Do you like to float paper boats?
Listen to the poem given below.

Day by Day I Float My Paper Boats
Day by day I float my paper boats
one by one down the running stream.
In big black letters I write my name on them
and the name of the village where I live.
I hope that someone in some strange
land will find them and know who I am.
I load my little boats with shiuli flowers from our garden,
And hope that these blooms of the dawn will be carried safely to land in the night.

RABINDRANATH TAGORE

(i) Discuss with your partner how you would send a similar message to someone.

(ii) Also find out how people sent messages in olden days and how they send them nowadays.

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Solution

Disclaimer: These are sample answers. Students are advised to write the answer based on their experiences and observations.

1) I would draw a sketch and describe how I feel about myself and our friendship. I will gift it to him on his birthday.

2) In olden days, people used to send messages through letters and home made cards. However, in recent days, we send messages through e-mails, sms and fax machine.

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Q. Also find out how people sent messages in olden days and how they send them nowadays.

1. Imagine you have a big garden. What would it look like? Draw a picture here.

2. What would you like to grow in your garden? Write three sentences giving the names of the flowers that you might like to grow in your garden.
1. In my garden I would like to grow ________________________.
2. In my garden I would like to grow ________________________.
3. In my garden I would like to grow ________________________.

Q. Discuss with your partner how you would send a similar message to someone.

Q. "I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the colour of their skin but by the content oftheir character." Who said so?

Q. That day had come about through the unimaginable sacrifices of thousands of my people, people whose suffering and courage can never be counted or repaid. I felt that day, as I have on so many other days, that I was simply the sum of all those African patriots who had gone before me. That long and noble line ended and now began again with me. I was pained that I was not able to thank them and that they were not able to see what their sacrifices had wrought. The policy of apartheid created a deep and lasting wound in my country and my people. All of us will spend many years, if not generations, recovering from that profound hurt.

What do you understand by the word ‘profound’?

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