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The hawk and The hen

shashikala10 — Sat, 29 Nov 2008 09:02:28 +0000

               The hawk and the Hen were friends.
The hawk had a needle.So it sewed bird’s clothes.
It did a big service to the birds kingdome.
As it didn’t charge a lot all the animals come to sew their clothes.
The hen didn’t do anything.One day it thought
I must also starl   a trade.It went to the haws and said please give
me your needle to sew some clothes.
I will give you it to you after three days.The hawk
didn’t like to give the needle as it had to sew some
clothes.But it couldn’t vefuse it.Because the hen was its friend so it said,
I will give the needle.But don’t forget to bring it
after three days.As I have a lot of work.The hen took
the needle and went while it was sewing the needle fell down.
It looked for it every where. But it couldn’t find it After three days.
When the hen didn’t come the hawk went to meet the han.The hen saw the hawk
and hid.After that when the hen saw it the hen hid every time.
                The hawk got very angry as it hadn’t a needle to sew from that day
both of them wore enemies.Even now when a hawk
sees a hen with chickens it takes one and flies away.

    My email address: shashikala.kalhari529

Bio-date

shashikala10 — Sat, 15 Nov 2008 07:09:24 +0000

Surname:kolambage
Initials: c
Name: shashikala kalhari
Full name:
    kolambage shashikala kalhari
Date of birth:
      10th February 1994
Age: 14 years
Sex:Female
Employment : student
Civil status:
          signal
Villege:
        Agalekumbura
Country:Sri Lanka
Town:Balangoda
Nationality:
      sinhala
Identity card No:   -
Religion:
       Buddhism
Educational qualifications:
      I’ve passed grade 9
Father’s name:
      c.Senarath Amarasekara
   Father’s employment:farmer
Mother’s name:
T.A Sumudu subhashini kumari
Mother’s employment:
        house wife
School address:
         R/Damahana m.v
Grade:nine
No of family members:Six
Favourite game:
         elle,volley ball
Favourite subject:
         Tamil and com
Favourite singer:
         Pradeepn Rangana
Favourite actor:
         Roshan Ranawana
Favourite actress:
         chathurika peeris
Hobbies:waching the T.v
                  Reading the books
Favourite songstress:
         Nadini Premadasa
Ambition:
        To be a serve my country

The miser

shashikala10 — Sat, 08 Nov 2008 08:15:21 +0000

There was a miser.He was very stingy.
He had a lot of gold and silver coins.
Every night he counted the money and hid it in a box.
One day a thief passed that way.
He saw a light in the room.
He peeped through the window.
He saw the miser hiding the money.
The thief waited till he slept.
Aftere that he crept in to the house.
He put the money in to a bag and ran.
         There was a hole the bottom of the bag.
The coins fell.The bag was empty.
The man couldn’t find the coins.
Because it was dark.He thought, ‘I will sleep now and I will look for the coins in the moning.’
          After some time a fairy came she saw the gold and silver coins.
She knew they were the miser’s coins.But he didn’t give them back.
Because he was stingy.she touched them with her wand.
They became yellow flowers.
She saw the thief and touched him too.Them he became a frog.
That was the punishment for stealing.

My email address”shashikala.kalhari529@gmail.com”

NEWSPAPERS AS A SOURCE OF INFORMATION.

shashikala10 — Sat, 01 Nov 2008 08:22:07 +0000

When we think of newspapers,we think of them as bringing us news.
when we think of news we think of what’s happening currently around us.
This is a totally inadequate description of news as well as newspapers.
A newspapers is not only a source of information.
It’s a storehouse of information.
It’s true the first job of a newspaper is to give news,
but this news is not just news about the day’s happenings.
Newspapers bring us a selection of the news from around the world.
There are local news’ of accidents,
robberies etc.There is news from the parliament which provides
information with regard to decisions affecting the country.News from
the world comes through reporters abroad or through news agencies in different countries.
Most importantly there are the advertisements adv
ertisements for
jobs you want to apply for,advertisements for
goods you want to buy,advertisements for the places you want to visit,in the newspapers.
All these are carefully written,clearly organized,and attractively presented in a newspaper.
You will be amazed at the type of jobs that are available in a newspaper office.

