<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Your Pages on Pitara Kids Network</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/categories/your-pages/</link><description>Recent content in Your Pages on Pitara Kids Network</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2026 21:46:31 +0530</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.pitara.com/categories/your-pages/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>My Trip to Nainital</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/my-trip-to-nainital/</link><pubDate>Mon, 25 May 1998 23:16:50 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/my-trip-to-nainital/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Satyanshu Mohan is student St. Joseph&amp;rsquo;s Intermediate College at Allahabad and is studying in class four. Here he recounts his trip to Nainital with his family.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nainital is a beautiful hill station in Himalayas. My father is very fond of Nainital. This year we went just after Deepawali to Nainital on a short trip. There is no direct suitable connection by train to Nainital from Allahabad so we first went to Rampur and then from there we took a train to Kathgodam.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>What Freedom means to me...</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/what-freedom-means-to-me/</link><pubDate>Mon, 03 May 1999 15:30:18 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/what-freedom-means-to-me/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freedom means many things to many people. When we spoke to some children in the age group of 8 to 14, we were amazed to learn the different meanings they gave to that one word &amp;lsquo;freedom&amp;rsquo;. Here they put their ideas exactly the way their thoughts arose in their minds&amp;hellip;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Radhika Jain (8 years)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t have to study.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Being able to watch my favourite channel Star Plus, Cartoon Network whenever I like.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Cycling in the morning instead of going to school.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Durga Puja in Calcutta</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/durga-puja-in-calcutta/</link><pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 1996 09:53:31 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/durga-puja-in-calcutta/</guid><description>&lt;figure class="w-64"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Durga Puja is the biggest festival in Bengal. We celebrate this puja very nicely in our city. We look forward to Durga Puja every year It is a joyous occasion for all of us. In Calcutta, Durga Puja is a wonderful celebration. Being vacation time, we enjoy ourselves very much.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Durga Puja usually lasts for five days. It begins with &amp;lsquo;Shashti&amp;rsquo; and ends with &amp;ldquo;Dashami&amp;rdquo;. In our locality, we decorate the &amp;lsquo;pandal&amp;rsquo; (tent) very nicely . The Honourable Minister of Transport comes for the inauguration of the Puja to our locality . Every year I go with my parents and my sister to visit the pandal and worship the image of the Goddess Durga.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Fish and the Dinosaur</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-fish-and-the-dinosaur/</link><pubDate>Fri, 29 Jan 1999 17:44:38 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-fish-and-the-dinosaur/</guid><description>&lt;figure class="w-64"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Once there was a pond in a jungle. In that pond there were 63 fish. One day a Dinosaur came to the pond. In one day it drank half of the water of the pond.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The fish were worried that the Dinosaur will drink the whole pond. The fish queen asked everyone that who would defeat the Dinosaur? One poor fish said, &amp;ldquo;I will defeat him&amp;rdquo;.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Clever Dog</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-clever-dog/</link><pubDate>Thu, 26 Feb 1998 00:44:01 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-clever-dog/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bandita Nath is a sixth class student of Delhi Public School. She loves to draw and write.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time, there was a rich moneylender in a village. His name was Seth Karam Chand. One day, a kind and a generous man named Sunder Singh came to Seth Karam Chand to take a loan. He took five hundred rupees loam from Seth Karam Chand.&lt;/p&gt;





	
	
	
	
	
	

