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                                      My Father     My Father is a man like no other. He gave me life, nurtured me , taught me , dressed me , fought for me , held me , shouted at me , kissed me , but most importantly he loved me unconditionally.            My father name is Nabaraj Khadka . He is 38 years old . He is a  shopkeeper. . He loves our family very much .He is very kind .He is helpful .He works  very hard for our family.He never said no for the things which we asked to him.Really my father is the super hero of my life.When  I am in problem he used to be the solution.He can do any things for us.. .               There are not enough words that I can say about him. To describe just how important my father is to me, and what a powerful influences he continues to...

 Safety is as simple as ABC-Always Be Careful. From police class,we learn to be safe from strangers.If they,gives you something to eat ignored them and don't pay attention to them. if someone comes closer with you,immediately come out from that place and if he follows you then,call to police.   And also we shouldn't hack others websites and take permission to your parents whenever you go out.We shouldn't smoke or consume alcohol in this age.

Aadhiko Manoram Nritya Drama isp a composition in verse or parse intended to portray life or character or tell a story. It contains conflict or charavter particularly the ones who perform in front of audience on the stage.                           8 , 9 , 10 were taken to see this drama named" Aadiko Manaram Nritya" on date 2019/5/9 on Thursday . This drama gave us the education about us (teen). The drama was about one girl named"Nishim".As the drama was superb and evey one of them had performed excellent. As, it is similar to our day to day activities.As the drama teaches us not to be a part of bad activities.It was also about we should not fall in love,save the prestige of our family.I came to know different things that we should not do in our student life.                 Lastly , this drama has a lot of things to teach. It is a really heart touching drama...

          Hiking to Champadevi       We have our hiking on 29th  of mangsir. We went school at 7:45 am. And we all gathered on school. Then we left school at 8:00 am. We went to bus and we dance,sing and make many fun. Then we reached dakshinkali and we started to walk from there. We went there with our teachers Murari sir, , Bijay sir,Binita mam. and our class teacher Bikram sir. After walking 1 hour we were  tired . And we eat our half tiffin. And when we finish eating our tiffin we again start to walk. We take many pictures. Then finally  we raech the top. Then we saw the amazing view from the top of hill. From there the mountains were seen clearly. We took some pictures of mountain for our photography competation. And then we started to go downstair. It took half-1 hour to come down. After coming down we saw a ground and in the ground we  started to eat our left tiffin. Then we take some pictures also. And then it ...

            Tihar Tihar is the festival of lights..It is also known as the another main festival of Hindus...      In tihar I play deusi bhailo with my frnds..I do the puja of dog's🐕, cow's 🐄, buffalo,N Goddess laxmi...And in last I put tika to my brother's...We also play firecrackers🔥with my brother sister AND frnds...            We do many fun in tihar too ..                     THANK YUH 😊😊

              Dashain      Dashain is one of the important and greatest festival of Hindus. It is celebrated in between ashoj or kartik. Goddess Durga is worshipped in dashain. Children fly kites,play swings,etc....In dashain elders give blessings to children...It has a great importance....            In dashain I go to my mamahouse..I play swing...It visit my relative house and put tika,jamara and get blessings...      I visit my relatives after many years. I feel very good after visiting them....           I loved it❤️I make many fun in dashain vacation...                          

  A Farmer🧔 And His Lazy Sons ..                 Once upon a time...There was a village in that village an old farmer and his sons used to live there..The farmer was very hard-working..He had  three sons..They never liked working..They liked to play marbles..They also liked playing cards..One day the farmer fell ill..He had a high temperature..He knew that he was dying soon..So,he called all his sons and told them to sit near him..He said that he had hidden some treasure in the field but he forgot the place where he had kept the treasure....                          Then he took his last breath..After funeral, the sons started digging their fields but they couldn't find the treasure..They became very sad...               ...