Ruby: No! All my photos are stored on there.

Toad: What are you doing out here?

Garjan: Who are you working for? Are you taking pictures of me?

Ruby: We were taking pictures of animals. I'm practicing to be a wildlife photographer.

Garjan: Why are you staring at that leopard. It's Dead!

Ruby: How could you say that so heartlessly. This must have been the same leopard I met eyes with, the other day in the jungle. The one that watched me. The one I vowed to protect. You killed it. You coward.

Toad: I've had enough of this. Get her!

Simile

Metaphor

Hyperbole

Personification

Sibilance

Football is a popular team sport played by millions around the world. It involves two teams of eleven players each, competing to score goals by moving the ball into the opposing team's net. The game requires a combination of physical fitness, strategic planning, and teamwork. Matches are usually 90 minutes long, divided into two halves. Football not only promotes physical health but also teaches discipline and cooperation.

Informal Account

Football is such a fun game! You’ve got two teams trying to kick the ball into each other’s goal, and whoever scores the most wins. There are 11 players on each team, and the match goes on for about an hour and a half. It’s awesome for staying fit and hanging out with friends. Plus, scoring a goal feels amazing!

Yeah we might have mess some stuff up but blaming everything ,Heck Nah.

Some of it is natures own fault.

Earth's just updating to the latest model

We didn't code all!

You know, our planet is cooked bro. IG it's mostly because of us humans, but like we ain't fully responsible k? There are some like natural things that we can't control like bruh. This is like happening because of the way Earth moves.

Q3.

A. My favorite sport is football. I like this sport a lot because it challenges us to push ourselves to our limits! My favorite player would definitely be Ronaldo! He grew up from poverty and now is one of the most famous footballers!

B. Football is goated fr because it makes me go domain expansion mode. The football player I like the most would be Ronaldo. Like bro IShowSpeed is bro's biggest fan. Ronaldo was really poor as a kid, but know he's the goat.

Our planet is changing a lot RN! Although our species has contributed to this change, to say that it's all our fault isn't correct; there are natural things happening that humans have no control over. These changes are entirely about how the Earth moves and rotates.

Question 3 - Challenge

Topic: Baby seals

Formal:

Baby seals, often referred to as pups, are marine mammals born in cold, coastal regions such as the Arctic and Antarctic. Depending on the species, seal pups are typically born during specific breeding seasons and are nursed by their mothers for several weeks after birth.

Newborn harp seal pups, for example, are known for their distinctive fluffy white fur, which provides camouflage against the snowy ice. This coat, however, is only temporary and is shed after 2 or 3 weeks. During this time, the mother seal nurses the pup with milk that is rich in fat, helping the pup gain weight rapidly and develop the blubber it needs to insulation in freezing waters.

Unfortunately, baby seals face threats from climate change, habitat loss, and in some areas, hunting. Conservation efforts continue worldwide tonprotect these vulnerable and adorable animals.

Informal:

Okay, so picture this: a tiny, chubby sea sausage with BIG round eyes, a fluffy coat and the purest soul imaginable - yep, that's a baby seal. They're called seal pups, and they live in super cold places like the Arctic.

Harp seals legit look like plush toys. their white fur is like a snowy invisibility cloak. Nature really said "camouflage but make it adorable." Their moms feed them the fattiest milk EVER so they can grow blubber and survive the ocean life.

Sadly, not everything's cuddly in sea world. They're sometimes hunted or affected by climate change, which is SO not cool. That's why people are working to protect them, because COME ON! LOOK AT THOSE FACES! How could anyone not wanna save 'em???

Anyways, now I'm obssessed. Baby seals = instant serotonin.

Theres lots of trees and flowers.

Scenery: Tall mountains, rocks, hills, trees

Area: Sunny, Tropical

Time of day: Morning or evening

Well, the answer is that she has a downy cheeks and though she is sad, she is a kind-hearted person.

The grandmother is a tall, strong Women and She is kind, graceful but she is sad.

who farms in the area

in Mexico, in a village in the high mountains there was corn festival

Human robots will be made to help doctors, scientists and other common people too in their occupations.

Different software's will always be available to any person in their hand and can use it at any time they want. (There will also be restrictions, like for how much time they have spent on a single software and if it has gone beyond one hour or less than that then the software will not be available for the next half an hour.

