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From the Principal’s Desk
Confident, Competent and Compassionate Citizens Through Value Based Quality Education.
Lakshmi School, Madurai 625020 Ph: 0452-2429143
Email ID: lakshmischool @ tvslvs.com Website: www.lakshmischool.org
LAKSHMIDARPAN
S JawaharPrincipal
I N S I D E
Page1 : Editorial
Page 2 - 3 : Diary of Events
Page 4 - 13 : Articles
Page 13-15 : Budding Artists
Page 16 : Photo Page
November 2009 – March 2010 Issue 2
Dear Readers,
The academic year has come to a close. I thank all
the parents and well wishers for their cooperation.
We've had success and failures in our endeavours
this year. Our triumphs have given us more confidence
while we are trying to overcome our failures. This
vacation should give us time to think and plan ahead for
the coming year.
I wish everyone a happy vacation. Spend the time
constructively. Maintain good health. Let's build on
relationships by calling on relatives and friends. Visit
places for relaxation and knowledge.
We look forward for another bright academic
year with your support.
THE STORK BRINGS THE NEWS
Our hearty wishes to
Mrs.Seethalakshmifor being blessed with a
boy baby
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Diary of EventsDiary of EventsOCTOBER
th28 UKG students visited the Puliangulam Note book factory
st31 Open House for classes VI – XII was held
NOVEMBERnd rd2 & 3 Workshop on 'Thinking Curriculum' for Heads of School was organizedth4 Open House for Nursery was heldth9 Students of class I went on a field trip to a temple, a church and mosque in K.Pudur
th13 Children's Day was celebratedth
18 LVS Sports Meet for primary level was heldth th
19 & 20 Class IV went to CESCI for an outward bound camp in batchesst
21 Science Exhibition was organized by students of classes V – XII Heritage Club students made a presentation in TVSMHSS and bagged the overall championship
rd23 Classes VI – VIII attended a seminar on Energy Conservationth
26 Quiz on Math was conducted for students in different levelsth
27 Inter House quiz contest was conducted for the seniors
A non-routine Math test was conducted for classes VI and aboveth
30 Class IV went on a field trip to Vilacheri
DECEMBERnd2 I Revision Exams started for class X and XIIrd3 Class III went on a field trip to a farm house
Inter House Quiz was conducted for classes IV – VIth5 Annual Day was celebrated at Lakshmi Sundaram Hall
th10 Classes XI and XII visited Vadamalayan hospitalth14 Unit Tests started for classes VI and aboveth19 Nursery Sports Day and Variety Show was organizednd22 Our team of teachers emerged winners and runners in the LVS staff Volley
Ball and Throw Ball events respectively rd23 Math Day and Christmas were celebrated in separate functions
School closed for Christmas and New Year
JANUARYth
4 School reopened th
6 A vegetable market was organized by classes LKG, UKG and Ith
7 The Academic Committee met and discussed issues related to schoolth
8 Pongal was celebratedth9 Classes I – IX and XI along with teachers went for LVS rehearsal at TVSMHSS
Math teachers attended a seminar on Vedic Mathsth18 II revision exams for classes X and XII startedth20 UKG students went to Thiruvathavur on a field tripnd22 LKG students went to Thiruvathavur on a field trip
rd23 'Meet the child' programme was held for LKG admission
Heads of schools who are part of CISCE, Tamilnadu region met
Math teachers attended a session on 'Vedic Maths'th25 Unit Tests IV started for classes IX and XI th26 Republic Day was celebrated
Cross Country race was presided by Dr.Meena Priyadharshinith27 III Revision exams started for classes X and XII th28 PAT exams started for IV and Vth30 Open House for students of classes X and XII was conducted
FEBRUARYth
5 Class VIII visited the Agricultural Expo at Gandhi Museum
Inter House Declamation was organized
A team of students with the Music teacher attended a workshop on music at Lakshmi Sundaram Hall.
