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A campus tour

This briefing about the manifestation of Mother Nature at Ewart, cannot be experienced by these meagre words put on paper. It is a wonder, that every student ponders over and continues pondering over it even after he/she leaves this school as a friend of the environment.

Nature cannot be grouped into gardens or fields in our school. We see it everywhere; we feel it; we enjoy its sweet fragrance everytime. Let us go on a small expedition into the biosphere of Ewart.

Outside the school zone, it is the same picture; dust and smoke, the roar of engines of impatient vehicles, honking ....

But an unusual contrast welcomes us with the gulmohar and bougainvillas, ushering us into the zone of silent beauty.

These lovely bowers cannot escape the attraction of the most ignorant of nature.

Then comes the small garden; small and pretty enough for the babies in the kindergarten. It is filled with the smiles of crotons, daisies, ferns, hibiscus and other colourful varieties meant for the children. Inexplicable is the joy of these bushes; greater is the joy of watching the preschool babies touch and admire them. Now we come to the heart of our school which I call so, not just because of its location, but because of its importance in our daily activities. This is the grand garden which is the quencher of all science thirsty buffs. Apart from the trees and plants, the other unique feature of this garden, that makes us wait and watch is the small lake and the turkey and geese drinking water in it. Wait! Could we really have lakes, turkeys and geese in a school? The answer is in the affirmative. In our school we even have two peahens, hens and ducks which are pretty and well behaved in every way except that when they run in between our legs we consider to be them rude.

To the right of this garden, is a pathway, also lined with huge banyans andthe tamarinds and to the left is the office building. Before we leave this area I would like to point out to you the two most rare trees which no school could easily possess - two cycas trees, a male and a female.

There we see the playground. Then is this the end of our journey? No. We see only a part of the playground. Behold the other part filled with tamarind and bougainvilla trees - many an athlete has rested in their shade and enjoyed their sweet scent during the most weary of days. By the end of our expedition I think you would have realised the truth behind Keat's words. Every Ewartian awaits the morrow with sweet dreams and we bind ourselves to nature in spite of the dust and smoke, the roar of impatient vehicles, honking ...

To preserve this environment, we have campus cleaning sessions, everyday. We are proud of our beautiful school. "A thing of beauty is a joy forever. Ewart will remain a joy for all generations to come we can never forget.

"The endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring into us from the heaven's brink".

SHUBHAKARA L, X

CSI EWART MATRIC H S SCHOOL, Chennai

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