Our Presentation on sources of knowledge is on Historycal Ruins

 Our Presentation on sources of knowledge is on Historical Ruins.
       Historical ruins provide a lot of knowledge about the country some times these historical ruins are not properly understood, or interpreted. There are some ruins about which there are no records.
     Stone henge of wales is one such ruin. Still people do not know what it could have been. Some people think it many have been associated with the worship of the sun.
   Stone henge is a popular decoration! Many computer users have the stone henge as a well paper.
  There is also the massive stone pillaron the banks of the river thames.This are known as cieopatra’s needle!
  The totem poles of the aborigines of a Africa can be seenin the British Museum. For along time the sinhala crown and throne were kept in Britain. they were returned when we got independence.
  We can get an idea of the arts and crafts of the time from these ruins.We can learn about a country too from these ruins. They are an interesting source of knowledge.

                         M.D.Harshani Pradeepika
                        Pradeepika6@gmail.com

BOOKS

                                                                  BOOKS
  We are here today to speak a few words  on the sources of knowledge. We have selected books. We have brought some pictures of books to. Books are tha most important source of knowledge. We have learnt many things from books. As little children, we loved to read fairy tales and other story books.
    Now we have read stories poeam, histories, reports  biographies, adventures, every things in books. We have learnt about our country, and other countries from books. We have read about things we have never seen or heard befor.
    Books give us not only knowledge, they give us entertainment too. The tales of the Arabian nights, tell us of strange adventures. They keep us awake with curiosity. Aesop’s fables tell us of folk tales of many lands.
The fairy tales delighted us in our childhood. Now we have the Harry Potter series. Some time back we had the Enid blyton stories.
    Each religion has its own books too. The Christians have the Bible, the Muslim have the quran, the Hindus have the Vedas, the Buddhists have the Dammapada. The Mahavamsa,is considered the oldest recode of history of our country.
    When we are free, we spend our time with books in the library. When we are ill, and in bed how would we spend our time if we didn’t have a story books? Books and knowledge are inseparable in our life.
                                                                    

                                                                         M.D Harshani Pradeepika
                                                                         Pradeepika6@gmail.com

DREAM POEAM

          DREAM POEM

In a corner of my bed room
       Grew a tree
       A happy tree
       My own tree

Its leaves were soft
      Like flash
And its  birds sang poems for methen
      Without warning two men

With understanding smiles and axes
Made out forget excuess
Came and chopped it down either yesterday

     Or the day before
 I think it was the day before.

MY SELF

      MY SELF
Hello,
           My name is Harshani Pradeepika. My Friends coll me Nilu. Ilive in Randola Junction. I’m a student. I’m eighteen years old. I’m a year 12 student at R/Damahana maha vidyalaya Balangoda. I have one brother and no sister. I’ll be sittings the A’ Level exam in the year 2009. I like to learn Sinhala because it’s an international langunge. My subjects are English Sinhala B.C and Political science. My hobby is Reading book, sing song, and watching television. My ambition isOpareting and loyar   
              

M.D. Harshani Pradeepika
Pradeepika6@gmail.com

FOR A RAINY DAY

                               FOR  A  RAINY  DAY                 FOR  A  RAINY  DAY
      Every year in February. My husband and I till the soil and prepare the land for our Cultivation. It’s hard work. But we work long hours everday My husband, like most, other. complains about hard work, but it has to be done and gets done.
       We plant the seeds with the first rains. weeds are pulled out and the cultivations looked after, we work long hours from morn to dusk. there never seems to be enough hands to help even with all the children helping.
        when harvest time comes we get busier, we pick the crop and I even help carry it to the market. The incomes is good and my husband does not complain.
        up to this time my husband had spend all the money we earned.
        but when the bank come to the village .I persuaded him to give me a share. This money. I deposisited  in my savings account and every year. Ireceived the interest on my own money.
         our children grew up and we found apartner for our daughter. But my husband did not have the means to settle her. and that’s where the Community bank helped us. The money I saved and multiplied and we could get our daughtermarried.
          Now our daughter is happily married and we have all become small investors in our Community bank.

M.D Harshani Pradeepika

pradeepika6@gmail.com
        
 

The rainy day

One day I went to my grand mother’s house. My mother wanted sent some oil cakes to grand mother. On the way suddenly rained very fast I didn’t keep umbrella. I got afraid. My hard beet fast. All envirment became dull. People ran very fast .I ran very fast too my grand mother’s house. On the way a tree fallen down its branches and leaves went to wind. Earth became mud. The birds were shouted because they afraid to rain. I was very cold. When I went to the grand mother’s house. I was very happy because. I saw grand mother, grand mother made not tea and Wedunk it’s with oil cakes. After that .I want to tge house back with my grand mother because. I got afraid.
                I remember that day like today.

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