1. Granddaughter becomes a grandmother

2. Grandmother is dead

3. Granddaughter is explaining that she can feel grandmother to her grandchildren

   
   

   Implicit

   1. She can feel grandmother's presence stronger than before

   2. She has many grandchildren

he is a very quiet old man but a long time he was a brave,tall,handsome and all characteristics of an amazing man he also was a captain in the polish army which makes him more responsible as well he loved his job so well that he even wore his uniform to his wedding but then there came a moment to make his responsibility in use the Russians took over poland so he had to.choose wether he wanted to stay and risk his and his families life or travel very far so as a very brave and responsible man he dicieded for the traveling option and save the family he used his money for cars,train and even walked and at the end it took him one whole month for him to get to England it shows how he is such a responsible man it must be all the traveling that made him quiet but somewhere the responsibile ,handsome and tall man is still there.

Steam curls in soft rings,
Plates glisten under warm light,
Silence holds the room.

Shadows lean closer,
A clock hums the waiting hours,
Chairs dream of laughter.

Door clicks—footsteps bloom.

And good food is fantastic

I really like food

But poor food is bad

Because it is very poor

I don’t like bad food T/F: Good idea.

night

Dark clouds are forming, covering

the sky

Then a CLASH, is heard

And then, hours later...

It stops T/F Good try. However, give space between stanzas.

Petals drift downstream
Carried by the gentle flow
Spring hums a soft tune

Stars pierce velvet night
Crickets sing their lullabies
Dreams bloom in the dark

T/f: Good

i have alot its good for me

having alot is not a thing

having too little is bad for me

having too little is bad for health

has a good reason to exist - Neal Sreejeth T/F Good try! Needs periodic space

Ground shakes in its wake tonight

Children wish for it to stop

Will I see the sky

Well I never knew tonight

Clash, clash it never stops

Oh thunder, thunder

On the dark terrible night

Consuming the sky

He stays calm and good

He hates the bad

Dont be like that

I walk slow and still.
Shoes splash water as I move.
Trees shake off the drops.

A dog runs past me.
We both stop and stare a bit—
Then go on our way.

the beautiful rain drops

that kids play in the rain the beautiful drops

of water that has deep meaning

the problems that come your way the rain drops you will love

Moonlight on my palm
a coin gleams with silent tales
time sleeps in its face

Passed from hand to hand
its shine holds the weight of years
whispering of past

the boiled one, soggy footsteps echo

darkness is at work

made of the unknown

sending a chill down your spine

it is the unknown

In threads of dawn and whispers of the night,
The universe weaves shadows with the light.
One cannot exist without the other near,
For understanding beauty, conquering fear.

I stepped out, water flinging on my face,

I smile in joy,

Slippery roads, puddles,

People shivering in the cold,

Some under umbrellas,

Flowers strewn on the road,

The cold has comfort,

The weak sun behing clouds.

I am from 6th grade

To send some of its innates

To his best friend's home

The companion

waiting to share its room

All dreaming in fear.

By Anugrah

In the story, a woman named Miss Fairchild is on a train. She sees an old friend, Mr. Easton. He has a chain on his wrist that is tied to another man. She thinks Mr Easton is a criminal and the other man is a police officer.

The story's big trick is that the people are not who they seem to be. The end of the story shows that things are the opposite of what you thought. It teaches you a lesson: don't guess about people based on how they look. It is a good story because of this simple surprise.

Upon a train, on eastern line, Two men in chains, a strange design.

One, glum and rough, the other bold,

A story waiting to unfold.

A lady fair, with graceful ease,

Her smile a charm upon the breeze.

She knew the one with face so frank,

From Washington, of higher rank.

A marshal, so he claimed his role,

To Leavenworth, to make men whole.

His hand was bound, a shining gleam,

A captive in this waking dream.

But truth, like smoke, escaped the air, A whispered fact beyond compare. For marshals bind with left to right,

A simple detail, in plain sight.

The glum-faced man, with weary plight,

Revealed the truth in fading light.

He was the law, the one with power,

And Easton, a counterfeiter, at that hour.

