An emotional response to a favourite beauty spot at the end of summer.

Diary three.

It’s not quite autumn, the last bit of summer to be enjoyed.

There are treasures of the heart that are simply unaccountable to some.

With September starts the fall season. It is also called the autumn or the Indian summer in North America. That is why you have colours like red, purple, yellow and blue which symbolize the fall season. The word fall tells about the leaves that fall of the trees and you have to make sure you do not slip on them otherwise you can break your leg and this happens often at ski which is done during the winter season.

THe Picture is Taken in baltimore at the LIving CLassrooms Foundation.

Original poem by M.F. VanDeburgh.

Labour day is September 06 all over the world. It is celebrated to commemorate the hard work of all the citizens of the world. It reminds us of the beginnings of the twentieth century when a child is saved by his grandmother in the film of the Potemkin Battleship.

All too soon, Dear September is here after eight long months of wait. Letter to my September, You are most welcome, leading the ‘ber’ delegation of months.

A pair of blue jeans, a pair of basket shoes, a red tee shirt, school bag is all that a student needs to start his journey. A student sees an ideal society for which he wants to solve problems. A student is able to listen his inner voice and those that want to assist him in this long journey which can lead him to more wealth.