th6 Class IV students went to Sivagangai and Kalaiar Koil on a field trip
th th10 & 11 Teachers attended a session conducted by the Director on time management
th15 Science practical Board exams started for class XII
II Terminal exams began for classes IX and XIth
19 LKG children went on a field trip to a church and a toy shopth
20 Talents Day was organized
Students participated in the zonal level of Spell Bee contestnd
22 Unit Test IV began for classes VI – VIIIth
27 LVS staff get-together was organized in Lakshmi Sundaram Hall
MARCHrd3 Board exams began for classes X and XIIth
6 Variety Show for classes I and II was organized at Lakshmi Sundaram Hallth
15 UKG went to Sholavandan by train on a field trip nd
22 II Terminal exams began for classes VI and above
3
The following are the suppliers for the academic year 2010-11
Dates for Stalls: Reopening dates are as follows
Sl.No. Description Supplier's Name Phone No. Address
Uniform
Sports Wear
MonthApril
May
th th5 - 10 3-6-10th st26 - 31 7-6-10
14-6-10
10 a.m. - 4 p.m. I - XII (except XI)
10 a.m. - 4 p.m. LKG
UKG
Dates DateTimings Classes
Foot Wear(LKG-III)
Foot Wear(IV - XII)Text Books
Note Books
1
2
3
4
5
6
T.M.'s Textile
T.M.'s Textile
SugapriyaFootwear
Fort Pharama
Selvi Book Shop
Azeez Stores
2333692, 4374606
2333692, 4374606
9842199237
9840548982
9843057435
9443832635
280/126 A, South Masi St., Madurai -1
280/126 A, South Masi St., Madurai -1
207/113, Nethaji Road, Madurai -1
New#1, Old #9, IV Main Road,Kamaraj Nagar, Thiruvanmiyur, Chennai - 14
92, Nethaji Road, Madurai -1
3/1, Ezhukadal Agraharam, Madurai -1
4
A few men passed through a field, one after the otherA farmer, who saw only the green grass for his cowsA soldier, who felt, it was a place worth defendingAn astronomer, for whom it was a good place to observe the
stars and the skyA butcher, whose mind was already busy calculating the weight
of the cowsAn idle man, who felt he could wonderfully pass the hours of the dayAn artist, who drew the colourful scene of the field in his mindEach person saw it his own way; saw it from his point of viewYet each one looked at the same field!
AMRITA.J, XI
Whenever I see any thing on the floor the
only thought in my mind is to kick it into a target.
Yes, “Foot ball” is the best game ever. It moulded
me into a new person!...
Rules and regulations apart, this
awesome game has no age discrimination. The
game cannot be played without a team which
has the spirit, unity and strength in its. Cristiana
Ronaldo a well known football player says
“Determination is more important than strength
in the game”. The words are very important to
the passionate players.
From the emotional aspect this game
gives us lot of zest and fun. The game builds up
stamina, confidence and improves the functions
of the body. A person never feels tired if he
enjoys this fun filled game.
According to estimations, football is the
game with most number of fans. It is also a game
for women. In a passionate footballer, a person
can see tears running down from his eyes if he
loses the game or the overwhelming joy shown
by him when the same game is won.
There is not much, when the same
person yells “GOAL!!” he feels on top of the
world…..
So do I!! Don't you??...
VIGNESH.M, XI
HIS OWN WAY
THE BEST GAME EVER
When you were small,She fed you, taught you how to walkYou thanked her by running away from herWhen she called
When you were sevenShe took you to piano lessonsYou thanked her by not practisingEven for the final session
When you were fifteenShe took you to a movie showYou were with your friends Making her sit in another row
When you were twentyShe suggested a haircutYou thanked her by tellingShe had a bad taste
When you were fortyShe was illYou thought she wasA burden for you
If she is now aroundLove her with all your heartLike how she doesFor her love can never depart
P.M.LEELA SREENITHI, VIII D
MOTHERHOOD
5
In spite of the fact that no village
in India is without an elementary school, the
students who come out of these schools are not
in a position to compete with English medium
school students or with others who had their
education in private schools in towns and cities.
When the elementary school which is the very
foundation of one's education itself is very weak
there can be no concrete superstructure.
The buildings that house elementary
schools in many villages have thatch. Therefore
during monsoon, classes cannot be conducted.
The children have literally to wade through the
fields to reach the schools. Consequently,
holidays are declared on those days during
heavy downpour. More over the buildings are
not safe. It is imperative to construct strong
buildings with all facilities, especially
blackboards and furniture and separate toilets
for boys and girls. It is well known that in rural
elementary schools the quality of teachers is not
high and their number falls far short of the
requirements. A teacher has to look after three
or four classes at a time! Hence it is impossible to
pay individual attention to growing children
(which is necessary at the elementary level)
The play ground facilities must receive
special attention. Well in rural India space is no
problem but the facilities and sports equipments
are not available. Sports have become an
instrument of national pride in international
level. Hence, the students at elementary stage
must be given training in various disciplines of
sports.
