🙏🙏🙏Gandhi Jayanti Artworks🙏🙏🙏

 Gandhi Jayanti Artworks by Students

Esther Elsa from Grade 4F

Krish Patel from Grade 5A1

Aarav Mehta from Grade 5A1

🙏🙏🙏Short Story by Zirwa Naoum of Grade 3C🙏🙏🙏

 Ruby’s Worry

Ruby was a little girl who was very joyful and playful. She loved to sing, explore faraway places and even went all the way to the bottom of the garden. She was a very happy girl.

One day she found something, a WORRY! At first, it wasn’t a big worry. It was a tiny one, so much so, that Ruby hardly noticed it. But as the days passed, the worry started growing. Each day, the worry became bigger and bigger. It was there everywhere, it followed her wherever she went. It was there at the breakfast table when Ruby was having her favorite cereals. It was there in the washroom when Ruby was brushing her teeth. The strangest thing was that no one else was able to see this WORRY, not even her teacher. So Ruby pretended to not see it too. She tried to go on as if everything was normal, but sadly, the worry would not leave her. Ruby wondered if this worry would ever leave her. Little did Ruby realize that she was doing the worst thing with a worry, she was worrying about it! The worry tagged along wherever she went, in her school bus, the cinema, etc. The worry became the only thing that Ruby would think about.

One day Ruby happened to notice a boy sitting alone in the park. He looked just how Ruby felt, sad. And then she noticed something else next to the boy, a WORRY. Ruby realized that she wasn’t the only person with it, other people had it too. When she went to the boy and started talking to him, the strangest thing happened. The boy’s worry began to shrink. Then Ruby also started to share her thoughts and as the words came out, Ruby’s worry began to shrink until it was all gone. Finally Ruby felt like her old self, full of joy and happiness.

 

What Ruby finally understood is, worry happens to everybody from time to time. It is about sharing the worries to somebody, no matter how big or small they may be.

Zirwa Naoum

Grade 3 C

🙏🙏🙏Story by Asher Dsouza of Grade 3B🙏🙏🙏

 Asher Dsouza of Grade 3B has exhibited confidence in  writing a funny story narrating an experience with his grandfather during his vacation

🙏🙏🙏Poem by Jiyaan Rushabh Shah of Grade 4🙏🙏🙏

Jiyaan Rushabh Shah of Grade. 4-B has beautifully applied creative thinking in language, structure and imagery to appreciate the efforts of his teachers and present a Poetry on the occasion of Teachers’ Day Celebration.

🙏🙏🙏'Poetic Musing' of students of Grade 4-A🙏🙏🙏

 

‘Poetic Musings’ of the students of Grade 4A on the occasion of Teacher’  Day under the guidance of their Class Teacher Ms. Nupur Singh.

For Primary Supervisor :

Miss Raji, our primary supervisor dear,

A guiding star, always near.

With wisdom and grace, she leads the way,

Inspiring us to seize the day.

Her knowledge, a treasure trove,

Guiding us with kindness and love.

In her presence, we bloom and thrive,

Miss Raji, our mentor, keeps our dreams alive.

For Grades 1 , 2 and 3 Teachers:

On this special day, our gratitude we convey, 

For guiding us forward, each step of the way. 

With patience and care, you've shown us the light, 

Molding our minds, and making futures bright.

Teachers dear, your impact truly profound,

In our hearts, your wisdom forever will resound.

With tender hearts and voices pure,

Teachers, your love we ensure.

For English Teachers: 

In the land of grammar, where words roam, 

Our English teacher sits on a linguistic throne. 

With pink pens in hand, they correct our prose, 

Turning our essays into literacy shows.

They teach us metaphors, similes and rhyme, 

But secretly, they love their grammar crimes. 

Oh, English teachers, you're quite the wit, 

Making Shakespeare sound like a modern hit!

For Hindi Teachers: 

Bunati hai preet ye shabdon ki taaqat se rishte,

Hindi ki adbhut duniya mein aap hai woh ujval misaal.

Har lafz aapke saath ganthi hai kahaniyon ki dor,

Shabd roshni ban kar chamakte hain,aapke honhaar saar.

Vyakaran ki jhankar se saja hai har vakya aapke haath,

Aapke bina Hindi adhoori, aapki den hai mahaan saath.

Shukriya aapko, Hindi ke pathik, vidya ka yeh sagar,

Aapke sahayog se hi, badhte hain hamari bhasha aur sansaar.

For Math Teachers:

Our math teachers, a genius they say, 

Makes numbers laugh and equations play. 

With rulers and calculators by their side, 

They turn math into a joyride.

Fractions and decimals, they make it cool, 

Solving problems like a math whiz at school.

Oh, math teacher, with your quirky ways, 

You turn numbers into a hilarious maze!

For Science and SST Teachers:

A master of equations, solving problems with grace,

But when it comes to telling jokes, she/he’s in first place.

Her/his humor is like a particle, bouncing to and fro,

Tickling our funny bones wherever we may go.

From atoms to galaxies, they know it all,

Teaching us the wonders of the cosmic ball.

With quirky experiments, they light up the room,

Oh! Dear Science teachers, you make learning bloom!

