Campion Clarion Knowledge is Wealth

Campion Clarion
VOL 1
2012-2013
ACTIVITIES CONDUCTED FROM
JUNE – DEC 2013
ACTIVITIES TO WATCH FOR....
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 Choral Singing
 Marathi Choral
Recitation
 Hindi Choral
Recitation
 Hindi Dramatics
Annual Awards Day
Inter House Quiz
Spelling Bee
English Elocution
Choral Recitation
English Debates
Indian Music
Competition
Hindi Debates
Sports Day
TRIP TO AURANGABAD
– PG. 5
ANNUAL PRIZE
DAY – PG. 2
Knowledge is Wealth
A VISION FOR SUCCESS
- PG. 11
REFLECTIONS 2
ANNUAL PRIZE DAY
Campion School hosted its Annual Awards Ceremony, on July 16, at the Birla Matushree Sabhagar.
The chief guests for the day were Mr. Shiraz Minwalla and Mrs. Ananya Dasgupta. Campion School
believes in honouring the deserving and the school did just that. The award ceremony started with the
singing of the national anthem and lighting of the lamp. The Principal then welcomed Mr. Shiraz
Minwalla. Then boys of the junior school welcomed the chief guest in their own way by singing a
warm welcome song. The principal, Mr. Paul Machado, delivered the ‘Address and Report for the
year 2011-2012.’ Listing the achievements of the boys the entire audience broke into cheers and claps
in acknowledgement of the fantastic performance of the boys who made the Campion Flag fly high.
The chief guest Mr. Minwala then felicitated two very deserving employees for their undying
dedication and loyalty towards the school. Mr. Minwalla also gave a motivating address inspiring the
boys to follow their hearts. The entire crowd listened with full concentration to the words which
would lead them to be good citizens, something Campion aims for. The distribution of certificates
then commenced. Boys from classes 5 to 10 were felicitated for their academic achievements. The
prizes were given out by Mr. Minwalla and Mrs. Dasgupta. The boys went onto the stage with their
heads held high proudly, to receive the fruits of their perseverance. Campion School had excellent
results at the ICSE board examinations, with the school average standing at 97.06%. The topper
Master Rushil Goradia was awarded along with the other boys who had put up a brilliant show of
intelligence and hardwork. The awards for the house activities were announced later. After each
announcement the crowd roared into cheer. The house captains came up and took the trophies and
shields amid roaring and deafening applause.
The Berchmans and the Loyola house were the joint victors. The ceremony drew to an end with Mr.
Cyril D'Souza giving the vote of thanks, thanking one and all for their trust in the school and making
the event a success. The audience rose in honour of the school anthem which passionately speaks
about loyalty and truth. The students stood with their heads held high, with pride in their hearts,
hoping one day to become men for others.
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Ruhshad Kasad.
Class 9 A
If someone is going down the wrong road, he doesn’t need motivation to speed him up. What he needs
is education to turn him around.
Jim Rohn
REFLECTIONS 3
The Seventh Standard Investiture Ceremony
On the morning of September 17, 2012, a very special, solemn assembly was
held amid great, but somewhat hushed, bouts of celebration, with students of classes’
five to seven. This assembly was not your average Wednesday - morning - assembly held - on - Monday. Oh no, this was the formal investiture ceremony to inaugurate the
eight newly-appointed leaders who would help run the school in certain areas, such as
discipline in the halls during the breaks, for the year 2012-13. Also present were the
previous year’s leaders.
To open the assembly, there was a short song, with a three-man choir leading the
chorus as well as a short introduction of an ideal leader. Then the new leaders walked
on the stage, all of them proud and with obvious glee at being chosen for such an
important duty. All eight of them: Masters Rayan Badheka, Joshua Machado, Krish
Mewawala, Krish Tejuja, Raj Dholakia, Advet Mirpury, Madhav Thanawala and Jaymal
Lodha were joined by the School Investiture Officer and Principal Mr. Paul Machado. He
administered the oath of office, in which they promised to perform their stipulated duties
and uphold the Greater Glory of God. The Principal then pinned a bright badge, with the
word “Leader,” on each boy’s tie. In this task, he was assisted by the class teachers of
Classes Seven A and B. The Eight were now officially Leaders of Standard Seven.
