Opinions of others

Hi!! I decided to share something else that I wrote sometime ago, this time it is about the opinions of other people.

“The best way to avoid falling prey to the opinions of others is to realize that other people’s opinions are just that- opinions. Regardless of how great or terrible they think you are, that's only their opinion. Your true self worth comes from within.”- the tribe.

This is something that I only understood a few months ago. That other people’s opinions are just opinions. And they don’t matter. just because someone said something it doesn’t make that true. If someone says that my dress is ugly doesn't make it ugly. It's only their opinion that it is ugly.

When we first got the assignment, to write a ted talk, I thought for a long time about things that I wanted to improve about myself. But for some reason, nothing would come to me! I spent a long time thinking. Nothing comes to me. I go over fifteen ideas. Writing and re-writing. Nothing.

Its Sunday. Still nothing. I sit and stare at the computer until my eyes water. I try to think. Suddenly, something crossed my head. I realized why I could not think of anything. It was because I was scared about what people would say about me if I said too much. I was scared of their opinions about me. So in the end that's what I decide to write about. Because one of my flaws is caring too much about what other people think about me. Not being able to find my power, and being too self conscious about myself.

What is an opinion anyway? It is a view or judgment formed about something, not necessarily based on fact or knowledge. An opinion is not a fact. And it is hard not to care about what other people say about you! When someone says something about me, I immediately can not focus on anything else. The whole day I will keep thinking about what that person said about me and how I can change that. And even though other people’s views are important, they aren't even so important that you start obsessing over them, which is what I tend to do.

So I decided to keep track of every time I said something when someone said something I did not like. This way I can keep growing and remember everyday as I grow more. I will try and understand why people said this about me, and if I think that what they said is true, then I will change that about myself. Sometimes just listening to why a person said that can make you feel better and maybe even build a bond between you and that person. If I keep going on with this, soon I won’t be upset when someone has a bad opinion about me, and I can become a much better person. On the inside and the outside.

I have been trying not to care when other people tell me what they think about me. In the past few days when someone tells me their opinion about me I try to take it in without thinking too much about it and then trying to change myself. Last week, someone told me that they did not like me. Now, I would have felt really bad and gone home and cried and then try to change myself to please that person. But now, I would just not care. Because not everyone in the world has to like me! If someone doesn’t like me then it's a loss for them. I wouldn’t even be affected by it.

And through this, I realized is that your opinion, is not my reality. And it never will be.

Samtsrich

A few months ago, I wrote a paper on exotification! I felt like sharing it today so here we go-

Every Rebmeced, the creatures of the nacirema hold strange customs, and I, persons from Mars, am going to make observations about it.

When I first reached, I noticed that the creatures were putting out this huge green monster with spikes that could kill you, in each of their dwellings.

Everyday they present the green monster with some peculiar shaped hard things. If that is not presented to the green blob thou will be given a long colourful thing, which is worn on thou feet, filled with black asteroids which they had to stuff down a gaping hole in their brain.

Each dwelling is dirtied with thin strips of fragile colourful things, to please a Huge monster who howls HO-HO-HO everywhere it goes to tell the small creatures that it is coming to devour it. But for some reason the creatures of the Nacirema want to please it so that every Rebmeced 52dn it can leave small killing machines under each green blob for the creatures.

The creatures who are smaller in size, put strange things under the green monster for the huge monster to eat. These are, tiny helpless creatures who have been killed and baked in brown poison and covered in black dots on a white circular hard thing, and brown acid which burns through everything it touches in an acid proof container which if you touch is also poisonous. This i know from my own account, don’t ever touch anything these strange creatures own. It could kill you.

The smaller creatures also take these thin fragile white things which will break if you touch them and are made by killing the nature and also these thin poisonous yellow sticks which are as sharp as a knife on one side and have this jiggly soft pink stuff on the other. They drag the sticks across the white thing which leaves grey marks. I will take this to mars for future research. After the entire white thing is covered with grey marks, the creatures take the white thing and hang it on the green blob and go to asleep

In the night, the monster comes to the dwelling through a hole in the sky. Through this hole fire comes out. This shows that the monster is fire proof. That is a very dangerous thing indeed. The monster takes the white thing. And opens this giant round bubble and takes out some funny square things. He put these under the green blob, and flies outside the sky. Then he sits on this hard wierd thing and holds this thin strand of wires that connect to these four legged monsters with bones coming out of their brains and blood coming from their brains also.

In the sun time the creatures get up and come and sit near the green blob. They take the funny square shapes and take of the sticky stuff on it. Then they tear it apart like monsters. There are weird loud noises coming from the gaping holes in their brains as they discover what was inside.

In every box there was a killing machine so that they could kill themselves and other creatures. I peoples from mars could not understand why they are so joyous on such a  elbirroh  occasion.

