Don't blame others

One day I was eating my breakfast with my friend Prathiksha.She was staying with me for a week.My mother gives us daily a bowl full of vegetables or fruits.Today my mother gave a bowl of vegetables and it was mixed with spinach,radish,onions and tomatoes.

My friend hated these the most. Even I didn't like them, but I had to eat them because my mother had said they are good for your eyes and your health. So I finished it but my friend didn't like it. So she pushed her bowl near my plate when I went to put my bowl in the sink and my mother didn't look. When I came back my mother scolded me for not eating my vegetables and appreciated my friend. I said to my mother that it was not my bowl but she didn't listen.
When my friend saw me crying and my mother scolding me, she stood up and said, "Aunty, she ate her vegetables and I didn't eat mine. I didn't like it so I lied that it was her's.. Sorry Aunty. Sorry Nandhu".

My mother said, "It is OK Prathiksha. Don't do this again Prathiksha. Look, because of your fault I scolded her".
"Sorry Aunty, I won't do it again".
Good now eat your vegetables. "
"Ok aunty"
"Remember don't blame others for your fault. You can get others into trouble."
" OK I will not do it again aunty. This time after I finish my vegetables we will go and play outside Nandhu . Really this time I will only eat it and I won't say a lie that I ate it and you didn't "

Everybody laughed "Ha..Ha..Ha..".
And that's the end of the great story.
Moral: Do not blame others for your fault. You can get others into trouble.

My First Poem

இது என்னோட முதல் Poem. போன வருஷம் ஏலகிரில ஊஞ்சல் ஆடினப்ப பாடினது...


THE SWING


UP IN THE SKY
THE BIRDS FLY
AND WE ALSO
LIKE TO GO
UP IN THE SKY…


BUT WE CAN’T
AS IT IS SO HIGH
AND I KNOW
THE BEST WAY TO GO …


SWING IN THE SWING HIGH
BECAUSE…
WHEN YOU SWING HIGH
YOU FEEL LIKE GOING TO THE SKY…

என் குரல்

நான் போன வருஷம் சும்மா ஒரு பாட்டு போட்டிக்கு குரல் பதிவு செய்தேன். அதை இப்ப ப்ளாக்ல போடறேன்.

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வணக்கம்

ஹலோ நான் நந்தினி. எனக்கு இப்ப 10 வயது நடக்குது. என் பிறந்த நாள் சுதந்திர தின நாள். அம்மா ப்ளாக் பத்தி சொன்னாங்க. நானும் கதை சொல்லுவேன், poem எல்லாம் எழுதுவேன். அம்மா இதெல்லாம் எழுதி தூக்கி எறியாமல் பத்திரமா ப்ளாக்ல போட்டு வை அப்படினு சொன்னாங்க. அதான் நானும் எழுதறேன்.