After this, the previous leaders of 2011-12 were called on stage. Each boy
received a Certificate of Honour for performing what was expected of them for the past
year or so, and they now passed their responsibilities to the next batch of boys. Another
song then followed this. Once the song was completed, the assembly came to a close,
with the boys heading back to their classes.
This assembly spoke much to me. First, it showed the value of taking every
opportunity, as most of today’s leaders are good bets for being the School Captain,
House Captains or some other high post in about two to three years henceforth. Also,
this assembly demonstrated that only hard work and dedication can achieve such
distinctions.
By Jeh Mory
Class 7B
REFLECTIONS 4
Time Management – The Key to 90%
The boards were just a few months away, and yet we, the students of class 10 were as
happy as free birds. We hadn't any worries, no bother that we had full text books to study, no
bother that these were to be the biggest exams of our lives. As we approached the day of our
apocalypse, we were being pushed harder all the time by our parents and tuition teachers to sweat
it out on the books, to manage our time, to work systematically. But heaven knows why it was never
driven into our heads. But a very special someone gave us the trick.
Dr. Elaine Charles, former Principal of the St. Xavier’s Institute of Education came as a
guardian angel, helping us to chalk out a plan of action for the little time that we had left. Now, I
know that you’re thinking about Dr. Charles Xavier in X-men, but well, believe it or not, she really
was that type. She really knew how to read our minds, to relate to what we experienced while we
were locked up in our rooms with our heads grinding against the books. And that isn’t surprising,
seeing that she actually TAUGHT some of the most respected and beloved teachers of our school, Sir
Cyril and Sir Alphonso. With a Ph.D. about the minds of students and decades of experience behind
her, we knew that we could trust Dr. Charles with our eyes shut.
The two hour session was the most informative two hours of my life. Dr. Charles explained
to the students of class 9 and 10 the moments when we most often tend to lose our precious time;
showing us how to prepare a timetable for the day’s work, to weed out the unproductive hours of
our schedule, emphasizing that it was not the hours of study that mattered but the quality. She also
told us of the various times when we could study best- late night or early morning, discouraging us
from losing out on our sleep as most of us were inclined to do. Dr. Charles then took us through the
various ways of learning - visual, audio and kinesthetic, giving us tips for each method of study. Last
but not the least, food!! Dr. Charles knew as well as I that food was always more important than
study, but the one thing we disagreed on was the type of food. She repeated time and again to avoid
the junk food that we all devour when we are starved after 3 hours of study and to eat sandwiches
and salads instead. And all through the seminar she drove into our heads the magic mantra needed
to be focused and determined - 'I can, I will, I must!!'
The brilliant speech made all the students of Class 10 realize how important the board
exams really were and that they were now standing at the brink of the gargantuan ocean of the
board exams. Teetering so close to the Prelims, they were all spurred into action with the words of
Dr. Charles ringing in their ears – ‘I can, I will, I must!!’
By Kayshav Verma, 10-A
REFLECTIONS 5
After a tiring sports day in the sweltering heat on the fifth of November, we were bristling with excitement, eagerly awaiting the
camp that was about to take place. All of us assembled in school at 6:45 p.m., excited to board the train, many of us for the first
time. We reached the Chhatrapati Shivaji Terminus and amidst the hustle and bustle, managed somehow to get to our train, but
not before almost getting decapitated by a handler carrying carts of fish. There was a rush for seats and although not intentional,
the lack of seats in a compartment (or was it destiny...) brought my friends and me all together in the same compartment sharing
adjacent berths.
All was well and we were happily asleep. Well! We thought so but it was not to be. At the unearthly hour of 2:51 a.m. we were all
hastily awakened with the assurance of reaching in ten minutes. Any hopes of falling back to sleep were firmly squelched.
Keeping in mind that we only had ten minutes, all of us quickly packed our things and as if on cue the ticket collector came in to
tell us we “only” had an hour more to go. Frustrated, we sat and looked out of the window longingly, doing nothing and too lazy
to get our things from our packed bags.
