Liebster Award

Hi everyone!!These are a few questions I was asked to answer by Ms.Deepa, and I am quite interested in this award, so here goes nothing:

1.I would say I'm a very talkitive person, who loves a good argument and to annoy people!

2.My favorite post is definitely the poem I posted about the month of august

3. I think of myself as a person who was born a book lover,so I don't really have a favorite book.

4.My favorite celebrity is a member of the new British boy-band One Direction...Niall Horan!!He has an amazing voice and he loves eating food,just like me!!

5.I dream of helping children who aren't treated right by anyone:be it parents,family or friends in school

6.I would travel to Peru, in South America!!

7.My favorite part of a plane journey is the view of the clouds in the morning. It's like watching these perfect cotton candies!!

8.There's nothing really,that I don't like about school.

9.The best gift I ever received...best that's a tricky question!Well,I would say that I haven't got a  best gift!!

10.Four expectant fathers pace in a hospital waiting room while their wives are in labor. The nurse enters and tells the first man, "Congratulations, you're the father of twins."
"What a coincidence," the man says. "I work for the Minnesota Twins baseball team."
A little later, the nurse returns and tells the second man, "You are the father of triplets."
"That's really an incredible coincidence," he answers. "I work for the 3M Corporation."
An hour later, the nurse tells the third man that his wife has just given birth to quadruplets.
The man says, "I don't believe it! I work for the Four Seasons. What a coincidence!"
After hearing this, everyone's attention turns to the fourth guy, who has just fainted. He slowly regains consciousness and whispers, "I should have never taken that job at Millennium Computers."

Electricity.....and its dangers!!!!!

We've all wondered what its like to witness something or feel something truly frightening....Kids are even worse,since we don't even know the most dangerous situations can happen with the slightest twist in fate.This happened to me on the 1st of May,2012,and I'm still scared...don't ask why...I just am....


The perfect Tuesday....personally,I love Tuesdays, because they usually bring me nice things,like amazing marks on a physics test, or an amazing time with friends in lunch time!!This Tuesday was definitely different,but I didn't notice this till nightfall....


My grandparent's house is pretty old-nearly 30 years are over since it was first built.They have an old motor that pumps water from the ground to the tank on the terrace of their home. My mom says the ground water is pretty clean, so when the motor is turned on, we catch the water on its way to the tank, and then drink it...its that clean!!!I don't want to bore you, but there's just a little more information left. The taps in their house are made of metal and the motor needs loads of power to pump, so we can only turn it on when we have power....


It was 9.15 in the night,and my mom,my sister and my grandparent's are sitting in the living room,peacefully watching TV. My mom thought she saw a flicker,and suggested that we should put the motor off. My grandfather and I went to the bathroom to check if water was still running out of the tap. There wasn't any water dripping, so my grandad told me to turn the tap on. I reached out and tried to turn it.


All of a sudden, I started vibrating. Let me tell you, I wasn't vibrating very little either. IT was like how they show on television, where someone touches an electric appliance and they shake a lot. I was shaking like that. And the worst part:I couldn't let go of the tap. I tried(I think) but I just couldn't let go. My eyes went black, I couldn't see anything. The next thing I remember, I'm on the bathroom floor with a throbbing headache and my grandad shaking like how I was. He started throwing up (he's 75 years old). I then did what anyone else would do:


I screamed my head out. Then my mom and sister ran into the bathroom, and I heard my mom scream to my sister to turn the motor off. We both ran to the switchboard so fast, passing the rooms were like a blur. Thank God my sister turned it off, and my grandad finally stopped shaking.My mom and I helped him get up and we helped him to the living room.


It was there that I learned that my granddad had pushed me from the tap and I fell. While pulling his hand back though, his fingers touched the tap and the current caught him too. He had pushed me. I practically owe my life to him. If he hadn't shoved me aside, I wouldn't have even posted about this experience. 


After that it was surprise after surprise. I also found out that all of this happened within a span of 2 minutes. My entire left arm hurt from the vibrating and my head ached-this was because I had fallen on my head on a ledge in the bathroom. All of us were shaken up.


I couldn't even sleep properly. The thought of what could have happened kept me up practically the whole night. I got worried anytime someone wanted to use the bathroom or even wanted to wash their hands. Of course, this got the whole family annoyed but I didn't really care.