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&lt;p&gt;After a few months, Seth Karam Chand came to Sunder Singh&amp;rsquo;s house to colelct his debt. But poor Sunder Singh couldn&amp;rsquo;t pay back his debt.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>My Ambition</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/my-ambition/</link><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 1998 08:03:09 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/my-ambition/</guid><description>&lt;figure class="w-64"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rishika Das Roy, who is from Kolkata, seems to be very determined about what she wants to become when she grows up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I wonder what I would like to be when I grow up. I think of a different ambition every year. Since I turned eight, I would wonder what I really wanted to be. Would I be a teacher, a singer, a journalist or no, an astronaut.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Day the Jackal Fooled the King of Beasts</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-day-the-jackal-fooled-the-king-of-beasts/</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 1997 17:20:33 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-day-the-jackal-fooled-the-king-of-beasts/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;One day long ago, Jackal was trotting through a narrow and rocky pass when he came face to face with the Lion, who was coming from the opposite direction. Realising that he was too near to escape, Jackal was afraid, for he had played many tricks on the Lion in the past, and now Lion might take the opportunity to get his revenge.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In a flash, he thought of a plan. He cowered down on the cliff path, looked above him, and cried, &amp;ldquo;Help!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Spiderman and Spidermamman</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/spiderman-and-spidermamman/</link><pubDate>Sat, 24 Apr 1999 20:53:51 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/spiderman-and-spidermamman/</guid><description>&lt;figure class="w-64"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;One day when Peter was going he saw a new Spiderman. It was a bad Spiderman. Peter ran home and came out, black Spiderman.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He said, &amp;ldquo;Who are you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The new spider man said, &amp;ldquo;My name is Spidermamman. My short form is SMM and I destroy the city.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Spiderman said, &amp;ldquo;I will destroy you SMM.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;SMM tried to destroy Spiderman but something black black came and washed the fire and SMM got caught in that black black thing.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Stinky Caveman Who Never had a Girlfriend</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-stinky-caveman-who-never-had-a-girlfriend/</link><pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 1999 06:29:33 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-stinky-caveman-who-never-had-a-girlfriend/</guid><description>&lt;figure class="w-64"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;This is a story about a caveman who had never had a girlfriend in his life and you’ll find out why.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In a deep cave lived a terrifying, threatening, scary-looking ugly creature called Slobberpot. He ate everything he saw. If he saw a stone, he ate it. If he saw a person, he ate him. If he saw his friend, he ate him too. Slobberpot was the fattest, biggest and most enormous creature living. All he could say was &amp;lsquo;Boomba&amp;rsquo;.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Fox and the Goat</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-fox-and-the-goat-2/</link><pubDate>Sat, 17 May 1997 05:10:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-fox-and-the-goat-2/</guid><description>&lt;figure class="w-64"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;One day a fox fell into the well. He thought, how to get out. After some time a thirsty goat came. The goat asked whether the water is good? The fox got an idea for getting out. The fox said this is good water. You can come in. The foolish goat jumped into the well. The fox used the goat&amp;rsquo;s horns to climb and jumped out.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>How the Donkey Came To Be</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/how-the-donkey-came-to-be/</link><pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 1998 18:11:57 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/how-the-donkey-came-to-be/</guid><description>&lt;figure class="w-64"&gt;
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			How the Donkey Came To Be [Illustration by Anup Singh]
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&lt;p&gt;Long ago when the world was brand-new, the sun rose in the sky and brought the first day. Flowers jumped up and stared, astonished. Then from every side, from under leaves and from behind rocks, creatures began to appear. To begin with, all creatures were very alike – very different from what they are now.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Getting Bored – Read This</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/getting-bored-read-this/</link><pubDate>Sat, 08 May 1999 18:26:46 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/getting-bored-read-this/</guid><description>&lt;figure class="w-64"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pooja Desai studies in Class IX at Jasudben M L School in Mumbai. Here she writes for all those who are getting bored and have nothing to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If you have nothing to do at all, think what you would like to do, watch tv, drink water, go to see a movie, sleep, read or nothing of this sort.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Surprising Success</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/surprising-success/</link><pubDate>Tue, 28 Sep 1999 06:05:01 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/surprising-success/</guid><description>&lt;figure class="w-64"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I, John, a horse-trainer, still cannot make up my mind after a year whether one particular show was a failure or a success. I am tempted to say this, as the show from the point of view of skill, was a complete disaster but seemed like a tremendous success with our audience.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We, now a world famous circus called &amp;lsquo;Rocketeers&amp;rsquo;, were putting up our maiden performance. It was Friday the 13th, which is always supposed to be a day of bad omen. The Big Top was glittering with lights and the crowd was pouring in, expecting a spectacular performance. All the gimmicks were ready. The beginning of the show went off perfectly well. The clowns made the people hysterical with their funny jokes.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Elephants and Leopards</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/elephants-and-leopards/</link><pubDate>Sat, 20 Nov 1999 15:15:32 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/elephants-and-leopards/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;_Shatrunjay Hegde is eight years old. He is studying in the 4th standard in Valley School at Bangalore. _&lt;/p&gt;





