The cry of the people

Civilization is burning in the fire of gunpowder, 

Black clouds in the sky

Flying in the air. 

In the conflict of power, 

Demonic joy, 

A demonic breath across the chest of the earth. 

When I open my eyes, I see only 

War and war, 

Languageless silence, 

Angry with protest. 

Blood of innocent people is flowing, 

Dying on the way and at the pier by poisonous gunpowder. 

Humanity is cruel

No life’s pulse, 

Today, 

People’s cry is heard across the world

Author: Asadullo Habibullayev
Student of Kattakurgan State Pedagogical Institute

From the Author:
Through this story, I wanted to show not Salohiddin’s disability, but the weakness of his friends. Never forget that not every blow comes from an enemy — sometimes it comes from those we call friends.

BETRAYAL

Betrayal never comes from the enemy’s side.

There were ten minutes left until the end of the lesson. For some reason, the students were restless, all waiting impatiently for the bell to ring.

“Salohiddin, why are you moving so much? Is everything okay?”
“Sabina, be quiet! Whether I talk to you or not, you never understand decency.”
“Sit quietly, the teacher is speaking. Why don’t you understand?”
“Fine, whatever. Not everyone cares about you the way I do…”

“Sabina, let’s talk during the break.”
“Sanobar, the teacher will scold us. Everyone is moving around. Aren’t you going to stand up?”
“Alright, I won’t say anything.”

The bell rang. Sanjar, Abbos, and Ravshan ran outside, and Salohiddin followed them. As usual, Sabina curiously went after them.

“Boys, stop! We still have one more lesson. Don’t skip it! We have Uzbek language class. Sharofiddinova will report you to the principal. Salohiddin, stop!” Sabina called out.

But the boys quickly went to the computer room and started playing games. The four of them were always together, inseparable day and night. After school, they even stayed overnight at each other’s houses. They never stopped skipping lessons to go to the computer room. What united them was not only school, but also that computer room.

Doston aka knew about them and every day at 12:30 he would leave four computers free for them. They would always sit in their usual places.

Life continued this way. They were now in the eighth grade — the most mischievous and restless time of their lives. Perhaps they needed understanding and proper guidance. They came to school together. They were neighbors, and their parents knew each other well, which made them even closer.

One Monday, after three lessons, before the fourth began, Sanjar, Abbos, Ravshan, and Salohiddin quietly slipped away. Sabina tried to stop them but couldn’t. She then called their homeroom teacher, Gulsanam opa, and told her what had happened and where the computer room was.

Gulsanam teacher quickly found them, scolded them in front of everyone, called their parents, and made them write letters of explanation. The boys promised it would not happen again. The teacher did not forgive them easily. They returned home with their parents and received even more scolding there. Eventually, the issue seemed to settle.

Time passed. It was March. During a break, the four boys once again went to the computer room. Doston aka welcomed them.

But strangely, their usual seats were occupied. Jahongir and Otabek were sitting there, and Faridbek was in Salohiddin’s place.

“Get up, Farid! I said get up! Why are you sitting in my seat?”
“Why are you acting superior? Why are you shouting? Stop it!”

Everyone laughed. Salohiddin became furious and started insulting Faridbek with harsh words. A fight broke out for no real reason.

Doston aka said, “Go on, fight! Let’s see who is stronger, who will win!” The other boys joined in, encouraging them.

Unable to endure the humiliation, Salohiddin attacked Faridbek. Faridbek raised his hand in response. Doston aka stopped them and said, “Don’t fight here. The computers might break. Go outside and fight there.”

They went outside. The ground was hard, covered with stone and cement. The boys grabbed each other. Faridbek fell to the ground, and then his friends joined in. Instead of helping Salohiddin, Sanjar, Abbos, and Ravshan turned against him and began beating him together.

Salohiddin fell headfirst onto the cement ground. Instead of helping, Doston aka sat there recording the fight on his phone. The poor boy’s mouth and nose were bleeding. Eventually, the boys ran away in all directions.

Sadly, Salohiddin lay there unconscious for quite some time.

Later, two of his classmates, Hasan and Sardor, happened to pass by. Seeing him, they rushed to help. They lifted him, brought him to some water, washed his face and hands, and carried him back to school. Even there, he sat for a long time, unable to walk properly or even speak.

Instead of calling an ambulance immediately, the teachers were busy scolding him. They called his parents, who also shouted at him in anger.

Only after he had been lying there in a helpless state for a long time did they finally call an ambulance. He was taken to the hospital and stayed there for a few days.

Tragically, one of his arms and one of his legs no longer functioned, and his mouth became twisted. His parents took him to many doctors, but nothing helped.

He stopped talking even to his closest friends. His neighbors avoided looking at his face.

This young boy, at the most vibrant time of his life, became disabled…

Betrayal does not always come from enemies. Sometimes, it comes from friends.

RAMADAN

Like a lost camel, sad and weary,
I don’t understand how time is passing.
A mysterious cry roars within my heart—
The holy Ramadan is slipping away.

So many sins, countless and easy.
Saying “forgive me, God” is so simple.
Some are careless, some are joyful,
The holy Ramadan is slipping away.

