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THE VOICE OF AN APE
 6 B           I wonder if the air will ever feel pure again.
                   I am the keeper of ancient forests.
            I hear the crack of trees falling like thunder tearing
                           through the sky.
        I see my kind vanish, our footprints fading like whispers in
                              the wind.
           I want to hold the world in balance, as we once did.
          I am the keeper of ancient forests, and my heart beats
                      with the pulse of the earth.
         I pretend I do not know their intentions, though they are
               as clear as the storm gathering underneath.
         I feel the weight of their progress pressing against my chest.
              I touch the bark of trees that no longer exist.
          I worry that their hunger will devour even the stars and
          the sky, leaving only a void where once there was light.
        I cry for rivers choked by greed, their once-pristine waters.
         I am the keeper of ancient forests, demanding humans to stop.
          I understand they think they are important, but they're
                         like ships lost in a fog.
         I say their brilliance doesn't compare to their destruction.  I & S Activity - A hands on seed planting experience.
          I dream of a day when they will see the world like me,   MA FAMILLE ET MOI
                  through eyes as ancient as the stars.
         I try to protect what remains, though my strength grows   Il ya cinq membres dans ma famille: ma mère, mon
                           lesser and lesser.                    père, mon grand-père, ma sœur et moi. Ma mère a
         I hope they will remember that they, too, were once wild   les yeux marron, les cheveux noirs et courts. Elle est
                             as the wind.                        gentille. Mon père a les yeux marron et les cheveux
         I am the keeper of ancient forests, just a whisper against   longs.  Il  est  serviable.  Mon  grand-père  a  les  yeux
                             their march.                        bleus  et  les  cheveux  blancs.  Ma  sœur  a  les  yeux
                         Aarit Gopalkrishnan                     marron  et  les  cheveux  bruns,  bouclés.  Elle  est
                                                                 marrante.  Moi,  j'ai  les  yeux  marron  et  les  cheveux
 THE BRIDGE OF KINDNESS                                          noirs, mi-longs et raides. Je m'entends bien avec ma
                                                                 famille.
        अंतरा  ीय
 In  the  small  mountain  village  of  Eldermere,  there        Divina Vasa
 was a bridge that connected the two sides of the   मातृभाषा
 town. It was old, with wooden planks worn smooth
 by years of footsteps. But more than just a crossing,   �दवस
 the  bridge  had  a  special  rule—no  one  could  walk   �व�ा�थ�य� न  े
 across it empty-handed.
        इस उ�व म  �
 Long  ago,  an  elder  named  Mira  had  started  a   बढ़-चढ़कर भाग �लया और अपनी मातभाषा म आवभगत, क�वताए, लख
                                                        ँ
                                                          े
                                    ृ
                                          �
 tradition.  “If  you  cross  the  bridge,”  she  had  said,
                ु
 “bring something to help another.” At first, people   और गीत सनाया।
 found it strange. But soon, it became a way of life.
 Farmers  crossing  the  bridge  would  carry  fresh
 fruit  to  the  school  children  on  the  other  side.  A
 tailor would bring warm clothes to the elderly. A
 young  girl  named  Lila,  who  had  little  to  give,                  AIR RESISTANCE WITH SPINNERS
 carried a small notebook and wrote kind notes to
 leave for strangers.
 One  day,  a  traveler  arrived  in  Eldermere.  He  was
 weary  and  had  nothing  but  a  torn  coat.  As  he
 reached  the  bridge,  he  hesitated.  Seeing  this,  a
 little boy ran up and handed him a loaf of bread.
 “You can cross now,” he said with a grin.
 The traveler was astonished. As he walked, others   DESIGN - DIGITAL CITIZENSHIP THROUGH ANIMATION
 greeted  him  with  smiles,  some  offering  a  scarf,         DESIGN - ORTHOGRAPHIC &
 others  a  kind  word.  By  the  time  he  reached  the   This  comic  strip  teaches  kids  how  to  be  good  digital
 other side, his hands were full—not just with gifts,   citizens  by  showing  them  how  to  behave  online.  It  uses   ISOMETRIC PROJECTIONS
 but with a feeling he hadn't known in years.  fun  cartoon  characters  to  explain  important  lessons  like
        being  kind  to  others,  thinking  before  you  post,  keeping   Students  explored  the  importance  of  isometric  and
 Eldermere's bridge was not made of stone or wood   personal  information  private,  and  spreading  positivity.  The   orthographic  views  in  Design  and  engineering  by
 alone.  It  was  built  on  compassion,  kindness,  and   message is that what we do online matters, just like in real   analyzing  real-world  objects  and  creating  their  own
        life.  By  making  these  lessons  easy  to  understand,  the
 the  belief  that  no  one  should  walk  through  life   comic helps kids learn how to stay safe, be respectful, and   technical drawings. Through hands-on activities, they
 empty-handed.  make the internet a better place for everyone.   practiced  sketching  and  interpreting  these  views  to
 Aarya Agrawal  Inaaya Bhanji                                   understand  how  they  convey  accurate  dimensions
 Advay Dhoot                                                    and perspectives in product design.

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