Now if you could excuse me, I need to report to mars to tell my peoplets what surprising things I have found on earthland.  The people of the nacirema race are very strange indeed. I will report here again for future research, but for now,  eybdoog earthland!

Kindness

Hi guys! Sorry for such a late post, but some time ago I wrote something for my school about kindness and I wanted to share it with you guys.

People usually don't understand what it means when someone says ‘kindness saved my life.’ I mean how can kindness save your life? Is that even possible? Yes it is. Kindness is the reason that many of us overcome obstacles in our lives, including me.

A few yeas ago I was diagnosed with cancer. Now there are two ways you can see this. Bad, or terrible. My family and I decided to go with bad. Now I know that there is no way cancer can be seen as a good thing, but it can be seen as bad instead of horrible. Now the only reason that my family chose to see it as bad was because of all of our other friends and family that supported me to get better. We had so many people being kind to us and doing their best to make sure that I could get better and still have fun being a child.

I am not going to lie, cancer was hard. I got a lot of unwanted stares when I walked through the street. But my family and especially my mother helped me alot. She tried to make sure that I could do everything like any other child. She would take me to school and just sit with me in class which we couldn't do everyday, but we tried to go often. It is hard to have your child fall sick, but she still tried to make sure that for those few years I could do everything a healthy 6 year old can do.

There are lots of ways to be kind. One way that I know is by just being there are helping with everything. My mother's friend, we call her Navroop aunty, she would just come to the hospital, bring lots of art supplies and we would paint together. Sometimes she would paint my toenails and sometimes we would paint on canvases or just draw. She helped me by her just being there with a smile which made me smile even through the most painful days at the hospital.

Because of the people like my mother and Navroop Aunty  who gave me their kindness and compassion, I am here today. Without them I don't even know how my life would have been. I know that almost all the people that got cancer wish that they could get a do over, but if I could have a do over, I would do the exact same thing, cancer and all. Because having Cancer and seeing how people showed extreme kindness and compassion toward me is what made me who I am. It made me into the girl you see today.

“ Kindness is an act that the blind can see and the deaf can hear” once said Mark Twain. When you are kind to someone, it doesn't need to be visible. It should be felt by the other person, like they know that they are not alone and that you are there. Just praying or thinking about someone can also be kindness, you don’t need to throw a bag of gifts and toys at someone to be kind. The smallest things like just knowing that someone out there cares is also being kind. No act of kindness is too small.

Even though people all over the world are different, they all share one thing, which is kindness. All over the world we have the same understanding of kindness and that is one of the things that bring us together. So when I moved here from India, many things were different, but kindness was something which I found the same here and there. I also found that another kind of people all the world shares are intimidators or bullies. But I have found that they are just people who have not been given enough kindness in their lives, they have not felt what it feels like when someone is kind to you. So the only way to deal with a bully is to show them some kindness, so they can feel it and learn that there are also other ways to treat someone if you want a friend. Because I believe that everyone, including your aggressors, deserve kindness.

Tell me if you like it!

love,

Risa

more books!

Hey guys!
I have been reading a lot, and i thought maybe i should share some of my favourite with you.

 Number the Stars 10 and up 
by Lois Lowry
Its wartime in Copenhagen, The world it a scary place 
for 10 year old anniemarie. there are soldiers every where.

But it is even scarier for her jewish friend Ellen. When Ellen's life
is in danger, Annemarie must use all her courage to save her. 


The Misfits 10 and up
kate Darnton
 chloe Jones has to come to the last place she wanted to, Premium academy class five new Delhi,That changes when another strange new girl shows up. Lakshmi.Chloe and lakshmi soon realise that they have a lot in common.Together with a little help from Chloe's Mom,perfect sister and a street dog named kali, they discover that even a couple of misfits can change the world.

harry potter series 9 and up
when harry potter is whisked off away from his brutal aunt and uncle at number 4 privet drive, 
soon to discover that he is a wizard and has a place at hogwarts school of witch craft and wizardry! He has many fun exciting and scary encounters with his no. 1 enemy Voldemort through all his seven years at Hogwarts.

Now Nora wants to tell you some of her favourite books

Because of Mr.terrupt 8 and up
Rob Buyea  
its the start of fifth grade for seven children at snow  hill school  there is Jessica, Alexia, Peter, Luke, Danielle, Anna and jeffrey only there new teacher knows how to deal with them he makes the the classroom a fun and exiting place even though he doesn't let them get away with much but one snowy day at snow hill school every thing changes...

Charlie and the chocolate factory all ages
Roald Dahl
Charlie Bucket loves chocolate  and the worlds most wondrous chocolate  maker has opened the gates to his marvellous chocolate factory!! He has set out five golden tickets in chocolate bars  for five lucky children anywhere in the world!!! They will get to  go through the gates of Mr.willy wonka's marvellous chocolate factory and they will get to see the delicious surprises in there...