The next day the electrician came. He told my mom and grandad that because the power went out, there was a short circuit inside the motor, and this caused a current to be sent out to all the taps. The whole motor got burnt. He said that 450-550 Volts passed through our bodies. This obviously meant that we were VERY lucky to be alive....


So that was the most frightening experience of the nearly 14 years I've lived on this dangerous planet.....

Hey everyone!!Sorry I haven't been posting.Grade 9 turned out to be tougher than expected and I actually forgot to start writing!!I'll try to post more this year,but of course it depends on how much Internet time I get and how much time I have to think of writing....so hopefully,you'll see more posts than the previous year!!

August

August

A beautiful time of colours

And passion

When you go for a walk outside

You can hear the saffron and yellow leaves

On the earthen floor

Crunching under your feet

You can feel the cool, chilly breeze

Gently passing by

You can smell the elegant fragrances of

The autumn flowers looming with happy delight

The sky turns pink and orange as the

Flaming sun sets to hide behind the tall,

Icy mountains

As night time falls, the tender clouds

Move in, blocking the sight of the dazzling

Moon and stars

The soft scent of the breeze blows through

Your face and hair

The mesmerising branches of the trees

Looked freezing without its covering

Of delicate leaves

Other than the glamorous scenes of

Mother Nature

Events are a sort of tradition this season

India’s Independence Day,

Autumn settling in

Birthdays

And many other such festive days,

The start of rain, end of blazing sun

Many other events come on

I say to you, what August means to me

While hay fever travels around

August is a whole new month for me

What would you say o dear friend

About this incredible month?

HELP!!!!

I spoke with a brave and distinct tone” No one panic…A tornado is coming at us at around 180-190 kms per hour. If we all work together, we can make it alive. No one separate yourselves from the group and stick to your partners”.

I started jogging as fast as I could (the rest were slow…very slow). I could feel the strong wind now, pushing against us. Terror covered my entire face. I felt hopeless. Naomi waterfalls passed in a whir, like in a blurry picture. A village could be seen in the distance. As we ran, I was thinking of the vital things to do. “Keep everyone safe, warn others of the tornado…that’s about it”, I thought.

A shrill scream interrupted my thoughts. It was so loud I had to turn and shout. It was not until I turned around did I notice that the tornado was much closer. A fact worse than that, a fact which terrified me from inside out, a body whisked by and was lifted into the air in that fraction of a second. The wicked tornado bellowed loudly, clearing a path, and it was headed right towards us!!! It raced, leaving destruction behind it, wherever it went. Our group ran back into the forest, hoping that we could lose the funnel, but we couldn’t. It took a sharp turn in our direction. We had no hope now. We took a left, back to where the body was whisked. Marion was her name. We darted past the green trees.

She lay there, motionless, with no arms and one severely injured leg. Taking her to a nearby hospital would be impossible. It would take every last of our efforts and we had a tailing tornado, for goodness sake!

One heave and one ho and we were off! She was lighter than we thought but that didn’t mean it was easier. The path we came from in the jeep seemed like the correct route. All of us got in and Dan started driving like he never drove before. The wind blew against my face harshly in two directions. It was starting to get cold, a phenomenon which rarely occurred in Central Africa. It was possible, due to the sun’s movements.

Clouds began camouflaging the sky. A deep grey was all our eyes so see. In a normal situation, we’d be extremely ecstatic about a storm, but this was not a normal situation. It would only make our mission harder and above that, the rain could cause infection to Marion’s arms, so we had to choose between taking shade or we could drive the jeep as if we were psychopaths. Survival in our case seemed out of the question. Rumours were that a storm can lash rain like a whip. It thunder sounded like a bellow by a monster. Only one option was left: Make for the edges!

“Drive!!!

 We haven’t got much time!” came out of my mouth. We left behind a torn-up village with no help. It gave the impression that we did not care about them but I would not mind. The towering trees and the lush green bushes whizzed by. The scarlet hibiscuses and lavender bougainvilleas zoomed, like a blurry picture. It felt heart-breaking to leave the forest. Almost cruel. Who would take care of those animals and plants during the storm? Their sorrow was also mine. I shared a brother-sister bond with Mother Nature’s creations. They were my friends.

