Does any body know me as a classmate from IX-C std batch

hI i BELONG TO THE RED HOUSE (bose)..aLWAYS THE BEST.....

We now have a House entry in the profile. Go ahead and update yours on your profile.

I am from the 1994 batch...lovely site...excellent job done..thanks to whoever started this site...I will pass on the message to my froends who are in touch,,,,,

Lovely days..Wish some teachers were online as well..Wishg they could post some comments as well...Miss All the Teachers...Miss those lovely days....Miss you....MY School....

WISH YOU ALL MERRY CHRISTMAS

May d Choicest Blessings Of God
Fill Your Life With Peace, Joy &
Prosperity & Mercy . God Accept
Your Good Deeds, Forgive your
Sins and Ease The Suffering
Of All In your Life !
And your Family.

With Love & Regards

Asis 78

Dear Friends,
All of you are cordially invited for the thanksgiving mass on 20th December, 2009 at 5.00pm and thereafter for the felicitation program, followed by a get together and contributory dinner organised by the ex-students. The coupons for dinner are available in the association office as well as with secretary Monica Fernandes, the charges for the dinner coupon are Rs.100/- per head. Kindly accept this as an invitation and Do Come!

Hi Guys

After a long time i can see my School in front of my PC My school days were really a part of my life
which i think will never comes again.Specially
are staff of milagris they are really mind blowing.

I miss my friends i don't know how r they!! for the X' Milagris this web will help to connect their friends Thanks for those who create this
web

last n all i really miss my school....

Thanks & Regards

Asis 78

At The School Gate

By Paul Mc Cann

There is a weekday ritual to which I can relate .
The primary school at three o'clock ,
waiting at the gate .
The who's who and the what's new of our small community,
as children come out from school inhibitedly free .
They are looking for a face,
to be there it is great .
As all the Mums and Dads stand there ,
I join them at the gate .
I reach out with both my arms to greet my little son .
We walk to where the car is parked ,
before the buses come .
As it happens once again ,
school has finished for the day .

School Poems

The Miracle of The Beginning Reader
I wiggle and jiggle
And rock upon my chair.
I wiggle my loose tooth,
And I twirl a strand of hair.

I chew on several fingers
And I sometimes suck my thumb.
I tap the reading table
Like I'd play upon a drum.

I kick my foot with rhythm
Lose the place where I should look.
I rub my nose and clear my throat,
And sometimes drop my book.

I look outside the window
And I look down at the floor,
I pay very close attention
When someone's at the door.

I close my eyes and rest my head;
My teacher's heart must bleed.

मला पुन्हा एकदा तरी शाळेत जायचय.
धावत जाऊन माझ्या रोजच्या बाकावर बसायचय
रोज सकाळी खड्या आवाजात राष्ट्रगीत म्हाणायचाय
नव्या वहिचा वास घेत पहिल्या पानावर
छान अक्षरात आपल नाव लिहायचाय
मला पुन्हा एकदा तरी शाळेत जायचय.