A different kind of Western tale, Where roles are switched, and faces pale. A gentle lie, a kind deceit, To save a friend, a bitter-sweet.

The story “Hearts and Hands” is a very interesting one with a surprising ending.
It is about a young, attractive woman named Miss Fairchild who meets her old friend, Mr. Easton, on a train. From his appearance (handsome, bold, and confident), she thinks that Mr. Easton is a brave police officer taking a prisoner to jail. But in the end, we discover that Mr. Easton is actually the prisoner himself.

The writer is very clever in his writing. The way he describes the two men’s contrasting appearances and how the young woman’s expressions change in different situations is very interesting. The best part of the story is the twist at the end. It shows us that things are not always what they seem. The story also teaches us not to judge too quickly.

I liked this story because it is short, funny in some parts, and very clever. The surprise ending made me smile and think. I would recommend this story to anyone.

O. Henry, the master of the short story, is perhaps best known for his signature twist endings, and "Hearts and Hands" is a quintessential example of his craft. This brief yet impactful narrative takes readers on a journey aboard an eastbound B. & M. express train, where a chance encounter unfolds into a clever exploration of appearance versus reality, perception, and human kindness.

The story introduces us to Miss Fairchild, an elegant and self-possessed young woman, settled comfortably in her coach. Her serene journey is interrupted by the arrival of two men, handcuffed together. One is a roughly dressed, glum-faced individual, while the other is surprisingly handsome and familiar—Mr. Easton, an old acquaintance from Washington society. The immediate intrigue of their linked wrists sets the stage for a seemingly straightforward explanation, which, in true O. Henry fashion, is anything but.

As Miss Fairchild greets Mr. Easton, a delicate dance of conversation begins. Easton, with a slightly embarrassed but charming demeanor, explains his current predicament, hinting at his new, adventurous life in the West as a U.S. Marshal. The glum-faced man, his companion, corroborates this story, adding details about their destination—Leavenworth prison—and the necessity of marshals handcuffing themselves to their prisoners. Miss Fairchild, initially shocked, soon romanticizes Easton's daring career, seeing him as a dashing Western hero, far removed from the mundane social circles of Washington.

The genius of "Hearts and Hands" lies in its subtle clues and the masterful misdirection that O. Henry employs. Throughout the brief dialogue, hints are dropped, particularly concerning the specifics of how the men are handcuffed. These seemingly innocuous details build quietly, allowing the reader to accept the presented narrative until the very last lines. The story is a brilliant exercise in trust – how much we rely on what is explicitly stated versus what is subtly shown or implied.

The thematic core revolves around the deceptive nature of appearances and the often-flawed judgments we make based on superficial observations. It also touches upon the compassion and quick thinking that can arise in unexpected circumstances. The unnamed marshal, despite his gruff exterior, performs a remarkable act of discretion, preserving Mr. Easton's dignity in front of an old friend. This act elevates the story beyond a mere clever trick, imbuing it with a surprising warmth and a touch of human empathy.

O. Henry's writing style is concise and evocative, creating vivid character sketches and a palpable sense of setting within a very limited word count. His dialogue is sharp and serves to both propel the plot and lay the groundwork for the ultimate revelation.

"Hearts and Hands" is a timeless piece that continues to captivate readers with its elegant construction and memorable conclusion. It's a perfect example of why O. Henry remains a beloved figure in American literature. For anyone who appreciates clever storytelling, psychological insight, and the sheer delight of a perfectly executed twist, this short story is an absolute must-read. It serves as a charming reminder that sometimes, the true story is hidden just beneath the surface.

Include:

• Feelings (fear, loneliness, hope).

• Actions (finding food, making shelter).

• Expectations (what he thought would happen next).

• Capture Ben Gunn’s voice with contractions, informal tone, and repetition.

So I did what I could. I gathered some sticks and made a tiny shelter. Not much—just enough to keep the dew off my head. Then I went out to find something to eat—roots, berries, whatever I could manage. I found a few, but they were tough and barely chewable.

All the while, I kept telling myself, ‘Tomorrow, something will change. A ship will come, or the others will find me.’ But day after day, nothing happened. That first night, I honestly thought I wouldn’t make it to morning. But I did. And I kept repeating to myself, over and over, ‘Hold on, Ben, hold on.’ And finally, the sun rose over the sea.” T/F: Strong imgery used, good!. However, Tadding smells, textures, or visuals of the night/sea could enrich the atmosphere.

groups of 4.

