New York alongside his insect friends is a joy for children to read and a delight for parents to read from. The book’s humour is always warm and the story is always engaging, providing a multitude of memorable moments.
When Dahl made up James and the Giant Peach as a bedtime story for his daughters Olivia and Tessa, little could he have know that half a century later millions of parents would have read exactly the same story to their own children. A book that fully deserves the accolade of children’s classic.

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Tuesday 26 July 2016

BOOK REVIEW


PLAYING IT MY WAY


PLAYING IT MY WAY 
By Sachin Tendulkar 
Hachette, India, 2014, pp. 486, Rs. 899.00

Most people tend to view autobiographies ambivalently partly because there is something narcissistic about them 
and partly because you do wonder, from time to time, if you are really interested in all the details of someone
 else’s life. Also, the best autobiographies are usually insensitive to the people who figure in them and the worst
 ones are a dead bore because they hold back so much. Problem is, it is only after purchasing them that a
 reader finds out.  The two autobiographies under review here fulfil the criteria, one each. Sachin Tendulkar has
 written a disappointingly flat account of his life. Naseeruddin Shah, on the other hand, has written a very racy account 
of his life. No holds are barred, although you do get the sense occasionally that he is trying his best not to go 
the whole nine yards. Tendulkar’s book is almost entirely about the matches he took part in. This is fine if you are a 
cricket buff. You want to know what actually happened, rather as you would if you were a war buff, when you would 
want to know all the details of battles.   However, Tendulkar has millions of followers who know nothing about the
 game. But they have passion and would expect some of that to show in the book. Instead, that’s the one thing that is
 missing from it. Also, his assessments are designed to avoid everything controversial. There is virtually no cricketing
 gossip in it. Since much of his life has been written about, one expected a different fare. But alas, Tendulkar has chosen
 to stick to the straight and narrow. On the whole, though, if you are going on a long trip, you are better off with
 Shah’s book than Tendulkar’s, which can be kept in the car to browse through tedious trips into town. It is great to dip
 into from time to time, but not such a riveting read that you would find it hard to put it down. That’s a pity because his 
batting was just that—utterly riveting.  The opening paragraph of a review of Tendulkar’s book by Harsha Bhogle, the 
highly voluble cricket commentator, justifies the blandness by saying, ‘The prerogative of telling a story belongs to the
 author and no one else and so you cannot complain about what ...