Adisini and the Ladybug

happy New year everyone! I really wanted to get this story published. If you guys have any suggestions please tell me.

It was a hot sunday morning. Adisini was going to the Lodhi Gardens for a story telling session, with her grandma sister and doll lydian.

Mrs.Zaza the storyteller was telling a story.they would even get to paint! during the story Adisini heard someone crying. she followed the voice and reached a flower.She looked into the flower and saw a beautiful ladybug.

"boo hoo hoo" cried the ladybug. "Why are you crying ladybug"? asked Adisini. "because you get to paint and have fun and I can only watch and do nothing!" cried the ladybug. "but don't cry you can help me paint and we an have fun together!" said Adisini.


So the ladybug sat comfortably behind adisini's ear and they listened to the story together.

then they painted a beautiful picture. the ladybug sitting on her finger and guiding it.

they even had a secret picnic! only lydian was allowed in it.
they hoped this day would never end. 

But like all days it ended. they were very sad. they promised each other that they would meet again and Adisini left the ladybug on a beautiful orange flower.

the next week Adisini came to the Lodhi Garden again. As she came in a beautiful ladybug came and sat on her nose...

Happy "CRACKER FREE" Diwali

Hi everybody! I'm back! Today I want to talk to you about this Diwali. Apart from having fun with crackers and all that stuff, have you ever thought, all this fun I'm having, where do these crackers come from? Who made them? Let me tell you. These crackers are made in cracker factories. but do you know who makes them? Children like me. Every year 1000 children are KILLED because of these factories.Would you ever in your entire life send your children to work in factories? Not just your children ANY children at all? I'm not saying don't follow you TRADITION because crackers were never a part of our tradition. Diwali is also known as the festival of light NOT the festival of KILLING, AIR POLLUTION AND NOISE? This Diwali for children and animals sake, please light a diya instead. Today I will tell you a short story that I wrote . It is about a boy named Amrit and how he has been sent to a factory to make crackers and there he dies at the age of 8.

Amrit was one of the million children working for PEANUTS in the cracker factory he sometimes wasn't even allowed bathroom breaks. Everyday he would burn his body and when he went home his mother would cry to see the state of him but what could they do she had no money at all.He knew  that he was going to die because no one,not even the manager, cared for the children. He knew the reason they did not use adults to do this job children have tiny fingers which can make mini things. Then at a fire he died but what did the cracker managers do? nothing. He was just 1 of the million others. Not just Amrit but thousands of other children die too.

I hope you save one child's life this year.

RISA

midnight monster

It was a dark nigh. Bloom lay restless in her bed thinking only about a glass of tangy juice.Finally she got  up and stepped inside the kitchen.She sniffed the air. there was an unusual smell in the air. It was a disgusting smell.Bloom covered her nose.Ewwww! she muttered under her breath.She started to follow it as she was a curious girl. The smell got stranger.She heard some spooky sounds.She followed the sounds and reached a table. there was nothing on top of it so she looked under it.


there it was staring right at her. For a moment she thought  she was DEAD!
when she was out of shock she saw that was a dark brown monster under the table! her mind flashed of images of the monster coming out and killing her.Then she heard it was whimpering and saw it was stuck. Though she was scared she was a kind girl.She called out,'come out  don't be scared'.Then she tried to pull it out.

When the monster came out it rose and looked scarier than ever.
lightning flashed thunder clashed. "MWHAHAHA" it cackled.

"you are a kind but foolish girl",it said

bloom felt herself falling into darkness . She opened her eyes. She was still on her bed and it was still night.

"What?? She said sleepily. "Oh it was just a nightmare!" she said waking up.

And she stepped into the kitchen as she still wanted a glass of sapid juice.

She stopped and sniffed the air, there was a disgusting smell and then she heard some spooky sounds AGAIN...

Authors - Maya, Kritam, Sarvika and Risa.

another poem!

hi today  I will tell you a poem I wrote about friends.

Friends

there is someone special in my life,

someone who always there for me,

a friend who's always by my side,

in my darkest times,

and when I am stuck in a poem she gives me loads of rymes

never did she turn her back,

never did she let me fall,

never did she say I cant do this,

never did she let me give up'

god really did some thing special,

when he blessed me with someone like you.

more poems!

hello I had to write a six verse on technology for my school comatition have not got the result yet but heres the poem


technology is so cool
its so magical, it makes you a fool
I scratch my head and think
it gets us things as fast as I blink


A phone is like a magic wand
I can call people or message the to
the can be in Gurgaon,New york or even a zoo
And it gives me music,games,pictures and videos to


i will tell you about the fridge
milk,eggs,cheese,fruits,vegetables and toast
butter,chicken,juice,chocolates,soups and cooked food
it keeps them all in a great mood



A computer is a magic box
wether my mums finding a recipe of a tart
or i am doing my own mindspark
in every situation it has a part


a car is a magic carriage
i reach to places even before i say THREE
its so much fun to see every thing pass by
only wish i could say to traffic bye bye




i wonder how it will be in future
maybe there will be flying care or even walking lifts
whatever happens one things for sure
there will be technology more and more!

hope you enjoed readind love risa

THE FUNNY SCENE

hello there, I am back I am just so happy to be able to write on my blog again. Lots of tests to take! I forgot to tell you I just reached class four!!!!!!!!