When we reached Auangabad, true to the estimate, it was nearing four a.m. We exited the station quickly and boarded a bus. We
reached the hotel (Hotel Vits) where we were put into temporary groups of seven and instructed to rest till the morning.
After a relaxed power nap we all convened for breakfast at the hall on the first floor. We had another two hours to kill and so
many of us continued to rest or watch television instead. Then, we left to see an absolutely awe-inspiring sight- ‘Bibi-KaMaqbara.’
When we saw it from afar, we were shocked! It seemed as though we were in the wrong place. The Taj Mahal in Aurangabad?
Later we found out that it was indeed a replica. It was built for Aurangzeb's wife, Rabia Durrani by their son Azam Shah later
known as Bahadur Shah I. The monument was a sheer display of Indian architectural workmanship, looking as good as the Taj,
given the subsidized budget it was made on. (after the Deccan war)
After taking in the beauty of this structure we left for the hotel to have some lunch and grab some rest before we left again. - this
time for Paithan.
In Paithan we saw a sheer marvel of indigenous craftsmanship where many women were crafting beautiful sarees. The most
astonishing thing was to see each woman solely weaving a saree on a humongous handloom. When we tried to move the warp
and weft we realised how much strength these women had to keep using the loom hundreds of times a day.
The early hours of the evening were making their way to a lovely sunset. As we stood on the large Paithan Nath Sagar Dam, we
witnessed a magnificent sunset, the sun looking as though it was riding the reigns of the surf slowly into oblivion.
REFLECTIONS 6
The bus ride back was eventful as there was music resounding through the walls of the bus. Many boys got excited and some even started to
dance. When we arrived at the ‘Vits’most of us were sad to leave the bus. We didn't realize how exhausted we were until we reached our
rooms. After a quick dinner all of us fell asleep. When we woke up the next morning we had to make sure our heads didn't drop into the cereal as
we could have dropped off anywhere. As soon as we finished breakfast we were told that we would be visiting the Ajanta caves. We got our bags
and cameras ready and left. After a four hour long journey we arrived at Ajanta.
The Ajanta caves are situated on the inner side of a valley in a nook of the Sahyadri mountain range. Buddhist monks would retreat here for
shelter from the harsh monsoon season of India. The paintings which were made by these priests are extremely beautiful and even the smallest
work of art has a story and a moral to it. We visited four caves and each one had a different allure. There were two main types. The chaityagrihas
and the viharas. The former being a place of worship while the latter a place for the monks to stay. After this expedition it was nearing lunchtime
and all of us were famished. We helped ourselves to a sumptuous meal at a local guest house. We finally reached our hotel at night and were glad
to be back.
The next morning all of us were fresh and ready to head over to the Ellora caves. We had heard much about the famous Kailasha temple and were
eager to see it. It was a much quicker drive and we reached there in less than an hour. Suddenly, we remembered that we had to take pictures for
all our respective projects and out came the cameras clicking left, right and centre. We were left dazed by the temple, its beauty exceeded all our
expectations and we were amazed by the beauty, intelligence and detail of the structure. It was hard to believe that it had only been cut from one
single rock!
We also saw a monolith three storeyed temple which had a huge stupa inside. It cast a shadow on the entire room! We left Ellora sadly, wishing
we could see a few more caves but we were happy also because what we had seen was truly deserving of the “World Heritage” status. We rushed
through lunch and surrendered our room keys, got all our bags together and placed them in the storage room. This was executed quickly and
within no time we were off again to see the Daulatabad Fort.
This fort was originally known as Deogiri fort which translates to abode of the gods. It wasn't constructed with beauty in mind although it is a
work of art. It was built to keep out invaders with minimum loss of life. It was almost impossible to get into the fort without a blueprint as there
were traps on every corner and one had to be physically as well as mentally fit to take on the challenges. One of the major attractions of the fort is
the 360 degree cannon which is placed not very far from the ground level. Another attraction is the “Andheri”, It is a dark cave constructed inside
the fort to confuse invaders and leave them unsure of their next move. It is almost impossible to get through without a torch.