Today's children are tomorrow's youth.
The youth's contribution is important in
developing our country social ly and
economically. The government must make an
introspection to improve the quality of
elementary education in the rural areas. We as
citizens of India can contribute something to
improve the standard of living of these students.
This will surely help in making our country a
developed country.
NIRMAL GOWTHAM.R.J, XI
ELEMENTARY SCHOOLS IN INDIA
Each year rows and rows of women sashay across stages flashing dazzling smiles through lip gloss. Beauty Pageants have now become very common. They are conducted everywhere from the smallest town to the international level. These are supposed to build confidence in the participants but they end up judging their physical beauty. Translucent skin, high cheekbones and silky hair don't define beauty. Everyone is beautiful in their own way. Women get so carried away by these contests. I consider beauty pageants to be a waste of time for beauty is in the eyes of the beholder so who's to judge – certainly not a pageant committee! True beauty lies not in outward appearances but in the compassion of heart.
AARTHY, VIII A
BEAUTY CONTESTS
We were excited because during the games period our class teachers announced that we are going for a bullock cart ride around our school campus.
During the break we had a great discussion among friends about the ride. Immediately after the break our teachers took us to the cart after giving instructions.
I was in the II batch of our class. We were waiting eagerly for our chance. At last it was time for us. The cart was pulled by two white bullocks and an old man drove it. Nearly twenty of my friends along with our teacher went for a jolly ride in the cart. It was really an exciting moment that I experienced in my life.
VARSHA VELMURUGAN, III-C
BULLOCK CART RIDE
6
Where is my planet earth,Where I have taken birth,Is the earth in the sea,Or in a hive of a bee?
Some say it revolves around the sun,I think it eats a bun,Because it grows in size day by day,And I feel it when I watch the bay.
I searched it in many books,And once asked a cook,Who told it was in the clean old hook!
I then asked my mother,She told me to ask my father,He told me to find it in the system (computer)At last I found that it was in the solar system
KARNA ALAGARSAMY.P.A.B, VII E
WHERE IS MY PLANET EARTH
This life… is it really beautiful?
Many times, I'd wondered how reasonable it is to say such statements as “Life is beautiful…”
What is the beauty of life? – is the big question:
Is it in seeing beautiful flowers blooming with radiant colours,
which makes you appreciate the creativity of god…?
Or in seeing patients with very dreadful diseases in hospitals,
making you wonder why a merciful god should allow such things in the first instance?
Is it in receiving gifts like air, water and sunshine without having to pay…?
Or in meeting people like your very selves who have to pay for the same oxygen that you
receive free?
Is it in seeing your neighbour wishing you every morning…?
Or in returning in the evening only to hear that the same neighbour is dead?
...hmm….this is life!
Life is beautiful for some but not for some others
Life is beautiful at times but may not be always
Let's go ahead with confidence in ourselves and in God – life will always be beautiful!
KARTHIKEYAN.S, IX C
THIS LIFE….IS IT REALLY BEAUTIFUL?
I was amazed whenMy little brother was bornWith tiny hands and legsAnd shiny grey eyes
He sleeps in the cradleI sing lullaby to himHe smiles at meOn hearing my voice
He is a gift from GodTo get rid of my lonelinessAnd I love him very muchMore than anything else in this world
S.PRASIDHA, II D
MY LITTLE BROTHER
7
I am a Tennis racquet; I really don't
know when I was born. I was first played by th th
French monks in the 11 or 12 century. At first
I was made of flesh. As the players felt th
uncomfortable to hold me, in the 14 century I
came to be known as racquet, made with
strings made of gut bound in a wooden frame.
The Italians bear the credit for this invention.
Now many companies like Babolat, Head,
Prince, Volkl etc. produce me. But I am happy
to be a Wilson racquet which Roger Federer
the world's No. 1 Tennis player uses. Now I am
made of aluminium, carbon fibre and metals
such as titanium alloys or ceramics.
I was sold in a sports shop in Madurai
and I was happy when Sabari bought me. He
keeps me safely and cleans me after every
game. I have to be gutted once in 3 or 4
months as he is a powerful player. I am very
excited when Sabari serves. I am enthusiastic
when he gives an overhead. I eagerly meet
the ball when he slices and get tensed when
he lobs; praying that the ball should not go
out. I try my best to cooperate with him.