I did not have a choice. If I did not take them out of the jungle then my job would go and I would never be able to roam the forest freely. If I left, then I do not know what fate will fall upon God’s children. This thought lingered on my mind. The two angels told me this: “Come on Carter! Your job will go! How can you feed yourself? How will pay for all the bills?”

Another said: “Think of all the plants and animals. You are their only voice. Who else will look after?”

The first one: “Mother Nature created ‘em! She’ll take care of ‘em!” I thought to myself, “He’s right though.” I have to take a break sometime. This was my life.

“STOP!!!!” came out.

Everybody stopped to look at me. Worry was written on their faces so well I could read it like a book.

“Move over Dan!” I said. Nothing happened. They seemed so hesitant to do anything.

“I mean it, Dan, move over!”

A slightly scared Dan moved to the front seat that was to the side. I got out of the jeep and went to sit in the drivers’ seat.

“I’m driving this baby from here on. If anyone makes a single noise, then they’re outta this truck. Get it?” I said, with a thug-looking expression on my face. All nodded in unison.

          I started driving as if I never drove before. The speedometer hit the 100s in 10 minutes. Maybe we could make it. Maybe we had a silver lining on this cloud. What if we did not? What if it was too late for Marion? She was losing blood at a rapid rate. Could she make it in time? Would God spare one life?

HELP!!!!

“C

ome on people! Follow me!” I shouted out, to the ten people behind. “We’ve still got ‘bout five km to go!”. I guess you could say I was a guide showing around 10 foreigners the beautiful and mesmerising rainforests of Central Africa. Although It’s kind of annoying when you have to explain every single thing to the guests, since they do not know much about the forests but the beauty and glory it presents, it makes me breathless. I feel blissful at the fact that I’m this lucky to be able to roam the jungle without any problem.

        “Here we have the famous Naomi waterfall, known to be the second tallest, after Angel falls. This mighty waterfall holds at least 10,000 species of insects, birds and animals. Anyone up for swimming?” I shouted, making my voice clear and confident. They all yelled back in unison “We sure are!”

        We all jumped into to the closest area to the lake at the end. The water felt soothing against my sweaty skin, cooling it off instantly, like eating ice cream after a hot summer’s day. The tourists came at a bad time though. At times, temperatures would soar to 55^o Centigrade.

        Thankfully, there were no children on our trip, these were just honeymooners out for some adventure.

 ”Well team, its time to get back to camp. We don’t want to get ourselves lost, now do we? We have other places to discover tomorrow and if we’re lucky, we might even see a tiger!!!”

“Huuurrrraaayyyy!” I think that was a very nice response.

To find the way back was easy. I knew the Masud forest like the back of my hand. Sure it’s full of creepy animals, scary insects and weird birds but this forest screamed out LIFE. Camp was located in a meadow north of the forest, so that animals wouldn’t find their way in. We set up camp about two days ago. We stay up here in the forest for five days, in the mountains for another five days, the coast for five days and an island located near Madagascar for the last five days (a package of twenty days). Just like little kids, we set up a fire (themselves of course, I only help them in lighting it) and cook their food. We told spooky stories but the scariest was my, which I tell to spook the tourists.

“One lone night, a man was reading a horror story when he suddenly saw a shadow. It loomed in front him, in a midnight black cape. No eyes, no teeth, no face either. Just a sinister hood covered its evil head. It was the old ghost. Rumours were that whoever entered the house would never live to see another day. Guess where the house used to be! Right on this very……” but I never got to finish the story, because out of nowhere, a loud whirring noise filled the background. I stealthily climbed a tree with my monkey friend Guana, just to double check what was happening.

What I saw frightened me to the core. I froze, unwilling to move my feet, afraid that I might fall into nothingness. A giant wind funnel hung over the horizon. It approached by the second. “Okay, Carter, don’t panic. If we all work together, maybe we can survive this.”


Rest will be posted on 
10th of December

Peacock

This is another style of writing poems.They are called the Haiku.It is a Japanese style of poems which is mostly base on syllables.First line has 5 syllabeles,the second line has 7,and the last line has 5 again.

The rain went pit pat

It shook its feathers gracefully

in the shiny night!