I wrote a poem called
THE FUNNY SCENE
and this is how it goes

I look out of my window,
to see what I can see,
what a big disaster,
is this really not a dream?,
sharks are flying,
monkeys too,
birds are swimming,
sheep are too,
trees are talking and they are walking,
I closed my eyes and rubbed them twice,
turned around and looked again,
and what I saw I was so scared,
my window was talking to me,
I looked at it for a few more minutes,
and finally I fainted
I think that really scared them away 'cos i never saw them again. 

the selfish little girl

there ones lived a girl named maya she was a very selfish girl. she had everything she wanted she even had a tiger skin mat! She never stopped asking for things! She always wanted more and more things !!! But her mother and father never stopped her because all they wanted was to keep her happy so day by day she became even more selfish than before. And when ever she went to her friends house she said such less stuff you have come to my house and see I have three televisions ,17dolls,1dog,2 fans, ,a dressing table, and a tiger skin mat! The girl was sad  she said i will not be your friend ;-( when she  went to school the next day she saw that tara had a sharp pencil for hindi and she dad a blunt pencil so she snached her pencil. Tara said it is okay we are friends but give it back after hindi. Maya  dint say anything at the end of the day tara asked maya for her pencil. maya did not give it back . maya said i put it on your desk tara knew that she was lying so she got angry and went to cry. maya dint care  so she went to her bus line .  anya was in front so maya pushed  her and went in front in the bus window she saw some poor children who had nothing at all not even a warm shall to wrap themselves in ;-( Then when she reached home from school she felt a little bad so the next day she gave  the pencil back to tara but tara said you keep it I don't want it.On the bus maya felt really bad she told  anya that i am sorry. anya said that is all right it is the thought that counts so maya learned her lesson . when maya went home she told her mother and father that I want to give away all the things that I do not need to children who need them her motor and father loved to hear what she said and they lived happily ever after

THE END!

Give that back!

Once there lived two best friends. They were such good friends they were like sisters. So everyone called them - "the sisters". Their names were Lanya and Kritica. One day Lanya asked Kritica to come to her house. Kritica said she wold love to go and play with Lanya. So off they went down to Lanya's house. But there was one problem  - there was only one doll in the house. They both wanted the same thing. So they started fighting over the doll. Lanya kept shouting - "Give that back!", "give that back!". But Kritica also did the same thing. At last, Kritica said "Take the doll, and we are not friends anymore". So they both turned their backs at each other.

The next day at school, all the children sat with their best friends, except for Lanya and Kritica. At snack time, all the best friends shared their tiffins but not Lanya and Kritica. At home time, everyone walked home together, but not Lanya and Kritica.

While Lanya was walking home alone, she saw three children playing together with one doll and having lots of fun. She missed playing with Kritica. She also realized that playing together is better than being alone. At the same time, while Kritica was walking home, she saw two children playing in the park together and she missed Lanya. Lanya and Kritica both felt sad.

Lanya went home and told her mother. Her mother told her that when her father and mother were little, they also fought and fought with their friends. But they always made up after some days by saying sorry to each other. Lanya thought and thought. She thought okay, I should say sorry because I think this was my fault. Kritica felt the same thing.

At school, the next day they both were very happy to see each other and when Lanya said "Sorry, it was my fault", Kritica said the same thing. In some time, they both were very good friends again. They still fought all the time, but now they knew how to make up too!

The Monster Under My Bed!

(I wrote this story in the summer holidays and illustrated it today)

One night Mimi had a strange feeling. She felt her bed moving. Mimi was scared. She had never seen a moving bed ( or worse felt a moving bed !)

She went inside the cover of her bed and had an idea. She thought it could be her brother dressed up in a monster costume for Halloween. He loved to scare Mimi. But she could hear howling.

She thought  "How could my brother howl like that? " I think I should get down and look under my bed.

But when she got of her bed she felt something slimy. Her feet began to get struck. Now she was shivering with fright. She shouted Help! Help! but who will hear her in the night. She started crying.The monster kept on getting closer and closer to her feet.

In sometime Mimi had another idea. Everyone knows if you add water to slime it melts and luckily next to Mini there was a bottle of water and Mimi also knew that monsters hate light so she switched on her night light and put water on the slime. The slime melted and the monster ran out of the window!

 

So now you know what to do when a monster comes under your bed!