“Chand Minar” is a soaring tower inside the Daulatabad Fort. The minar was built as a 'Tower of Victory' by Ala-ud-din Bahmani, after he
managed to take over the fort. A four-storied tower, it stands adorned with glazed tiles and carved motifs. It is believed that Chand Minar was
used as a prayer hall or a victory monument in the earlier times. When we boarded the bus for the last time to go to the hotel we felt a sense of
respect for all the rulers who devoted their time and wealth to create beautiful caves, massive monuments and impregnable forts. We wanted to
know more.
As we shared rooms of twelve before leaving Aurangabad, we played games and tried to indulge ourselves in other activities to subdue the
thought that we were leaving. We almost succeeded when we were summoned to leave. Just before we left we heard some of the best news in the
camp. Dinner on the train was cancelled. Domino's pizzas would be circulated all around! As we heard the train arrive late at night we all
mumbled a soft “Bye Aurangabad!” The next day, the ninth of November, we would be back again in Mumbai! This camp will always be
remembered. As our faces were glued to the large three tier windows we saw the large Aurangabad station slowly fade into darkness...
Shaayak Chatterjee – 8B
creatively speaking 7
THE POWER OF A WISH- A TWIST IN THE TALE
Once upon a time there was a girl called Susan. She had two other sisters called Jane and Lucy. Their mother
had died and so their father remarried. The stepmother was extremely cruel to Susan. She always made her
do all the chores. The stepmother loved Jane and Lucy. She did not love Susan.
One day an invitation arrived saying “You are cordially invited to Prince Albert’s Ball”. The sisters jumped with
joy. On the day of the ball, Lucy and Jan were dressed in beautiful silks and satins. Their stepmother also was
dressed in a beautiful gown. They said “Susan you are not coming with us to the Ball! Do the cleaning and
cooking you foolish girl”.
Susan really wanted to go to the Ball. But if she had to go what would she wear? She only had rags. She saw a
falling star and wished ‘Oh Heavenly Lord, please let me go to the Ball’. Then while she was cooking she heard
a voice, “Do not break your heart”. She turned around and saw an angel. She said, “Who are you and where
have you come from?” The angel said, “I am a fairy of the Wishing Star and I have heard your wish. Close your
eyes, dear child.” Susan did as she was told. The fairy waved her wand seven times around Susan. Voila! Her
rags transformed into a beautiful gown. The gown was pink with magical flowers which glittered like
diamonds. She wore pink glass slippers with it. She suddenly was outside the palace gate. The fairy had
warned saying, “Before the clock strikes one you must return!”
Susan entered the Ball and the prince immediately was mesmerized by her beauty. She danced with the
prince for a while. Then the clock struck one. As she ran down the stairs one of her bangles fell off. The prince
said, “Until I find the maiden whose hand fits this bangle, I will
not marry.” The word spread into the town. Everybody tried it
on but it fit no one. At last, the prince came to Susan’s house.
The bangle fit Lucy’s hand. The wedding was arranged. Susan
was extremely annoyed.
On the wedding day before the prince could put the ring on
Lucy’s finger, Susan screamed. Many heads turned towards her.
She said, “Do not marry her! She is not the real owner of this
bangle. I was the girl at the Ball who wore this bangle.” The
prince said, “I do not believe you. I will marry her.” Suddenly, the fairy entered and pointing to Susan said,
“She is the rightful owner of this bangle.” She explained how the stepmother and the other two sisters treated
Susan. She showed him how she transformed Susan’s rags into a beautiful gown. She proved the prince
wrong. The prince ordered the guards to make the sisters and stepmother to clean the palace as a punishment
for treating his princess cruelly. The prince married Susan and they lived happily ever after.
-Anosh R Billimoria.
Std VII- A
The beautiful thing about learning is that no one can take it away from you.
