{ "Calyx_5": [ { "English": [ { "chapter1": { "author": "", "chapter_title": "Our Wonderful Land", "type": "story", "content": "It is the first day of Class 5. The English period is about to begin. Lina, Jas, Sam, Maria, Ryan and others are waiting for their class teacher. Ryan is telling a story to his friends. In a land far away, lived a young prince named Ryan. He loved to watch movies and cartoons. He also loved to read, write and play with his friends. Most of all, the young prince loved to roam the beautiful mountains, rivers and lands that surrounded the kingdom. One day, the young prince was returning home after a short stay with Athai*. On the way, he was tired and sleepy. He looked around for a place to rest and saw a large mountain sitting quietly. Ryan greeted the mountain with a smile. Ryan said Hello, Mighty Mountain! Why are you so glum and silent? Mountain said I am sad because I am lonely. My tough mountainous form keeps everyone away. No one talks to me. Day in and day out, I sit here all by myself. Ryan said Do not be sad, Mountain. You are strong and powerful. You protect people from extreme heat and cold winds. I know what you can do! You can speak to people more often. Show them your friendly side. Then, you will not be so lonely anymore. Mountain said You are right! I will greet people with a smile and try to make new friends. After resting for a while, Ryan continued on his journey. By noon, he arrived at a desert. The blazing desert wind seemed unfriendly. Ryan wiped his face and greeted Desert with a smile Ryan said Hello, Desert! I have been travelling and I am thirsty. Would you help me find an oasis? Desert said My dear child, you are in the desert. You will not find any water here. The desert is hot and dusty. It gets very little rainfall. People are scared to come here. Ryan said I like you, Desert. You may be hot and dusty, but you teach people to adapt and survive. That is why only the strong-willed are able to stay with you. Desert said Thank you. You may not come across an oasis here, but if you stay on this path, you will find a river up north. Ryan continued on his journey. As promised by Desert, he found a river flowing through the valley. It was calm. The gurgling sound of the river made Ryan think that it was laughing. Teacher’s Note: Tell the students that Ryan calls his aunt ‘Athai’. Ryan continued on his journey. As promised by Desert, he found a river flowing through the valley. It was calm. The gurgling sound of the river made Ryan think that it was laughing. Ryan said Hello, River! You always cheer me up. I am thirsty and tired. May I have some water? River said Certainly. You are a good child. But there are many people who pollute and misuse my water. Ryan said Oh, I am sorry to hear that. You are a source of life. You are always on the move. That is why I admire you. I am sorry for our careless behaviour towards you. River said Thank you. You may rest here for as long as you want. That evening, when Ryan reached the palace, Mummy* and Appa** welcomed him with hugs. Mummy looked smart in her pink gown. Appa wore a bandana that added to his kingly charm. They asked him about his journey. Ryan said Mummy, I saw such wonderful things on my way home! Now I know what makes our land. Teacher’s Note: *Tell the students that Ryan calls his mother ‘Mummy’. **Tell the students that Ryan calls his father ‘Appa’. Ryan narrates his story to Mummy. Mummy praises him for his imagination and creativity. Ryan tells her about the different landforms he had learnt about in class. “Did you know that the Pacific Ocean is the largest ocean in the world? It is 63 million square miles!” Ryan exclaims. “Do you know how many zeros there are in 63 million?” Mummy asks Ryan. He expands the number according to the international place value system. “There are six zeros after 63 in 63 million,” says Ryan. “Good!” says Mummy and gives Ryan a pat on his back. While returning from Athai’s place, Ryan met Mighty Mountain. Mountain was sad and lonely. Ryan asked him to be more friendly with people. Next, Ryan met Desert who was hot and dry. Ryan reminded Desert how he taught people to adapt and survive. Further on his journey, Ryan met River. She was calm and beautiful. River complained that people pollute and misuse water. Ryan told River that she is a source of life. Ryan’s Mummy and Appa welcomed him with hugs when he reached home. He told them all about the wonderful things he saw on the way. Ryan’s journey taught him what makes our land. When we visit various tourist sites, we should be mindful of the property. Do not scribble or scratch on walls. If you see someone else doing it, politely ask them to stop." } }, { "chapter1p": { "author": "R L Stevenson", "chapter_title": "From a Railway Carriage", "type": "poem", "content": "Faster than fairies, faster than witches, Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches; And charging along like troops in a battle, All through the