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Poetry recitation from the neighboring house
Reciter: * * *
Name of the song: Next door
Poet: Kanchan Mahit
The house next door
My mom wasn't home today, she wasn't cooking.
As they played, I could hear them crying.
They didn't eat all day, they starved to death.
There's no food at home.
We're busy, we're busy,
Don't give me food today. What we can learn from this poem is that we should all take care of the people around us, what they are eating or not eating, instead of just thinking about ourselves or not being good at eating. It is our responsibility as neighbours.
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By TH HridoyReciter: * * *
Name of the song: Next door
Poet: Kanchan Mahit
The house next door
My mom wasn't home today, she wasn't cooking.
As they played, I could hear them crying.
They didn't eat all day, they starved to death.
There's no food at home.
We're busy, we're busy,
Don't give me food today. What we can learn from this poem is that we should all take care of the people around us, what they are eating or not eating, instead of just thinking about ourselves or not being good at eating. It is our responsibility as neighbours.