	
	
	
	
	
	

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&lt;p&gt;We went to Bandipur National Park near Mysore for a three day jungle camp and safari. During this trip we went for many safaris. We went trekking in the jungle. We talked about elephants, tigers, leopards and many other animals. We went to the museum at Bandipur where we saw tiger jaws and elephant jaws and we also saw pictures of all the animals which are in the Bandipur National Park.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Samantha's Gymnastic Classes</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/samanthas-gymnastic-classes/</link><pubDate>Mon, 14 Jun 1999 18:34:03 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/samanthas-gymnastic-classes/</guid><description>&lt;figure class="w-64"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;One cold day, in the month of December, Samantha was in school. It was the English period and Samantha could hardly wait for the period to get over.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As soon as the bell rung, Samantha ran out of the class and went off to her locker. She put on her snowsuit, her boots and her woollen cap and went off to catch the bus. Once she got on the bus, she saw she was the first one. So she sat on the first seat and waited for the others.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>300 Years of the Khalsa Community</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/300-years-of-the-khalsa-community/</link><pubDate>Fri, 02 Feb 1996 14:20:07 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/300-years-of-the-khalsa-community/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;ldquo;I would like to share with you something great. Have you heard of Sikhs. They are also called Khalsa,&amp;rdquo; writes Amtoj Singh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hi friends,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I would like to share with you something great. Have you heard of Sikhs. They are also called Khalsa.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Khalsa community was created by Guru Gobind Singh to protect the rights of fellow human beings. On 13th April &amp;lsquo;99, the Khalsa community is celebrating 300 years of its existence. It is great event for all those who love equality of human beings. I would invite children to celebrate it by creating sense of equality all around.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Mystery of the Old Cemetery</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-mystery-of-the-old-cemetery/</link><pubDate>Thu, 18 Mar 1999 01:10:38 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-mystery-of-the-old-cemetery/</guid><description>&lt;figure class="w-64"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I wish father were here&amp;rdquo;. These were the last words of two children when they were mourning their father&amp;rsquo;s death in a cemetery. They died a few minutes later because of a fire. This is how it happened.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A burial ceremony was taking place close by and a man smoking a cigar dropped it onto the dry grass. Flames shot up in the air and all the people present at the burial escaped as they were aware of the fire. But the two young children were not so fortunate. They were caught unawares and both succumbed to the flames.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Keep Hope Alive</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/keep-hope-alive/</link><pubDate>Sun, 24 May 1998 14:28:16 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/keep-hope-alive/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First prize winner of Spin-A-Tale contest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was destiny that bound us. Jamie, the black kid whose mum worked for us and me, Kevin the kid, whose mother employed Jamie&amp;rsquo;s mum. When I saw him first he was just this skinny kid walking around with his head drooping down to his feet. I asked him if he went to school but I got no answer.&lt;/p&gt;





	
	
	
	
	
	