I wish and pray that he wins all the
matches that he plays. Whenever he wins he
kisses me and holds me on top and shows me
to the audience. I am proud to be with him.
Though there are many games like squash,
badminton etc. that also use racquets, I am
happy to be a tennis racquet because it's a 'rich
man's game' and a 'gentle man's game'.
S.SABARINATH, V E
AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A TENNIS RACQUET
Easy is to get a place in someone's address book
Difficult to get a place in someone's heart
Easy is to talk without thinking
Difficult to refrain from talking
Easy is to set rules
Difficult to follow them
Easy is to show victory
Difficult to assume defeat with dignity
Easy is to admire a full moon
Difficult to see the other side
Easy is to say we love
Difficult to show it everyday
Easy is to keep the friendship with words
Difficult to keep up with deeds
IVAN SAM SANTOSHAM, VI A
Easy…….. Difficult
BEAUTIFUL BIRDS
Birds are so sweet,
We cheer when they tweet,
They are huge, small or tiny,
With feathers bright and shiny,
Sparrows, mynahs and bulbuls,
Peacocks, eagles and pigeons,
But alas! We kill them for no reason,
And one or the other becomes
extinct every season!
RAM MOHAN.J.S, III B
8
God gave a party,To the stars and the sun,It was a grand party indeed,And everyone was having fun.
The clouds were the carpets,The full moon - a large plate,The dark blue sky – the floor,To watch from the earth was great.
The stars were there,But where was the sun?Is he ill?Or is he playing with his grandson?
The wind god passed that way,The carpets flew away,There was lightning and thunder - an orchestra,The stars were dancing gay.
The sun was there,He was brighter and hotter,“I'm sorry” he said,“I had a meeting with the sunflower”
He took the plate,He dropped it down,He was embarrassed,And his face was a frown.
A star took a broken wand,He wished to impress the god,He cast a spell on the plate,The plate became small as a pea pod
Then god cast his spell on the plate,It grew and shrank again,It does so even nowAnd then,
The stars and the moonWere not visible due to the sun's light,Yes it was morning,After a joyful night..
LEELA SREENITHI.P.M, DHARANI M,THILAGAVATHY K, SHRISHTTI S,
VIII D
PARTY IN THE SKY
I was at the shore of Pattaya city, Bangkok with some of my friends and teachers. We got into the speed boat after wearing the life jacket. We reached the spot where we stood in a queue. After ten minutes of standing my chance came for paragliding. An eighteen year old girl came and fitted me with a parachute. They instructed me to run and jump as high as I could. I did as they told and soon I was in mid air. Then I saw that the parachute was tied to a boat. As I felt uncomfortable, I tried to adjust myself by pulling the parachute. Accidently I pulled hard and the parachute collapsed. It fell into the water… I mean the ocean!!!
Soon I was on the boat and I prepared for another ride…
SREE VENGAT.R, IX C
MY EXPERIENCE DURING PARAGLIDING
I was just passing my time in the meadow,While I heard a pattern of sound,Suddenly there was a bounce,But nothing was to be found.
I then heard the rustle of the leaves,I felt the plants rubbing down my sleeves,Were there any thieves?No, they were just leaves.
The climbers were soft and tender,Climbing the trees they were slender,Was climbing tree a blunder?I thought, there came a thunder.
Small, tiny droplets started to fall,On the leaflets,And what should I sayI would never forget this day.
ABIRAMI.M, VIII-E
NATURE
I live out of Madurai, in a village in a
larger house than the others in a narrow, busy
street. It was Monday when I heard that there
was a burglary in an old woman's house. Then
on Tuesday, my mother and father decided to
go on a trip to Thirupathi. And then they said
good bye and left me alone in the house on
Wednesday. I was alone in the house studying
for PAT in my study room. It was quarter to ten
in the night.
And that is when I heard screaming
sounds like, “Save me! Help! Help!”. I got
terrified as soon as I heard the shout. I peeped
out of the window to see what was happening.
Then I realized that the shout came from my
neighbour's house. The villagers were alarmed
and ran towards the house with sticks in their
hands, blocking the only entrance to the house.
