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Apr 13, 2018

Essay on Autobiography of a Rose Flower

"My little rose, when problems come our way, it makes us better." My mother Earth always said this to me when I was a little plant.

This is because I always wondered and asked her questions. "Why is my stem body full of thorns? Why do they prick me all the time? I don't see them on my friends. Jasmine, Sunflower and Lily are all free of thorns. Why can't I be like them?"

Hearing my questions my mother used to always smile and answer. She used to say, "My little rose, you are a natural beauty. You do have thorns on you but they are here to help you. They will make you grow into a beautiful flower. It will also make you stronger. So it's okay to be different. You will get to see what I mean one day." I didn't understand what she said but her loving voice always made me happy.

Essay on Autobiography of a Rose Flower

I grew up in a big garden. There were many plants here, and I loved being with them. As a little bud, I was very playful. My favourite time was when the dew dropped on us early mornings. Then the sun's light shined upon us all. During the day, an old man with kind eyes used to give us water. He was so gentle with us and took care of the entire garden. Every evening the wind blew and played with us. We would all then sway and dance together.

There were children who also came to play in the garden. Seeing them run around, I wished to one day grow up and move around. So one day I asked my mother. I said, "Maa when I grow up to be a flower, will I ever get to move? My mother replied, "My dear rosy rose, nature has given you a gift, a talent. One day this gift in you will take you places." I listened carefully and decided to wait.

One day my petals spread wide open and a beautiful fragrance came through me. I bloomed into a rose flower. The gardener was so happy to see me. He took a deep breath appreciating my rosy scent. With my scent, I could now move around. I thanked nature for this gift.

Now as a rose flower, people love to come close to me. The thorns in my body do not bother them. When they take in my scent, they become happy. This makes me happy too. Be it the gardener, the owner or children, all are equal for me. I will continue to share my gift, this rosy fragrance every moment where ever I am present.

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Apr 6, 2018

Essay on Autobiography of a Cricket Bat for Class 6

I am a wooden material and I am popular for my brown colour. I am very close to the hands of player. Can you guess me who I am. I am your most important demand of childhood. I am a cricket bat.

I was in a toy shop for long time. Many children came to that shop. Many of them touched me and also hold me but due to my high cost, they used to leave me. I was getting bore in the shop. I was much excited to get someone's friendship, who can take me out from this shop. I did not want to lie in this boring shop anymore.

One day a handsome boy named Sunil came to the shop. He straight came to me and asked to the shopkeeper that he wanted me. The shopkeeper told to see more bats of the shop. But Sunil did not listen him and asked my price. In one take he paid my price and took me out of that jail. I felt much happy to breath fresh air of outside world.

Essay on autobiography of a Cricket Bat

My life have changed. I used to travel a new place almost in every week to play cricket. One after another Sunil achieved success of playing cricket with me. He scored high with me and fall in love with me. He always cared about me. Sunil loved me very much. Do you know why he loves me very much. Because when ever he played with me his team always won. He declared me as his lucky bat

life was full of joy and happiness. Once upon a time he had a match after three days. He was practicing day and night. I was very much tired for these days. Ultimately Sunil became very much tired and I got my breath back. Sunil used to keep me very clean. He was a hard working boy. When ever he comes home, he used to wash me with detergent. Again I started to shine. After the exercise of bathing I used to get deep sleep.

The day of the match came to my life. It was very important day for me because he challenged the opposite team. Due to these type of behaviour of Sunil I was in fear of bad happening that had never happened in my life. I had a great past experience with Sunil. But this time I was not comfortable with the situation that created an unwanted pressure on my mind. I was in fear of losing happier lifestyle with Sunil. It is because I had no experience of failure.

My fear turned into reality and this time Sunil lost the match. He became very much angry with me. He returned home and broke into two pieces. He never thought of my past performance. He did not thing that failure and success is a part of life. I died but prayed to God Had Sunil knew the fact of life. Winning and losing is not much important than friendship and feelings of others. Hope I will meet Sunil in next life and wish to fulfill his wish of winning. I always want Sunil to be happy.

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