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&lt;p&gt;I assumed that he was just shy, so I went about my own work while he just sort of kept staring at anything. Later that night my parents started discussing Jamie over dinner and that&amp;rsquo;s when I came to know that Jamie was deaf&amp;hellip; I was really shocked and not because he was deaf because I have seen lots of disabled people but the horrifying manner in which he had lost the power to hear.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Great Barrier Reef</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-great-barrier-reef/</link><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 1998 04:20:42 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-great-barrier-reef/</guid><description>&lt;figure class="w-64"&gt;
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			The Great Barrier Reef [Illustration by Shinod A.P.]
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&lt;p&gt;The Great Barrier Reef, which lies off the coast of Australia, is the world&amp;rsquo;s largest coral reef. It stretches 2010 kilometres along the north-east coast of Australia. Many kinds of corals grow here. Some pink, some orange, some bright blue and some yellow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It is like a great underwater garden. Bright coloured fishes and plants live around the turquoise waters of the reef. The starfish are the reef&amp;rsquo;s most dangerous enemies and they cannot be destroyed.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Richer or Poorer?</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/richer-or-poorer/</link><pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 1998 00:18:12 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/richer-or-poorer/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second prize winner of Spin-A-Tale contest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hello! My name is John! I used to be rich but I became poor. Here&amp;rsquo;s the story.&lt;/p&gt;





	
	
	
	
	
	

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			Richer or Poorer? [Illustration by Shinod A.P.]
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&lt;p&gt;Mom and dad said they wanted to go to Africa to donate rupees 4.5 crores (1 million dollars.) So, we went there. Almost all the taxis were gone. We caught one taxi and went to a very poor village to stay there for five days and to feel how it is to be poor. In one day, I met a boy named Jillyoin.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Global Warming</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/global-warming/</link><pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 1997 19:44:43 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/global-warming/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Konish Biswas, a student of Standard VIII puts forth his views on a problem that is affecting the whole planet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nowadays as you know, there is a lot of pollution in the atmosphere. The level of carbon dioxide and other such gases (known as greenhouse gases) is rising. These gases trap the heat and do not let it escape from the atmosphere.&lt;/p&gt;





	

	

	
	
	
	
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&lt;p&gt;When the presence of these gases goes beyond a level, the temperature rises. This happened to planet Venus and today, it has deadly clouds of carbon dioxide. Its atmosphere is blazing hot.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Something Foolish</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/something-foolish/</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Jan 1997 02:27:14 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/something-foolish/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Numerous events have happened in my life but the one that tops the list of foolish events is the one that happened sometime ago, on a Saturday.&lt;/p&gt;





	
	
	
	
	
	

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&lt;p&gt;As it was a holiday, I was at home. My mother had to buy some articles from the nearby general store. She left after ensuring that I had locked the door properly and said that she would return within 15 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Tawara Toda</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/tawara-toda/</link><pubDate>Sat, 04 May 1996 14:35:19 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/tawara-toda/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;In Japan, in 365 AD, the Yamato Empire flourished, gaining strength and fame with each passing year. The emperor Nintoku was a fierce warrior well-known for his conquests.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In Nintoku’s army, there was a soldier named Tawara Toda. He was a poor and simple villager who was devoted to his land and emperor even though he was considered the joke of the army.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nintoku’s guards whipped him regularly, yet every night before sundown, in his prayers he would ask Lord Buddha to protect his emperor and keep his land from harm.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Best Day of the Term</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/best-day-of-the-term/</link><pubDate>Tue, 23 Feb 1999 22:10:21 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/best-day-of-the-term/</guid><description>&lt;figure class="w-64"&gt;
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			Best Day of the Term [Illustration by Navin Pangti]
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&lt;p&gt;As I sat down to work out a page of sums on the first school day of 2001, I couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but think of that lovely day, the best day of the term, just three weeks ago.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Surbhi, give me your number! Hey, Aradhana! Wait for me, will you? Seen the ice cream man?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Box Full of Chocolates</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/box-full-of-chocolates/</link><pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 1998 01:38:23 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/box-full-of-chocolates/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third prize winner of Spin-A-Tale contest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time there lived two friends Ramesh and Ganesh. Both were very close to one another. They were inseparable. One day Ramesh spotted a juicy chocolate bar in a shop.&lt;/p&gt;





	
	
	
	
	
	