The burglar ran out of the house with his gun
pointing at the child's head. He ordered
everyone to drop the sticks and move away,
threatening to kill the child. I picked a stone and
threw it on him. It distracted him which gave a
chance for the crowd to spring on him and beat
him up. He was overpowered. The police
arrived and handcuffed the burglar. The
crowd appreciated me for my act. On Friday
when my parents came, they were thrilled to
hear the story and were proud of me.
S.KARAEN, V B
Nature, how often you are compared to a
mother,
So kind and caring, but we don't bother!
Your kiss a breeze; your caress a gentle wind
So tender and loving; the nature of a mother
Like children we harass you,
And take countless liberties with you,
You bear it so patiently
The nature of a mother, so true!
We tear you apart and blow up mountains,
We disfigure your gentle plains,
We cut down your lovely tre(ss)es
And even cause artificial rains!
Then when you can bear it no longer
You let out a roar and show your anger -
Mountains spew lava, hot with danger
The ground splits apart and frightens us further
You shed your tears in torrents
And cause upheaval of ocean currents,
Your children are filled with dread
Cyclones and Tsunamis leave many dead.
Then your foolish children pacify you
Conduct prayers and meetings just for you.
Countries meet on climate change
Only to accuse each other of the insult to you.
You sit through all this patiently
Bemused and indulging like a dear mother
Knowing well nothing can change your fate
Meeting the black – hole is merely another date!
PADMINI, VII E
The love of my parentsI got when I was bornThe love of my teacherWhen I went to schoolI got love from other studentsWhen I made friends. Love is one thing, that we get from everyone.
NITHYA SHREE,.G II-B
LOVE
MOTHER NATURE BURGLARY ...
One little tomatoRed and roundThe sun came up andThe rain came downThe tomato grew fat and roundAnd then it dropped down to the ground.
RAENI RASHMIKA.R, II-C
RED JUICY TOMATOES
9
A simple friend joins you in your pranks;
But a real friend corrects you when you are wrong
A simple friend agrees to your decisions reluctantly;
But a real friend does it whole heartedly
A simple friend lets you down when you are in trouble;
But a real friend stays and tries to solve it.
A simple friend argues when you speak against her;
But a real friend with patience listens to your reasons
A simple friend leaves you to stumble
But a real friend holds you when you fall
A simple friend can never understand your sorrow
But a real friend knows it even before you say
A simple friend leaves you behind when there is an argument
But a real friend says “friendship includes argument”
HARINY.V, V-C
The wind that blowsThe river that flowsThe plant that growsThe worm that glowsThe birds that fly In the blue blue skyThe sea so calmThe green green farmThe animals so familiarThe insects so peculiarThe wet wet rainsThe triangular mountainsThe valley like a “V”The old old treeI dearly love nature's mystery
AR.HAMSA VARSHINI, VII E
SIMPLE VS REAL NATURE – A MYSTERY
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S. SUBHIKSHA, VI B
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SURYANS, IX C
Ho$ab H$m _oam AZw^d
10
I am a tree, take care of meFor Oxygen to all I giveIf on earth you wish to surviveTo breathe and stay alive.
Green leaves do my branches bear,My fragrant flowers scent the airMy boughs are laden with fruit to shareDon't chop me down- my life you must spare.
So many things are made from me,Those are used in the surroundings you seeWood, paper, scents, medicines and rubber too,Are just a few of the things that I give you!
SHARADHA.N, III-C
TREE
11
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B. ISWARYA, VI E
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SUSHMEET, VI A
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A.R. AADHYYANTH, VI A
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AJAY, IX A
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A MAJESTIC FLIGHT!
MAYUR JAIN, II A
MY PLACE OF PEACE
KEERTHANA R, III D
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A GREAT WASH
G.SAVITHA PRIYA, VII D
LORD GANESH
SANTOSH HARIHARAN, V BAN EXCITING RACE
HIRITHICK, IV B
SPARE THE TREES
V.T.HARINI VENDANA, II B
A SLUICING WEALTH OF WATER
THENMOZHI, IV B
LIKE A BALLOON … MY RUNAWAY MOON
PL. SRIRAM ANDIAPPAN, II B
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NATURE AT A GLANCE
K.JEYA CHANDRU, II C
POOH, COLLECTING FRUITS
G.SRIVATHS KARTHIC, III D
MY TALL FRIEND
SHARAN, III B
GOOD BYE VILLAGERS!
V.ARUN, III C
CUTE MY PET IS!
R.RAJANANDINI, III C
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