B.B. King
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creatively speaking 8
“ONLY THOSE WHO DARE TO FAIL GREATLY CAN EVER ACHIEVE
GREATLY –- ROBERT FRANCIS KENNEDY
creatively speaking 9
Swaraj - my birthright
A great man once said, “Swarajya is my birthright and I shall have it!” This statement was rightly said by none other
than India’s very own freedom fighter, Bal Gangadhar Tilak. Every human on this Planet deserves, or rather has the right to live
his life as he pleases without any unnecessary restraints, whatsoever. Freedom is to man as the ignition is to a car. Without
that freedom it is impossible to move ahead.
Article 1 of the Human Rights Charter clearly states, ‘All human beings are born free and equal in dignity and rights.’
Without freedom man cannot live. Every person is born equal and thus everyone deserves the same benefits and extent of
freedom. Our very own Mother India had to go through the sufferings of being under the British rule. In the struggle for freedom
many even lost their lives or their loved ones. It is certainly a pity that people had to sacrifice their lives just to obtain liberty.
The British had wronged India in the sense that almost a billion people had to suffer desperately trying to pull away from the
manacles which held them down, like a majestic bird with its wings clipped. The lack of freedom in India is the sole reason that
India is considered to be a developing country today and not a developed one.
Without freedom man is incomplete. A person who is always held back by restraints can never express his true self.
We need freedom as it not only allows us to explore the world around us but it also allows us to explore ourselves. It is
impossible to live if one is a prisoner in ones very own body. Denial of freedom can ruin a person’s life and can even lead to
severe depression or suicide. In more common cases it leads to rebellion and hatred towards others. Both of which can
adversely affect a person’s future and livelihood. If one is trapped in one’s own boundaries, how can one exceed boundaries
outside oneself? Thus, freedom is a basic and necessary requirement for a person to achieve his goals. One can simply not
move forward if one lies in captivity. It hampers growth, thinking and most importantly, progress. Denial of freedom is equivalent
to putting a bar on progress.
A perfect example of this is the old system of administration in Russia. The people of the Soviet were given their
basic freedoms and necessities but they were barred from buying any luxuries, even if they could afford them. This was
positive, in the sense that it promoted equality but the negative outcome of the government’s actions was that progress came to
a standstill. This also shows that freedom has higher precedence than almost everything else. Only if people have the freedom
to decide their goals and work towards achieving them, will things be constantly in motion.
Nowadays, liberty or freedom is often being wrongly interpreted. Freedom needs to be practiced within moral and safe
boundaries. Rebellious teens often consider freedom to be a ‘free pass’ to do whatever they want. Freedom, when
misinterpreted, can lead to disastrous outcomes. That is why, in this sense, freedom must be administered to all from a young
age so as to prevent future mishaps from taking place. Yet, one must be particular that this ‘freedom’ does not go out of hand.
Having the freedom of speech does not give an individual the liberty to criticize or verbally abuse another individual.
After stating the drawbacks and the positives of freedom, it is clear that freedom is necessary and that qualifies it to
be tagged as a birthright. Everyone is born equal and thus, everyone is born free. It is only humane to ensure that everyone is
given freedom from the day they are born. Slavery was one of the worst outcomes of denial of freedom. Luckily, Abraham
Lincoln ensured that the emancipation of slaves took place. Similarly, the great freedom fighters of India brought the country
out of British rule. We must carry on the legacies of these great men and we must always keep their ideals and thoughts with
us. After all, great things can be done by free men. In a captive country, if people are just desperately trying to obtain their
freedom, how would they be able to look at other ventures and goals? People’s lives get wasted in the hunt for freedom.
Freedom shouldn’t be something we fight for, rather it could be something we protect and wear with pride. As
individuals we should all play our part in ensuring that this is true for everyone so that we can make the world a better and
happier place. Thus, I can conclude by saying that freedom is a necessary and extremely important birth right and everyone
deserves to have it.
-MANAN VASWANI (2nd Runner up at the AVEC Essay Writing competition 2012)
TEAM WORK MEANS MORE WE AND LESS ME
creatively speaking 10
A RACE AGAINST TIME
I believe that every person on Earth encounters, at least once in his or her life, a situation in which time is of
essence and immediate action is required on his part. Will he rise to the challenge and return victorious? Will he crumble
under the pressure and fail? Such moments tend to change that person’s life forever.