Roles:

• Jim

• Ben

• Sound-effects manager

• Director

Task: Write a 150-word script for Extract 3, ensuring:

• Stage directions included.

• Short sentences, questions, and exclamations used.

• Each speaker’s name is clearly marked.

I got to work, though, I got to. Find some wood, maybe a berry or two. They ain't much, but they keep the stomach from shouting at you. And then the shelter. Pile some leaves, big ones. Not much, but it's a home. A home for me.

I thought… I thought someone would come back for me right quick. Any minute. Tomorrow, sure. And I'd be ready. I'd have a fire, a good fire, and some food, and I'd be all right. I'd be ready for 'em. But they didn't come, did they? No. They didn't come. Just me and the quiet. The loud quiet. And the ghosts. Always the ghosts. But I had to hold on. Had to. I had hope, see? A little bit of hope. It's all you got out here. Just a little bit of hope.

The reflection speaks broadly about learning, but including one or two concrete examples (e.g., a particular discussion with teammates, a fact or case study that was eye-opening) would strengthen it.

The next part of our project was “Making a database” mostly no one including knew what to do so we just made our own tabs and used Wikipedia or ChatGPT to get the data, but then later when one team presented we got to know that we were supposed to make our own research question and find an article or a specific website to research on our question and put it in our Document Tabs, then put the resource in a Digital Library which we made later on. 

When we made our databases we got our next task which was “Subject Integration" where we had to relate each subject to our project. In Maths we conducted a survey and gave it to various people with different professions to find out how many people know what about Intellectually disabled people and Special Olympics. In English we did not know what to do so we asked ma’am about it and she said the Individual reflection and your Group reflection is your english integration which you are currently reading. In Science we asked our science facilitator what we can do and she told us to research on the question “How play or sports helps in the development of brain or reflexes in intellectually disabled learners”. In Global Perspectives we researched on the research question locally, internationally, globally. In Computational thinking we made a blog/website made on the website Site123 which was introduced by our friend Nirvair Sharma from 7MC. In Second language we wrote a slogan on play in english and translated it into the second languages we each have. 

Our Action plan making was the easiest of all, we included the survey and the website making in the action plan also, but we still wanted to make another action just in case the subject integration is not considered an action. We thought a lot and we came up with an idea of interviewing someone and we had just the right person to be the interviewer. Next we made questions to ask the person who we were going to interview. 

As usual, at the last moment exactly before writing this reflection I remembered that we are also supposed to make a tab for the habits of mind we used while making this project. So I made a tab with my group and we listed down all the habits of mind and other skills we used in this entire project.

Lastly, we were left to do the reflection. No one really wanted to do it, but we had no option. When we started to do the group reflection we were clueless on what to write about though later we figured out. When I told my group members that the minimum words to be written is 600 they all freaked out including me. “600 words” was huge and we all were like no we’re not doing it, but we had to. Convincing everyone in the group to do it, was like the hardest part of being a leader this entire month. I was the first person to complete my individual reflection. When I completed my individual reflection even our group reflection wasn’t half way there.

In conclusion of my reflection, I would say the entire project taught us to collaborate, communicate, respect each other and of course laugh out loud. The project teaches us to be mindful of what we do and say and also to be calm in situations where things aren’t going as planned/expected.

Thank you

T/F: The reflection is very candid about the challenges faced (disagreements, lack of clarity, confusion about tasks, last-minute work). This honesty makes it authentic. Some sentences are long and informal. Breaking them into shorter sentences would make the reflection clearer and more professional. A lot of space is spent describing confusion and struggles; less space is given to what was learned or achieved. Adding more about successes and positive moments would balance the tone.

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Compound: The pools stretched out down the beach, and each one of them contained a reflection of the moon.

Complex: As she watched, the reflection of the moon began to recede and a light inside the pool grew brighter and began to rise through the shallows, shattering the moon into dozens of soft, jagged pieces.

Compound - Complex: When she looked back down at the tide pool, the surface of the water had settled and she could see the creature clearly.