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IMPORTANCE
OF GOOD
MANNERS
IN LIFE
Good manners are defined as courteous behaviour of a person.
A person having good manners is polite and socially acceptable. He
possesses a behaviour that is liked by all and which shows respect
towards all classes of society. Everyone in a society is distinguished by
the manners he or she possesses, everything else namely smartness,
intelligence and appearance is considered secondary. Good manners
are a way to interact with people. It is more of an art, the better
you become you get to discover more and more perks of learning it.
Some common and known advantages of good manners are:
••
A person with good manners is loved by all.
••
He or she becomes more desirable .
••
As you have treated everyone with respect you also easily get
favors from everyone in the hour of need.
Even if you are in a situation wherein you have to interact with
new people it won’t be difficult task for you. A person with good
manners can easily draw everyone’s attention.
Nowadays, with proper learning and practice everyone can learn to
behave decently, one can so easily pretend to be well mannered but
the real test of being genuine comes during trying times. It is normal
to lose your mind at times in such situation but even in these times if
you prove to be kind and respectful only then you can be considered
legitimate mannered. Who in the World doesn’t want to be treated
nicely ? But before asking for it we shall give. It’s the only reasonable
way we can expect for a good treatment for others.

ছড়া
হস্তী হয়েই শাবস্
প্রাণ হরারিয়ে নিস্তব্ধ
শরািরা যাচ্ছে তরাি চিৎকরাি
মনুষ্যযবের ওপর বুক ফরাটিয়ে
পিল টি দিযছে ধিক্কার
হে অপিরািী তু মি দিলে কেন খেতে
ফল শতরা ছিলিরা শবরাম
শিশুটি আমরাি জীবন দেখেনি
দেখে নিল সে যম।
আমরাি তবে ছিল প্য়েরাজন
করবে যে ক্রয়-বিক্রয়
বরাচ্চা হরারতি উল্লাস টি
ভেযগে করে দিযলরা ভয়।
মুক হরাও়েরাটরা আজ মনে হয়
আমরাি মৃতু ্যি করািণ
মরাি-হুস যে শতরামরাি ছিল
সেটরাযতরা চেবরা়ে নি বরািি।
আমরাি পরায কেউ িরাঁ ড়াবে িরা
আমরাি যে শেরাযলিরা মুখ
অভিযযরাগ করে লরাে বরা কি
মরািুষযতরা ভু গছে তরাি সুখ।
ঠিক আছে আমি নিলরাম রবিরা়ে
মরা, শিশু দুইজন
মরািুষ শতরামরা়ে পিরামর্শ দিলরাম
শতরামরাি মনুষ্যযবের প্য়েরাজন।
িক্ররান্ত করে মেরে ফেলল
বন্ধ আমরাি নিঃশ্বাস
ধিক্কার জরািরাই হে মরািুষ
শতরামরাযক
ভেযগে ফেললে আমরাি বিশ্বাস।
কবি - সুপর্াধর
ক্াস - সিক্স সেকশন- এ

KONETS
By Abhilash Saha, Class XII
[The following is a fictionalized account of the Chernobyl Nuclear
Disaster that occurred on 26th April 1986 in Pripyat, in the Ukrainian
Soviet Socialist Republic. Based on the book “Voices from Chernobyl:
The Oral History of a Nuclear Disaster” by Belarusian Nobel Laureate
Svetlana Alexievich. The title is a phonetic allusion to the Russian word
for “The End.”]
When VasilyIgnatenko woke up suddenly at three o’clock in the
morning, he couldn’t fathom at once what had disturbed his sleep.
Groping f or his glasses, he sat up on his bed and tried to clear his
head. Then it dawned on him: the telephone was ringing.
The telephone was a new item that Vasily had bought recently, and
he was not yet accustomed to its shrill mechanical hoot that signalled
somebody was trying to communicate with you. Especially in the
middle of the night, he thought. Clumsily, he walked towards it and
picked up the receiver.
“Hello?” he answered the phone, rather disdainfully.
“Am I speaking to Mr VasilyIgnatenko?” a man’s voice said.
“Yes, you are,” replied Vasily tartly.
“I’m speaking from the Pripyat Fire Department. We have a situation
at Chernobyl.”
These words made Vasily’s blood boil, and he was at last fully
awake. He knew that a job as a firefighter was more than just means
of livelihood– it was a social responsibility. But working outside his
shift, that was surely a bit of an overkill.

“Um, I work in the day shift,” he said, trying to keep his voice as
cool as possible, “surely you must know that.”
“I do,” replied the man impatiently, “but like I said, there’s been
an emergency. Things are–uh, worse than usual. We’re involving
everyone we can get in touch with. Please be there as soon as you
can.”
“What happened?” Vasily asked, his anger at being woken up now
mingled with the tiniest drop of concern.
“Look, I can’t talk right now. I have to call the others. Why don’t
you take a look outside your window?” With these words, the person
on the other side of the line hung up. But Vasily couldn’t care less, for
he was looking outside his bedroom window, his mouth agape.
The Vladimir I. Lenin Nuclear Power
Station, or Chernobyl Nuclear Station as
people commonly called it, had always
been a major spectacle to anyone new
to the city of Pripyat, but people like
Vasily who saw the building daily
from their bedroom window had
simply grown used to the grandeur
of the construction and the pitch black
night sky above it. Unshakable. Almost
typically Soviet.
But tonight, it was no longer pitch-black. There was definitely an
orange glow visible above the roof of the power station and Vasily
could imagine the familiar heat that only a burning building could
emanate. It always made him sick to his stomach.
Within five minutes he got fully dressed in his uniform and locked
his apartment and grabbed his bicycle. As he cycled through the city
at night, he tried to suppress a thought that had occurred to him the
moment he’d received that phone call. He knew he shouldn’t have
such thoughts at this moment, but working over-time, especially
at night, nearly always guaranteed a bonus, which meant that he
could possibly go visit his village over the weekend. He smiled at the
prospect of seeing his wife and kids, his warm home at Kopachi, and

