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A SECOND CHANCE                                      LA LUCHA EN LA ESCUELA

        The roads of Harlem are quiet, it’s late at night,   Me duele ver la presión mental en los alumnos,
        And a large woman, walks up the street,              Me duele ver la cantidad de tareas,
        A frail, thin boy creeps up, he could, he might,     Me duele estar estresada,
        Then the woman starts to hear the sound of feet.     Me duele de manera emocional.
                                                             El síndrome de desgaste y tristeza
        He runs past her, as quick as a flash,
        And reaches for her purse, but misses the bag,       llena mi corazón y mi vida.
        He trips and falls, right into the trash,            La presión académica,
        Oh no! What now? What will she do to me, the old     las noches tardías,
        hag!?                                                y la cantidad de vasos de café…
                                                             Todo me duele.
        The woman, Mrs. Luella Jones, kicks him and shouts,  Yo intento lo mejor,
 Individuals & Societies Activity - Getting to the core with Clay & a Seismometer!  She stares at the twig, then says a few words,  un paso más cerca de aprobar los exámenes,
        Being marched to the cops, the boy starts to pout,   A través de luchas y estrés,
        He wishes to be free, as free as birds.              yo encuentro mi camino
 THE BROKEN BAT  Feeling sorry, sits in jail the so-called brat,  y espero un día mejor y más brillante.
        And then the woman starts to wonder,                 Ria Subramanian
 The  honking  of  the  car  was  still  fresh  in  his  mind  as  Efram   Whether he really deserved that.
 walked home. He looked down at the broken bat and sighed.
        It’s 2 AM, and the boy wakes in his cell,
 This was the only set that he had. It had meant a lot to him. It   He cannot believe it, it’s like he’s in hell,  LA COMPASSION EN INDE : UNE
 was a good quality set too; he could still remember the frantic   Suddenly the door opens, and he sees the lady,  TRADITION DE GÉNÉROSITÉ
 rush he had gone through just to buy the set.  He looks at her, thinking this is all too shady.
 He  sighed.  He  had  already  approached  the  hut,  with  its  poor   I’ve come to take you home, she solemnly states,  Les  Indiens  sont  très  compatissants  et  aiment  aider  les
 quality brick, sloped roof, and thatched walls.  The boy is in shock, he cannot move.  autres.  Premièrement,  dans  la  culture  indienne,  être
                                                             gentil et généreux est très important. Dans le passé, les
 He  knocked  on  the  door.  There  were  sounds  of  cooking  and   But at the same time, he can’t wait.  villages  étaient  comme  une  grande  famille  où  tout  le
 cleaning. As well as the sound of the TV. That was probably his   Five years pass, five years of happiness and glee,  monde s'entraidait. Aujourd'hui, selon moi, cette tradition
 father.  The boy gains a home, a school, a chance to be free,  continue  avec  des  repas  gratuits  dans  les  temples  et
 The door was opened, by a woman in a sari, with a tired face.  All thanks to one compassionate, forgiving creature,  l'hospitalité  dans  les  maisons.  Comparé  à  d'autres  pays,
        Who went from being a stranger to a second mother.   l'Inde est connue pour son accueil chaleureux. À l'avenir,
 Her  face  lit  up,  and  she  asked,  “Efram!  How  are  you  doing,   si  les  gens  restent  solidaires,  la  société  indienne  sera
 dear?”  Siddhant Parikh                                     encore plus forte et unie.
 Efram's frown didn't fade.                                  Nicolai Khanna
 She asked, “What happened?”
 Efram groaned, “A car almost hit me and my cricket set was damaged  DEAR DIARY,