To dull and boring classes, you’re a shining star, 

We're grateful for the laughter and knowledge you impart.

As the sun climbs higher in the sky's embrace,

Teacher, your wisdom we embrace.

For PE Teachers:

With a whistle in hand, ready to make us crawl, 

Engaging us in activities that enthrall.

They are the master of fitness, a guru of sweat,

In their presence, our muscles constantly fret.

With a booming voice, they shout, ”Run faster my friend”,

But our legs turn to jelly, unable to comprehend.

They teach us the art of dribbling and scoring,

But our coordination leaves them roaring.

For Music Teachers :

Sangeet ki raahon mein aapka aashiyan hai,

Suron ki chhaon mein aapki mehfil hai jahan.

Taal se sajti hai har pal zindagi meri,

Aapke saath sangeet mein rangin hain yeh ghadi.

Sikhaate rahiye sangeet ki har ek nayi boli,

Aapki mehnat se hi toh badhti hai yeh jyoti.

Aap ho mere sangeet ke saathi, mere raag ka raaz,

Shukriya aapko, mere ustaad, mere saaz.

For ICT Teachers :

In the realm of bits and bytes, our computer teacher resides,

With tech jokes and coding tricks, our laughter guides.

With each click and clack, they unveil the tech mysteries,

Making errors disappear, like magic, with ease!

For Arabic Teachers :

In the realm of words, where beauty does reside, 

Arabic teachers, your guidance is our pride. 

On the stage, step forth with grace and poise, 

Accept this token, our gratitude employs.

You've unfolded language's mysteries with care,

 In your teachings, wisdom and culture we share.

Artwork by Dhrisha Gosar of Grade 5-B2

👲💁👴 Dads are most ordinary men turned by love into heroes.👴💁👲

Father's Day celebration helped our students to express their  appreciation and show gratitude towards their fathers. 

Our budding poet Fatima of 4-F gifted a beautiful poem to her dad with love.

🏉🏀🎹 Traditional Games of UAE🎹🏀🏉

🏉🏀🎹Artwork By:- Jashith Ritesh Biyani

Student of Grade 5-A2

Artwork By:- Dirdha Hiren Brahmbhatt

Student of Grade 5-B3

😆😆😆 Celebrating 105 years of H H Sheikh Zayed with BODMAS😆😆😆

 Cross-curricular learning offers a creative way of developing knowledge, understanding and improving practical skills through a study of interconnected topics. The primary teachers engaged grade 5 students in an innovative activity “105 years of H H Sheikh Zayed” that integrated the rich culture of the UAE with Ordering Mathematical operations using BODMAS. Students used this concept to formulate multiple expressions that all yield the result 105.

Student Reflections - 

I always enjoy a challenge. When my math teacher mentioned we would be integrating My Identity into math, it fueled my curiosity to what the activity could be. H H Sheikh Zayed was born on 6th May, 1918.  To mark the importance of this day we used the four basic mathematical operations to celebrate His Highness’s 105th birthday. After understanding the significance of the order of operations using BODMAS I got to work and created as many expressions as I could to get the result 105! This activity was creative and innovative. Thank you Ms. Rafia for this enjoyable activity!! By - Deeksha Narasimman, Student of Grade 5B1 Fun with BODMAS I enjoyed this activity with BODMAS as it helped improve my creativity and taught me new concepts. The BODMAS order of operation is important because it gives us a standard method to follow while interpreting arithmetic expressions. Working on this activity helped me learn BODMAS in a fun and engaging way. Through this activity the process of learning met fun and I thoroughly enjoyed it!!  By:- Arshiya Student of Grade 5B1 BODMAS with My History is My Identity  When Ms. Rafia wrote the word “BODMAS” on the white board, I was intrigued and was curious to know what it meant. She started explaining in depth about this concept and how it is implemented. I learned that “BODMAS” is an acronym and each letter signifies a mathematical operation that helps us solve a multi operational complex equation in a precise pattern. I tried various combinations to get the number 105 and this was a fun way of learning a basic math concept. By:- Katelyn Student of Grade 5B1                              How did I celebrate H H Sheikh Zayed’s birthday? H H Sheikh Zayed was born on 6th May, 1918 and his birthday is a grand occasion celebrated in the UAE. I celebrated his birthday a bit differently this year by working on the “Fun with BODMAS” activity in Math class. It was an innovative activity where I thought of different ways to make 105, using addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. How was the experience of BODMAS? This activity was fun to do and was an exciting experience. What new things did you learn? I learnt how to divide to get the answer 105. What challenges did I face in this activity? I faced a challenge when working on multiplication as I was really confused but with determination I kept trying till I got the answer. How would I rate this activity? I would give it 10/10 as it was very enjoyable and I learned a lot of new things.  By:- Ashni Student of Grade 5B1

💖👩💖 Acrostic Poems on Mother💖👩💖

 Many hugs

Only love, never anger

Teaching me always

Helping me with everything

Every smile when I was sad

Raising me to be strong

It spells Mother, 

Thanks for being you.

Poem by:- Ayansh Agarwal

Student of Grade 3-A