immediately felt guilty. Here he was, thinking of getting a bonus, of
seeing his family, when many scientists at Chernobyl were probably
going to lose their jobs tonight. And their lives too, he thought grimly.
Presently he’d reached the site of the fire and spotted Mikhail
amongst the crowd of firemen. Mikhail Varshavski was a fellow
firefighter in the Force who Vasily was friends with. Mikhail waved
to him, and he parked his cycle next to fire-truck and ran towards
him.
“Pretty awful, isn’t it?” said Mikhail, as he put on his protective mask.
That was an understatement, thought Vasily. If the sky had seemed
orange from his apartment, here it was a flaming shade of red. The
fire was unlike any other that Vasily had ever encountered and even
from a distance of 300 metres, Vasily could feel himself sweating.
As he grabbed the water-hose and moved forward cautiously, Vasily
felt a sudden uneasiness in his body. Lack of sleep, without doubt.
But he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off about this
one. He was just about to unscrew the hose and start shooting the jet
of water, when it happened.
It felt as though every inch of his skin had started to burn. He was
dead, for nowhere on God’s green earth could there be so much pain;
he was surely in hell. He let out a stifled groan and noticed that his
hand was bleeding. His arms and legs were covered in painful blisters
and he sat down on the ground, confused. Glancing at Mikhail, he
saw that he had taken off his mask.
“What the hell are you doing?” Vasily managed to say through his
own, his face fully covered in blood now, from wounds he never
encountered. Mikhail raised a shaking finger for silence and vomited
blood. The water-hose lay on the ground, forgotten, as the two
firefighters struggled to breathe.
From the corner of his eyes, Vasily saw the twinkling lights in the
distance. Perhaps from the fire, he thought groggily, but it didn’t
matter to him anymore. Before everything went black, Vasily had a
single thought: he knew that he would never see his family again.

TOP 15 FACTS
OF HUMAN
BODY
01. There are more than 350 joints in
our body.
02. The smallest bone is inside our ear:
Stapes.
03. The thigh bones are the strongest
bones in a human body.
04. The lungs are the only part which
float on water.
05. Eyelashes last till 150 days.
06. Brain uses 10 times more energy
than other body parts .
07. The brain uses 20 per cent, of the
body total energy supply.
08. The eye grows less than any other
body parts.
09. Our brain stops growing when you are
about 15 years old.
10. An adult human stomach can hold 1.5 litres of food.
11. A human heart beats more than 1,00,000 times in a day, i.e.
over 35 million times/ year.
12. About 50 to 70 billion cells in the human body die everyday.
13. The largest muscle in the body is the one you are sitting on!
(Gluteus maximus)
14. Food takes upto 6 hours to get digested in the stomach.
15. Sneeze blow air out of the nose at speeds of up to 100 miles
per hour!
16. Each of your fingertips has more than 10,000 microscopic
sensors.
17. It takes a drop of blood one minute to travel around the
entire systemic circulation.
18. Nerve signals pass along the nerves at speeds of up to 400
feet per second.
Arpan Chakraborty (Class V)
Souptikk Mondal (Class IX)
(Information source: Internet)

THE FUNNY
ONION
Once upon a time, there lived an
Onion. He was very sad. Nobody came
near him. He had no friends. Whoever
came near him became sad. Everybody
who came to meet him ended up with
tears in their eyes. One day, while the
onion was sitting alone, Mr. Pineapple
came to him and said,” why are you so sad? “The
Onion
said,” I have no friends. I can’t make anyone happy”. Mr. Pineapple
then suggested the Onion to do a funny show and invite everyone in
this show. The Onion did according to the advice of Mr. Pineapple.
All the vegetables came to this funny show. The Onion performed
many funny tricks and made his friends laugh loud. In this way, he
was able to make his friends happy. Thereafter, he was called as the
“FUNNY ONION” by his friends.
Adr i j a Kon ar
Class: II

RHYTHM
One, Two, Three,
Now, I am totally free.
No hurry early to rise,
Life is now mixed with spice.
Four Five, Six,
I never love remix.
With my heart I sing a song,
Sometimes right, sometimes
may be wrong.
Seven, Eight, Nine,
I spend my day’s fine.
Gradually dance, song, study
and pet,
Look! I am happy with all this
set.
Ten, Eleven, Twelve,
I love to hear the tale of Elves.
What a lovely moment for me,
A great pleasure to feel at sea!
Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen,
I don’t take any green.
Please only give me ice-cream,
It makes me feel world of
dream.
Sixteen, Seventeen, Eighteen,
Once I dreamt a dream.
As if I am in the Assembly,
The school is open, I feel lively.
Nineteen, Twenty,
My bed is my county.
I am princess now, Papa is King,
O! RHYTHM of Life, please
just sing.
Ayona Sarkar
Class - 2, Sec - B