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A. P. J. Abdul Kalam A.P. J. Abdul Kalam, in full pakir jainulabdeen Abdul Kalam, born October 15,1931, Rameswaram, India. died July 27,  2015,Shillong Indiapn Scientist and Politician who Played a leading role in the development of India .s missile and nuclear weapons programs. He was president of India from 2002 to 2007. Kalam earned a degree in aeronautical engineering from the Madras Institute of Technology and in 1958 joined the Defence Research and Development Organisation DRDO. He soon moved to the Indian Space Research Organisation. Where he was project director pf the SLV.lll, India.s first indigenously  designed and produced satellite launch vehicle. Rejoining DRDO in 1982, Kalam planned the program that produced a number of Successful missilles, which helped earned him the nickname;  Missile Man.

Badal and Moti  There was a boy called Badal. He lived with his mother in a village and they were very happy. One evening, when Badal was returinng from school, he was a puppy shivering in the cold. Badal brought him home. Can this puppy stay with us, Maa, asked Badal. Yes beta but only if you promise to take care of the puppy said his mother with a smile. Badal and his mother named the puppy Moti As days went by, Moti grew up and loved Badal. They became best friends. They ate and played together. Moti followed Badal wherever he went. They played their favourite games together.   

The Wonder of My Body My head is on top,  I think with my brain.  I have eyes to see,  I look around again.    My nose is small and fine,  I breathe in and out.  I have a mouth to eat,  I drink and shout,.    My hands are strong and true,  I use them every day.  I holy and grasp and play.  I Work in my own way,.     

  Miss polly Had A Dolly Miss polly had a dolly. Who was sick. sick. sick. So she called for the doctor. To be quick. quick. quick.    The doctor Came. With his bag and his hat,  And he knocked at the door  With a rat ,a, tar, tar.    He looked at the dolly  And he Shook his head.  And he said, Miss polly,  Put her Straight to bed.,    He Wrote Out a paper  For a pill, pill, pill.,  I, ll be back in the morning  With the bill, bill, bill.,               

  Miss polly Had A Dolly Miss polly had a dolly. Who was sick. sick. sick. So she called for the doctor. To be quick. quick. quick.    The doctor Came. With his bag and his hat,  And he knocked at the door  With a rat ,a, tar, tar.    He looked at the dolly  And he Shook his head.  And he said, Miss polly,  Put her Straight to bed.,    He Wrote Out a paper  For a pill, pill, pill.,  I, ll be back in the morning  With the bill, bill, bill.,               

Margie even wrote about it that night in her diary. on the page headed 17 May 2157, she wrote, "Today tommy found a real book!" It was a very old book. Margie,s grandfather  once said that when he was a little boy his grandfather told him that there was a time when all stories were printed on paper:they turned the pages, which were yellow  and crinkly ,and it was awfully funny to read words that stood still instead of moving the way they were supposed to_on a screen, you know. and then when they turned back to the page before, it had the same  words on it thet iy had had when they read it the first time,"gee,"said tommy ,"what a waste. when you, re through with the book, you just, throw it away, i guess. our television screen must  have had  a million  books  on it and it, s good for plenty more, i wouldn, t throw it away." "same with mine," said margie. she was eleven and hadn,t seen as many telebook as  tommy had he was thirteen.she said,"where did you find it? "in my hous ."he pointed without looking, because he was busy reading, "in the attic."          "what,s it about?"   "school."