My personal race against time began in the most unexpected of venues, a sunny Saturday morning aboard the
Mediterranean cruise ship, the Victory. I was enjoying my summer vacation on board the ship with my family over the
course of a week. During the third evening, I made the mistake of running down some stairs too fast and ending up
losing my footing, tripping over my own feet and spraining my ankle in the process. Trying to ignore the pain shooting up
my right leg, I hobbled towards the centre of the ship, where I hoped I would find the kitchen and an icepack to relieve
me of at least some of my pain. When I arrived at the strangely empty kitchen, it took me some time to get the attention
of a worker, as he was hunched over the kitchen’s primary electrical breaker which controlled pretty much all the
electrical appliances in the kitchen, from the overhanging tube lights to the fire-doors. When I finally did get him to look
away from his work, he appeared stressed about the condition of the circuit breaker and demanded that I leave the area,
as the kitchen had been closed for electrical maintenance. However, he took pity on my condition and walked me over to
the freezer to take out some ice. We hadn’t moved ten paces away from the spot, when the primary circuit breaker
exploded in a ball of flame, instantly setting alight pieces of furniture that lay nearby. The kitchen was old-fashioned, and
much of its interior was adorned with wood, rather than cold steel. We could only watch in shock as the fire grew to
terrifying proportions before our very own eyes. We rushed over to the two fire extinguishers that hung on the adjoining
wall, but we had waited too late and the foam proved to be no match for the monstrous fire that lay before us. We were
forced up the stairs into the pantry, which was tightly packed with shelves full of food. The engineer pushed himself to
the end, where we reached the fire-door, which opens automatically in the case of a fire. To our horror, however, we
discovered that due to the electrical failure, the fire-doors were inoperable and the sprinklers refused to turn on. We were
trapped in a small alcove above an abandoned, burning kitchen and nobody knew we were there. It was then I noticed
the wisps of smoke creeping up from the stairwell and realised the race against time to escape from the pantry and save
my own life had begun. By remaining in the pantry we would both soon perish from asphyxiation when the smoke filled
the room. We wouldn’t burn to death, we would suffocate. Based on the rate of the smoke entering the pantry, I figured
that we had about half an hour left to come up with a plan of escape. I realized we were both still carrying the fire
extinguishers. I noticed that even when empty, the extinguishers were still heavy. Taking a step back, I swung the
extinguisher at the fire-door, but inflicted no damage. Unfazed, I brought the extinguisher down one more time on the
weakest part of the door, its hinges. This time a small crack appeared just above the hinge’s centre. The engineer smiled
hopefully at me, an indication that he understood what I was doing before we both started to work on the hinges. It was
slow work. By the time we ripped out the first two hinges, I noticed that forty minutes had already passed. We dropped
to our knees to find the last remaining reserves of oxygen before we set upon the final hinge. Dripping with sweat, with
soot stinging our eyes and smoke filling our lungs, seconds felt like hours. The engineer coughed violently, then collapsed
to the ground and I was only seconds from joining him. I had participated in a race against time and I had lost. In this
race there were not going to be any prizes for coming second. Just as I was about to pass out, I gave the extinguisher a
final, desperate swing, and noticed the hinge flying into the air, and the heavy fire-door coming down with a crash. I only
had the strength to drag myself and the engineer out of harm’s way before losing consciousness due to sheer exhaustion.
The fire didn’t spread far. The smoke triggered fire alarms outside the kitchen and all was well after a few
minutes. The engineer thanked me for saving his life, regarding me as his hero. Personally, I just feel lucky to have
survived this life-changing battle against death and I now know I have the courage to face almost any challenge in life,
having come out on top in my race against time.
-Somnath Sarkar
Class X-B
“I will honour Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.”
-Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol
teacher speaks 11
Vision for Success
On December 4th our Newsletter got the chance to meet Mr. Alex, sports teacher of Campion
School and got to hear the interesting story of a man strongly
pursuing his life in sports.
