Sunday, October 12, 2008

*my Young Teacher Comments

Rating: 2.9

Anika awakens the child in me,
I watch her, as she fetches her toys
And shows off with pride and glee
With her, I don’t have to act poised.
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Mamta Agarwal
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Ranjit Ravindran 19 October 2009

Lovely...grand daughter, grand mother & this poem. 'She hasn’t yet discovered fear.'.............. I wish she never does! Ranjit

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premji premji 23 October 2008

mamtaji, child is the father of man! innocence and serenity ah! flooding everywhere...

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Marilyn Lott 19 October 2008

We can learn so much from the fresh and open thoughts of a child. They are so honest and exciting. Great poem, Mamta! A '10! ' Warm Wishes, Marilyn

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Sarwar Chowdhury 15 October 2008

a fine composition indeed! joyfull......flow of verse.....chosen words I liked.......10++++

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Mark Nwagwu 15 October 2008

fantastic, Mamta; be a child and you'll always hear the sound of the rain on the roof and you'll enjoy the music of its beat

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Raj Nandy 14 October 2008

Our grand children are a source of enjoyment, fuilfilment, a reminder of our past; they have a new way of looking at things, creating happiness in our heart! They link our future with our past! 'Child is the father of man' - the continuity must last! - Raj Nandy

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