Trees are our best friends
August 24, 2014 by admin_kids
Subject: Fifteen sentence Essay/Speech on ‘Trees are our best friends’
Target Age Group: 6 to 10 Years
Total sentences: 17
Contributed By: Shraddha, class 2, The Hindu School Adayar, Chennai
Trees are one of the best things that mother earth has provided us. Trees give us many things. For example, trees provide us shade. Flowers give us good smell. Some climbers give us fruits. Trees like neem are medicinal trees. Butterfly loves to suck nectar from flowers. Birds make their nests on trees. The chirping of the birds in the morning is sweet to the ear. Monkeys love to jump around the trees. We play under a big mango tree. When we are hungry, one of us climbs the mango tree and plucks the sweet mangoes. When we are very tired we even sleep under the shade of this tree. It is the chirping of the birds that wakes us up. Cool breeze soothes our mind when we are sad. We study together sitting under the shade of the mango tree. Trees are indeed a gift from God. It is our duty to protect them.
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Each morning, colorful boxes of panel-buildings greet me when I look out my window. My row of boxes greets them back, though not so cheerfully since the tenants can’t seem to agree to renovate them, and our row has remained a washed out green.
Lights are being turned off as the sun rises, cutting diagonally across the row of apartments, like a toy Jedi sword cutting up cardboard doll houses. So many life stories behind each of those windows.
At 7 am, the courtyard in the center is empty, save for a dog who walks his owner regularly at that time (in crisp morning air I always hear the owner ordering his dog to slow down, to wait for him, and the dog invariably does the exact opposite).
An hour later, I can hear heels clicking, people going to work, and the smell of toast, bacon, eggs wafts up from nearby apartments.
By 10 am the little kindergarten monsters are let loose into the courtyard, making enough noise to wake up the sleepy heads.
By 8 pm in the summer, the sun settles down to the left of my window, creating stunning sunsets. The courtyard is more quiet, people are relaxed, clinking of cutlery can be heard through open windows. On game nights (hockey, football) I know who’s winning simply by listening to the shouts of fans at the local sports pub, and on weekends, when the fireworks go off in the distance, by the municipal hall, someone’s gotten married, graduated, or just decided to have a blast. By midnight or so, the lights gradually go out, and the little box-town of a hundred life stories goes to sleep.Dana