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प्रश्न
Whose birthday party is it?
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उत्तर
It is Rahul’s birthday party.
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The drinking water is supplied by____________ lake to the city.
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Listen to the conversation and answer the following
How many varieties of dosa did the waiter say?
- seven
- two
- three
Listen to the sounds around you when you are on your way to school. Discuss with your friend the sounds that you heard. List them here
| Sounds you heard | Sounds your friend heard |
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Read and listen to these two poems with your partner and find out what are the things that the village child and the city child like.
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The Village Child My home is a house Near a wood I'd live in a street If I could! I do wish someone Lived near. There's no one to play with At all. The trees are so high And so tall: And I should be lonely For hours, Were it not for the birds And the flowers. |
The City Child I live in a city In a street; It is crowded with traffic And feet; There are buses and motors And trams. I wish there were meadows And lambs. The houses all wait In a row There is smoke everywhere That I go. I don't like the noises I hear I wish there were woods Very near. |
Listen to the poem and fill in the blanks with appropriate words and phrases. If required listen to the poem again.
The World Is Too Much with Us
The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers; Little we see in ______that is ours; We have given ______away, a sordid boon! This Sea that bares her bosom ______, ______that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like ______, For this, for everything, we are ______; It ______us not. Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising ______Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.