Mr. Alex comes from a humble background. He started playing
football and hockey in the 4th standard. With just bread and butter
as his inspiration he had to work hard. Although he was not
equipped with the proper football equipment that would enhance
his game, he persevered and was able to display his forte at soccer.
This brought him to the notice of the Salesians who encouraged
him to pursue his dream and ambition.
He joined the Navy in 1987 and was selected to play for the team.
After his discharge from the Navy, he joined Campion in 2004. When asked why he wanted
to become a sports master, he answered, “Sports has given a lot to me and by teaching and
spreading the love for sports, I would like to give back to sports
what sports gave to me.” Sports has given him the opportunity to
visit various parts of the world on five different occasions.
Some of Mr. Alex’s favourites are:
Team: “Manchester United, any day.”
Player: “Diego Maradona will always be my favourite”
Colour: “Red & Green because they are my kid’s favourite
colours”
Moment: “That would be when I was selected for the South Zone
India Camp in the year 93 – 94”
Most prized possession: “My two kids”
1 like about sports: “Sports can’t be described in a word but If I have to choose I’d say it is
entertaining and it keeps you disciplined and sees that you don’t get into bad habits.”
I dislike about sports: “There is no equality in sports; everybody doesn’t get an equal chance
to show their skills.”
To find what you seek in the road of life,
the best proverb of all is that which says:
"Leave no stone unturned."
Edward Bulwer Lytton
IN VERSE 12
My Kitty Cat
I have a small animal, bushy as can be,
It eats its food at a quarter to three
It is an animal with owl-like eyes,
It doesn't let me study, that is what I despise
It is a female, soft and fluffy,
And she feels so very stuffy
NEVER LEFT BEHIND
Once lived a man who,
Strode upon this majestic world,
The world that looked for wonders.
He pondered upon an idea that made his
fortune but
It struck him that the wealth he sought out
Brought him no true satisfaction.
In search of true happiness
The man set out to walk
The walks of others.
To learn the joys of life by
Living the blissful life of others.
If you mix and match all that,
What do you get?
You get MY CAT!
He met a special someone
Who grew close to his lonely heart?
Thought he would live delightfully
With that very same one
Alas that life was not a lasting run
Joshua Valladares
Class 6 B
DISTURBIA
When the rivers flood,
People are scattered in blood.
When houses break,
People think of something new to make.
People hear cries,
When the world dies.
How much must a man strive?
Till he is ready to drive.
Struck with grief he gave up
All hope to find euphoria
Trudged out to the forest to hermit become
Until he came across a boulder
Words upon which were inscribed
With every leaf and every rock
With every star and every dawn
The universe reminds us all
HOW LIFE GOES ON AND ON’
-Manan Mittal
Class 8 A
How many times must a person cry?
Till he loves the way he lies.
Now when we are free,
All the people are filled with glee.
Think about the olden times,
Till you realize this rhymes.
Ansh Doshi
Class 6 A
You miss 100% of the shots you don't take.
Wayne Gretzky
Jan 2013
IN VERSE 13
IN TIMES OF WAR
In times of war the graveyards are filled,
With the tombstones of the youth
In times of war the people wonder,
When will we get trampled under tanks?
In times of war the people say,
When will we ever find a way?
In times of war when the bombs drop,
No one can see the children hop
In times of war the armies march,
Lay-out and Designing
Aahan Dogra
Keenaj Mevada
On the pools of blood they watch
In times of war the bullets that fly,
Kill the people fighting for their rights
In times of war the people who talked about the
end,
Were the ones who were close to the end
In times of war the people that tried to run
away,
Were immediately gunned away
In times of war the people remembered,
There are no winners in a war that is
remembered.
By Parshva Jhaveri
VI A
Editorial Board
Principal: Mr. P. Machado
Coordinators:
Ms. E. Azvedo
Mr. C. D’souza
Ms. Jennifer Fernandes
Ms. Quincyann Vieira
Ms. Nisha D’ Silva
Ms. Bhanushree Sharma
Ms. Twila Fernandes
Ms. Candida Menezes
Ms. Joyce Noronha