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Any project-based learning can engage one in solving a
real-world problem or answering a complex question.
Here you get an opportunity to demonstrate your
knowledge and skills by creating a public product or
presentation for a real audience.
As a result, you develop deep content knowledge as well
as different life-skills like critical thinking, collaboration,
creativity, communication, leadership and so on. It can
give further power and value when you enjoy doing your
work. I am sure this ‘Making of a Newsletter’ project is to
keep the momentum going along the way by revisiting
your lesson.
As told before this project is to sum-up some of your best
activities and showcase your talent in front of a real
audience. So, prove yourselves. Good Luck!
I am truly honoured to have been selected as the Chief
Editor of this newsletter. Firstly, I would like to thank Jaya
ma’am for giving me and my classmates this opportunity to
showcase our talent and engage in some extracurriculars,
which helped us develop life skills. I am also proud to be
working with my classmates and the editorial team – Lyse,
Noor, Manogna and Benita, who helped me put this project
together. It would not have been possible without them.
I am delighted to present this newsletter – “Identity”, which
sums up some of our best activities and showcases our
talents. This newsletter is a compilation of our best works in
any form – visual art, diary entry, poster, poem, etc. which
gives a brief understanding in relation to the chapter “The
Last Lesson” and is also related to the theme of this
newsletter “Identity”.
I hope this newsletter gives a better understanding of the
chapter and the importance of language and identity and
makes us hold on to the values that we have learnt from this
chapter.
Jaya Majumder
Class Teacher: XII-H
Huda Akhlaq
Chief Editor
Sughra Fatima
“Vive La France!” is what he wrote With a piece of chalk on the black board At first he stood up tall Then he stopped leaning his head against the wall Without a word, he dismissed us all I knew we all wanted to laugh and cry He made his exit with not a sigh, I always thought I had more time to spare But now I see, I face despair I thought about how he spoke of French How it was beautiful logical and clear He said that we must guard it among ourselves And never forget in blood it dwells, As when people are enslaved, As long they hold fast to their language It is as if they had the key to their prison.
Lyse Gabrielle Pegado
Maryam Asad
Fathima Sabir
Mother Language-Our Identity
Never be ashamed of your native language
Say those beautiful
Phrases and words
Loud and proud.
Do not let anyone stop you from speaking
Let your voice be
Heard and recognized
Don't you dare let anybody make fun of your accent
Embrace the thickness
Don't ever lose grasp of it.
Hold on to your mother tongue
As tight as you can
Because this new country you now live in
Will do its very best to change your identity
And oppress your culture.
Your mother language is beautifully created
Angelina Sargan
Huda Akhlaq
Who am I?
Identity as explorer,
As an Eagle with a powerful spread,
Or as a sparrow, budding delicate, stirring tenderness in others.
Identity as a mother, as a single flame mark in the 4 am quiet, under a
done, encased in creativity and loneliness, identity as drink, poverty,
excessive cash flow or beauty beside the grave of the visibly mediocre
At the end
Who am I? Hessa Faisal
Sumiyya Rafique
🅸🅳🅴🅽🆃🅸🆃🆈 What do you hear when I say my name? Do you look for the ring of my religion or my birthplace? What do you see when you look at me? Is it the color of my skin or the status I hold? What makes me who I am? My background, kin, or my assets? When you ask for my name, you ask for my story. When you ignore it, I become another faceless member of the crowd. My thoughts are unique, and my experiences are worthy. My identity is far more than where I am from.
My true identity lies in what I want and where I am going. For my ambition is my identity, My beliefs are my identity, And my strength is my identity.
Abia Kakkat Ubaid
Mohammed Abdul
Wasay
Identity
an uncontrollable volcano
claiming the land of your chest
between your breasts
an exploding heart
anxious but rising with heat and fire
it’s so fierce inside you
but it’s so alive inside you
it’s so rampant with rapture
be fearless in the chaos
it is the divine warmth of passion
it is the wild beauty within you
Marisa Deji Pottananickal
Niranjan Rakesh Nair