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			Box Full of Chocolates [Illustration by Anup Singh]
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&lt;p&gt;He wanted it desperately. The very thought of it made his mouth water. As he was dreaming about the chocolate, came his close friend Ganesh. Ramesh, that day had a new writing pencil. Ganesh saw that Pencil and liked it very much. He asked Ramesh the cost of it.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Sister</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/sister/</link><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 1997 23:37:20 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/sister/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naman Saraf, a student of Standard IV, writes with feeling about what a sister means to him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;





	
	
	
	
	
	

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			Sister [Illustration by Anup Singh]
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&lt;p&gt;What should I say about sisters? Sisters are like best friends. Whenever we have a difficulty, after our parents we look to our sisters. Sometimes they scold us, sometimes they take tender care. We all love our sisters. I, too, love my sister. She always helps me in my difficulty. She is my best friend.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Girl who Loved Danger</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-girl-who-loved-danger/</link><pubDate>Thu, 01 May 1997 13:15:32 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-girl-who-loved-danger/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Once there was a lovely girl named Ginger. The one thing she loved the most was danger. There was only one reason she loved danger. She loved it because she had never faced any danger.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She was forbidden to go any farther then the garden. Her father would not allow it because one day her mother went beyond the garden to get her scarf that had blown away. She never returned. Ginger was also the daughter of the richest man in Teton, where she lived.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Rani</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/rani/</link><pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 1998 09:39:56 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/rani/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noopurmadhuri Tijare is studying in the sixth class at Mahila Samaj Primary School at Bhandara.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My fast friend in the class. .&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She is a very different kind of girl. She never dropped her first position in the class.&lt;/p&gt;





	
	
	
	
	
	

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			Rani [Illustration by Anup Singh]
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&lt;p&gt;Her general awareness is very good.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She is a good dancer and very good painter.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She always tries to help others. .&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A few days back we were shocked when she announced that she was going to put a stall in Anand Mela during the Sharda Utsav.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Children in Harmful Professions</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/children-in-harmful-professions/</link><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 1998 22:49:20 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/children-in-harmful-professions/</guid><description>&lt;figure class="w-64"&gt;
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			Children in Harmful Professions []
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&lt;p&gt;Today in our country, only 40 per cent of the total children go to school. What about the other 60 per cent of the children? What do they do? The answer would shock many. The bulk of our child population is employed in hazardous and menial jobs. We see them in hotels and &lt;em&gt;dhabas&lt;/em&gt; (roadside eateries) as waiters, working in factories and in houses as domestic help.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Final Verdict</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-final-verdict/</link><pubDate>Fri, 05 Mar 1999 15:42:11 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-final-verdict/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Khushboo Banka is a IX standard student of MB Girls High School, Calcutta. Here, she puts forth her views about Mother Earth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;





	
	
	
	
	
	

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&lt;p&gt;Beyond the horizon, stands Mother Nature waiting for the final verdict – her destruction. She is serving a life-term of millions of years and she is sentensed by her own children. Yes, us Humans.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A few million years ago, when Nature became the mother of thousands of living things, she had not thought that her own children will become her murderers. But how can her children forget that without her they would not survive either? If she dies, who will take care of them? Where will they go? How will they breathe? Will they try to change their destiny?&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Haunted House</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-haunted-house/</link><pubDate>Wed, 03 Jul 1996 15:01:59 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/the-haunted-house/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a contribution from one of our young pitara viewer Shilpa from Barbados. She is six years old.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;





	
	
	
	
	
	

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&lt;p&gt;One day when I was playing a game called dodge ball, our ball went on a hill way up high. When we reached the top, we saw an old house. It was very calm, so we went in to investigate.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When we went in, we saw old chairs and we also heard voices. We saw skulls and skeletons. It was really horrible. So we immediately got out of that house and never went to that house again. Did you ever see a house like that? If you have please write about your experience.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Your Pages for Kids</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/</link><pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2020 15:33:13 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/community/your-pages/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This section showcases kids’ creative efforts at drawing and painting, or writing poems, stories and articles. It is an open page that any child can send her/his contributions to.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>