My email address..shashikala.kalhari529@gamil.com

THE NATIONAL FLAG.

shashikala10 — Sat, 20 Sep 2008 09:04:47 +0000

The is national flag of sri Lanka.It had a red background. There are two stripes on the letfhand side.the first one is green in colour the second trip is orange there is a yellaw lion on the write hand side In each corner there are four yellow symbols.
Our national flag represents the country.The yellow lion stands for the Sinhalese.The colour is usedfor the muslims and orange for the Tamils.The colour symbols in the four corners represent the sublimes virtues of Buddhism.

MR.HENRI JAYASEENA

shashikala10 — Sat, 20 Sep 2008 07:56:35 +0000

Name:Mr.Henri jayaseena.
Ploce of birth:Bendiyamulla,Gampaha.
Age and date of birth:1931.o7.16
Parents farther:Teacher.
             Mother:Housewife.
Number in the family Brothers:04
                                    Sisters:01
School attended:
     Nalanda uidyalaya(Colombo)
     Roman catholic primary school.
     Bendiyamulla uidyalaya.
     Lorenz college.
Name of wife:Manel jayaseena.
Name of grandchildren:Randiro, Hansaja.

A MAN OF EXCEPTIONAL ACHIEVEMENT PROFESSOR SENARATH PARANAVITHANA

shashikala10 — Sat, 06 Sep 2008 09:02:57 +0000

Professor senarath paranavithana was born in the villege
of maetaramba in the district of galle
.He was a slightly built man.
Short in stature.
He had a solid foundation in the oriental
languages.He was a true bilingual and he had great love for his country
and an Interst in its history.He was professor of archeology in the university of peradeniya
.He discouered the importance of sigiriya fully.He wrote two massive uolumes on sigiriya graffiti.
He made sriLanka
and sigiriya better know.His sense of dedication made
him a man of exceptional achievement.

My school

shashikala10 — Sat, 06 Sep 2008 08:54:44 +0000

My school name is R/DAMAHANA M.V.
My school principal name is B.Somasiri
My school wise principal name is M.L.Chandrasiri.
My school is good environment.My school have many teachers
.It is situveted at Damahana.It is a very beautiful school.
My school students is very clever It has big play ground ,
scout club,Accotion,Girl guide ,E-villege team.we play volley ball team.
I like my school very much
.I love my school.

A LITTLE BIRD SPEAKS.

shashikala10 — Sat, 09 Aug 2008 11:21:40 +0000

        When I came to this world my eyes were closed I didn’t see anything.
I had not feathers.I felt cold.I couldn’t fly.I had brothers and sisters.
But we didn’t talk to each other.I lived in a next.I couldn’t go to find food.
But my mother brought fruits and fed me.
        Gradully I got feathers.Then I felt warm.
Oneday I saw a light my eyes had opened.I felt very happy.
After that I was very active.My mother brought food.
I pushed my brothers and sisters and ate. I was bigger than them.
One day I tried to fly.But I couldn’t.
         My mother said to me ,you can’t fly because you are too small to fly.
wait a little till you become big .’’But I didn’t listen.
One day my mother went to find food.I flapped wings and tried to fly.
I went up.But I came down again.I didn’t give up my effort .I tried again.
This time I flew higher than before and I fell down.some thing happened to my leg.
I couldn’t fly.I couldn’t do any thing.My leg was paining.I cried.
           Any one didn’t hear me.
Oh! father ,Look at that beautiful nestling let’t take it a small boy shauted.
he come ranning and took me to his house.Now I am a prisoner in an iron cage.
I am sad about my mother.Always I remember my mother .My mother doesn’t know where I am.

The stubborm chicken.

shashikala10 — Sat, 19 Jul 2008 10:13:54 +0000

   A hen had ten chickens.Nine chickens were yollow.One chicken was black. The black   chicken was very stubborn.It went very farto find food mother said,”Don’t go far.The fox will eat you.’’But the chicken didn’t listen.
   One day it went very far.The fox caught it and said,”I am going to eat you.’’The chicken said,”please don’t eat me.I am very small.I will become big and come.Then you can eat me.’’The fox said,”Don’t cheat me.I am very cunning.I am going to eat you.The chicken said,”All right eat me.But before you eat me.I went to dance.The chicken said,”I can’t dance. Without music please sing a song.
   The fox hooted and hooted.The people come running and killed the fox.The chicken went home happily.