Students Guide

5th std 2nd language English 2nd poem Buildings (The rooks) The rooks are buildings on the trees; They build there every spring: “Caw, caw,” is all they say, For none of them can sing. They’re up before the break of day, And up till late at night; For they must labour busily As long as it is light. And many a crooked stick they bring, And many a slender twig, And many a tuft of moss, until Their nests are round and big. “Caw, caw.” oh, what a noise They make in rainy weather! Good children always speak by turns, But rooks all talk together. - Jane Euphemia

9th std 3rd language Hindi 2nd poem Anushaasan hi shaasan hai

6th std 3rd language Hindi 3rd poem May ka pyaar

4th std 2nd language English 4th poem Travel Up the street I look to see If any traffic’s near to me, Down the street I look as well And listen for a horn or bell. There’s something coming – wait a bit, If I run out I may be hit, But now the road is nice and clear, No car or motor–bus is near, I’ll run across the road so wide, And so get safely to the other side. - Enid Blyton

6th std 2nd language English 5th poem The fly There’s a fly inside my bedroom, It’s driving me insane; It’s buzzing round my wardrobe, It’s on the window pane… It’s flying round the lampshade, It’s coming very close. It’s landing on my pillow… It’s walking on my nose! It’s looking in my eyeball, Phew! It’s flying off again! It’s walking on the ceiling, It’s driving me insane. It’s buzzing and it’s buzzing, It’s coming near again, I’ll never, ever, get to sleep, That fly is such a pain! It’s buzzing round the bedpost It’s walking on the floor… It’s flying round my toys and yes, It’s buzzing on the door. The fly’s buzzed off and left me, So now I’ll close my eyes… But wait…Do I hear buzzing? It’s back, surprise, surprise! - Tony Bradman

8th std 3rd language Hindi 5th poem Chumbak hai dharthi humari

5th std 2nd language English 2nd poem Friends How good to lie a little while And look up through the tree! The sky is like a kind big smile Bent sweetly over me. The sunshine flickers through the lace Of leaves above my head, And kisses me upon the face Like Mother, before bed. The wind comes stealing o’er the grass To whisper pretty things; And though I cannot see him pass, I feel his careful wings. So many gentle friends are near Whom one can scarcely see, A child should never feel a fear Wherever he may be. - Abbie Farwell Brown

5th std 2nd language English 1st poem The elephant (fast version) The elephant’s big! The elephant’s grey! The elephant walks For miles each day His trunk is long And O what fun! When it comes out For a cake or bun. The elephant’s big His ears are wide, His back is broad For all to ride. The elephant’s big! He’s kind too. He carries the children Round the zoo.

5th std 1st language Kannada 9th poem Bhuvaneswari