meadows the horses and cattle: All of the sights of the hill and the plain Fly as thick as driving rain; And ever again, in the wink of an eye, Painted stations whistle by. Here is a child who clambers and scrambles, All by himself and gathering brambles; Here is a tramp who stands and gazes; And there is the green for stringing the daisies! Here is a cart run away in the road Lumping along with man and load; And here is a mill and there is a river: Each a glimpse and gone for ever!" } }, { "chapter2": { "author": " L. Frank Baum", "chapter_title": "The Cyclone", "type": "story", "content": "Ryan and Lina are talking. “What if we wake up one day to find out that the entire world has turned black and white?” exclaims Lina. Ryan laughs. “I have a story to tell you. It is in black and white!” He then tells Lina the story of ‘The Cyclone’ from the novel The Wonderful Wizard of Oz. Dorothy lived with Uncle Henry and Aunt Em. Their house was small and stood in a grassland somewhere in America. The house had four walls, a floor and a roof, which made one single room. The room had a trapdoor in the middle of the floor. Down a ladder, it led to a small hole dug in the ground. This was the family’s cyclone cellar. The family could hide here in case of a cyclone. Dorothy had a small black dog, Toto. He had long silky hair and small black eyes. Toto made Dorothy laugh. They played together all day long. Dorothy loved him dearly. That day, however, they were not playing. Uncle Henry sat upon the doorstep and looked anxiously at the sky. The sky was greyer than usual. Dorothy stood at the door with Toto in her arms and looked at the sky too. Aunt Em was busy washing the dishes. Suddenly, they heard a low wail of the wind coming from the far north. The long grass bowed in waves. Then came a sharp whistling in the air from the south. A storm was coming. Suddenly, Uncle Henry stood up. “There’s a cyclone coming, Em,” he called to his wife. Then he ran towards the sheds where the cows and horses were kept. Aunt Em dropped her work and ran towards the door. She knew a great danger was at hand. “Quick, Dorothy!” she screamed, “Run for the cellar!” Toto jumped out of Dorothy’s arms and hid under the bed. Aunt Em, frightened, opened the trapdoor and climbed down the ladder. Dorothy caught Toto and started to follow her aunt. When she was halfway across the room, there came a great shriek from the wind. The house shook so hard that she lost her footing. Then a strange thing happened. The house whirled around two or three times. It rose slowly through the air. Dorothy felt as if she was going up in a balloon. The north and south winds met where the house stood. They made the house the centre of the cyclone. The great pressure of the wind raised the house higher and higher. It was now at the very top of the cyclone. The house was carried miles and miles away as easily as a feather. It was very dark, and the wind howled horribly. But Dorothy was at ease. After the first few whirls, she felt as if she was being rocked gently, like a baby in a cradle. Toto did not like it. He ran about the room barking loudly. Dorothy sat still on the floor and waited to see what would happen. At one point, Toto got too close to the edge of the trapdoor and fell out. At first, Dorothy thought she had lost him. Just then, she saw one of Toto’s ears sticking out. The air was keeping him up. She crept to the hole and caught Toto and dragged him back inside. She closed the trapdoor so that no more accidents could happen. Hour after hour passed away and slowly Dorothy got over her fright. The wind made loud noises around her. Dorothy wondered if she would get hurt when the house would fall again. But as time went by, nothing terrible happened. She stopped worrying. At last, Dorothy crawled to her bed and lay down upon it. Toto followed and lay down beside her. Though the house swayed and the wind wailed, Dorothy closed her eyes and fell asleep. Later that evening, Ryan tells Athai about the story. “It is an old story,” he says, “Older than the old buildings.” He asks Athai, “How do buildings get old, Athai? What are they made of?” “Buildings are made of different materials, depending upon the climate of that area. For example, in warmer areas, they are made of bricks and cement. The buildings get old with time. Sometimes, extreme climate can also cause damage to them,” Athai replied.Dorothy lived with Uncle Henry and Aunt Em. Dorothy had a dog, Toto. One day, they heard the winds whistling. A cyclone was coming. Everyone tried to hide in the cyclone cellar. But Dorothy and Toto couldn’t reach it. The house whirled around and reached the top of the cyclone. After the first few whirls, Dorothy felt as if she was being rocked gently, like a baby in a cradle. However, Toto ran about. Dorothy saved Toto by catching him and pulling him back inside. Dorothy stopped worrying when she realised nothing terrible had happened. Dorothy and Toto went to bed." } } ] } ] }