 Efram's mother gave him a sympathetic look, “Oh no.”
                                                         Today was an amazing day! I made a wonderful new friend.
 Efram walked past her, and his father yelled, “Woman! Get me
 some wine!”  Hridaya Sharma                             He is the Kabuliwala, and he is so sweet. The first day I met
                                                         him, I was so scared. He's so tall and scary looking, kind of like
 Efram's mother sighed and went to the kitchen.          the  people  papa  and  mom  tell  me  to  stay  away  from.  But
                                                         today, when he came to the house to talk to papa, I saw him
 Efram groaned. That cricket set was his lifeline!   LONELY  and went up to him. He said he brought food for me which
 He  went  to  the  room  and  saw  the  picture  of  his  hero,  Virat   were these really yummy grapes. He told me to try one, and
 Kohli!  Whispers in crowded hallways,                   they were delicious. The Kabuliwala said that they were from
 Giggles under fists,                                     Afghanistan. He's actually from there. Isn't that so cool?
 He sighed. Cricket was a way to escape his alcoholic father and   Huddles in corners, tight knit groups,
 the drudgery of his life.  And words selected to hit.   Exploring Human Digestive System  The Kabuliwala's name is Rahamat, and he carries this really
 And now it was gone.  Scathing looks, sarcastic smiles,   big sack. I used to think there were children in it, but actually,
                                                          he told me that there is an elephant in it. Can you believe it?
 Stolen stares, sadistic wiles,
 He jumped onto the bed, and let out a deep, sorrowful sigh.  Spiteful comments and fiery eyes,   LE POUVOIR DES COMMUNAUTÉS   Rahamat keeps telling me about in-laws. I don't really know
 He eventually slept, his dreams haunted by being kicked out of   Scorned expressions and gossip and lies.   BIENVEILLANTES  what that is, but he seems to hate them. You know, he also
                                                         said  that  he  would  hit  his  in-laws.  Isn't  that  so  funny?  I
 the team.  Group chats with funny names,                wonder what they did to him.
 'Friends' in need of one to blame,   Dans le passé, les communautés ont aidé leurs
 That  morning,  as  he  woke  up,  he  noticed  both  his  mum  and   Pranks performed for glory and fame,   Rahamat reminds me of papa in a way. We talk so much, and
 dad were in the living room.  Rumours that leave even onlookers ashamed.   membres  en  difficulté.  Pendant  les  crises,  les   unlike mom, he doesn't scold me. He was telling me about his
        voisins  ont  partagé  de  la  nourriture  et  ont
 He asked, “What is it?”  Secrets shared in code,   offert du soutien. Ils ont organisé des collectes   village in Afghanistan. It sounds so nice. Maybe I can convince
 Leaving true feelings exposed,   pour  aider  les  plus  vulnérables.  Grâce  à  ces   mom and papa to take me there. Papa gave the Kabuliwala a
 His father gave a nervous smile and showed him something. A   shiny  coin  too.  I  don't  know  why—he  never  gives  me  money.
 brand new cricket set!  Ruthless jokes, and teases and goads,   actions,  beaucoup  de  personnes  ont  retrouvé   When I told Rahamat that I really liked the coin, he gave it to me!
 Intrusive questions, designated scapegoats.   espoir.
 He was too shocked to speak.  Tense cold wars and struggles for power,   Aujourd'hui, cette entraide continue. Les gens   He said I can keep it and buy whatever I want, and it's his gift to
                                                          me. He's so interesting and cool, and I can't wait to meet him
 His mother smiled, “When I told Lanika aunty what happened,   Those that don't join; devoured,  vont  aider  ceux  qui  en  ont  besoin.  Ils  vont   again tomorrow. The Kabuliwala also mentioned that he'll bring
 she and the neighbours bought this for you!”  One can dream of kindness, love and favour,   créer des groupes de soutien et partager des   me  some  more  special  fruits  and  his  sack  with  the  elephant.
 In that world, they'll be lost forever.                 Maybe I'll even get to pet it. Until tomorrow, bye for now!
 Efram  grinned  and  ran  out  the  door,  happier  than  he'd  ever   ressources.  Chaque  petit  geste  va  rendre  la
 been in his life, and ready for practice.   Tamanna Tripathi   communauté plus forte et plus heureuse.  Love, Mini
 Viren Chadda  Ilaan Kapadia                             Naisha Kanodia


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