Kamrul Sir

 Write an email to your friend about your village. To: ripa@gmail.com Subject: About my village My dear Ripa, Hope you are well. I am also well. I am giving a short description about my village.  My village is a big one. It is in Companigonj under Noakhali district. It is situated by the side of river. The natural scenery of the village is very charming. There is a high school, two primary schools and a market in our village. The villagers love one another. They live in peace. I am very proud of my village. No more today. More when we meet. Your loving friend. Mithila.

  To: towhid@gmail.com Subject: Invitation to spend summer vacation Dear Towhid, I am so much delighted to hear that you are fine. For many times we have the plan to spend a weekend together. But we are unable to do this. But right now, I'm inviting you to come to my village to spend this summer vacation with me. Yours ever,  Fuad

  Story :  Abu Ben Adhem and the angel There was A pious man named Abu Ben Adhem. He was very good and honest. He loved his fellow people very much. He always helped them in distress. One night Abu said his prayers and went to bed. He was sleeping in his room. His room was then quite dark. It was midnight. Suddenly there was a strange light in the room and Abu woke up and saw an angel writing something in a book of gold. First Abu got frightened. As he was pious, he picked up courage and said to the angel, ” What are you writing in your book?” The angel looked up and replied in a sweet tone, “I am writing the names of those who love mankind.” “Is mine one there?” asked Abu. “No, it's not there,” replied the angel. Then Abu said, “l pray then, “Write my name as I'm one of them.” The angel looked at Abu with a smiling face and wrote something. He saluted Abu and went away. The next night the angel came again. Abu’s room was again full of light and the angel was with a list of nam

  Quarrel Brings Losses Labiba is a student of class ten. One day in the afternoon she was gossiping with her friend beside a pond near her house. While gossiping she noticed that two small boys were quarrelling over trifling matter. She did not take it seriously thinking that their quarrel would come to an end soon. But they continued their quarrel. The reason of their dispute was a tennis ball. Abruptly, one boy threw the ball in the middle of the pond. The other boy became furious about it. He hit the boy on the nose. Suddenly, the bleeding started. Labiba tried to stop their fight. The condition of the injured boy was getting worse. On the otherhand, the other boy jumped into the pond to get back his tennis ball. The pond was deeper than he expected. Since he could not swim in deep water, he was drowned. Lina became perplexed. She picked up the boy from the pond with the help of people. Both boys became senseless. Labiba took them to a nearby hospital. She realized that quarreling