One says, “Faith lives in my heart,”
Another walks the path of injustice.
Have we still not understood even now?
The holy Ramadan is slipping away.

Maqsudova Anora Alisherovna was born on November 2, 2010, in the village of Gazovot, Kushkupir district, Khorezm region. In 2017, she was admitted to School No. 30 in Kushkupir district.

In 2022, while studying in the 5th grade, her first poems were published in a collective anthology titled “The Praise of the Motherland in Hearts.” In 2023, during the 6th grade, her first personal poetry collection titled “A Little Heart’s Gift” was published. Later that same year, several of her poems were also included in the anthology “Hearts Passionate About Creativity.”

In 2023, she won honorable first places at both the district and regional stages of the “Creative Children” competition. That same year, with high results, she was admitted to the “Ogahiy” Creative School in Khiva city as a 7th-grade student.

In November 2023, several more of her poems were published in the collective anthology “Hearts Passionate About Creativity.”

In 2025, while in the 8th grade, her second personal poetry collection titled “Awakened Poems” was published. In addition, a number of her poems were also published in literary collections in Russia, Azerbaijan, and Turkey.

Currently, Anora is studying in the 9th grade at the Ogahiy Creative School.

After graduation many students take a year to travel. Some think that it would be more useful to work for a year. To what extent do you agree or disagree?

Namangan State Institute of Foreign Languages, 2nd-year student of Philology and Language Teaching (English).

Many students choose to travel for a year after graduation. Others believe that this time is better spent working. I think traveling can be useful too, but working gives more practical experience and important opportunities for the future. On the one hand, working for a year gives students real-life experience. On the job, they learn important skills such as responsibility, time management, and teamwork. In addition, by working, they can test their knowledge of their profession in practice. Another important aspect is that by working, students will also have the opportunity to save money, which will help them in their future plans.

On the other hand, traveling also broadens one’s worldview. By visiting different countries and cultures, young people gain new experiences and learn to be independent. This also greatly contributes to personal development. In conclusion, although traveling is also beneficial, I believe that working for a year is more beneficial. Because during this time, students can gain experience and create a solid foundation for their future careers.

INTEGRATING ECOTOURISM INTO PHYSICAL EDUCATION: INNOVATIVE APPROACHES FOR SUSTAINABLE DEVELOPMENT

Abduhalilova Sevdora Xayrulla qizi
Philology and Language Teaching English Language Major 25-26 group student

sevdoraabduhalilova880@gmail.com
Abstract

This article explores the innovative intersection of ecotourism and physical education (PE), proposing a shift from traditional gym-based activities to outdoor, environment-centered learning. As global trends emphasize sustainability, integrating ecological literacy with physical activity offers a dual benefit: improving student health and fostering environmental stewardship. The study examines methods such as plogging, orienteering, and eco-trekking, highlighting their physiological and psychological impacts. Practical frameworks for educators are provided to implement these strategies within the modern curriculum.

Keywords: Ecotourism, Physical Education, Sustainable Development, Plogging, Eco-pedagogy, Holistic Health.

Literature Review
The relationship between physical movement and nature has been a subject of increasing academic interest. Louv (2005) introduced the concept of “nature-deficit disorder,” arguing that the lack of outdoor activity contributes to various behavioral and health issues in youth. In my opinion, this underscores the urgent need for PE curricula to move beyond the physical boundaries of the school building.
Similarly, Higgins (2002) suggests that outdoor education provides a unique platform for experiential learning that traditional classrooms cannot replicate. This perspective is insightful as it suggests that physical exertion in natural settings enhances not only muscular strength but also cognitive adaptability. Furthermore, recent studies by Pretty et al. (2005) on “green exercise” demonstrate that physical activity in the presence of nature significantly reduces blood pressure and improves self-esteem compared to indoor exercise.
From a pedagogical perspective, the integration of ecotourism elements—such as navigation and environmental preservation—aligns with the principles of holistic education. Bunting (2006) emphasizes that the “adventure” aspect of outdoor PE fosters resilience and teamwork, essential traits for 21st-century learners.

Methodology
This study utilizes a qualitative synthesis of existing pedagogical models and a comparative analysis of traditional PE versus eco-integrated PE. The research explores the practical application of “Fijital” and “Green Fitness” concepts within a secondary education framework. Special focus is placed on the “Leave No Trace” ethical framework and its implementation during school-based trekking and orienteering sessions.

Discussion
The nature of physical education is evolving from purely athletic training to a more comprehensive lifestyle discipline. Our analysis shows that integrating ecotourism elements does more than just burn calories; it builds a bridge between personal health and the health of the planet.

Conclusion
Ecotourism and physical education are key building blocks for a sustainable future. When we move PE darslari (lessons) to natural settings, students develop a more profound connection with their environment. Our analysis shows that “Eco-Athletes”—those who train with an awareness of their surroundings—demonstrate higher levels of empathy and long-term health commitment. Modern education must embrace this shift to ensure that the next generation is not only physically fit but also environmentally conscious.

Reference:
Bunting, C. J. (2006). The Outdoor Education Classroom. Human Kinetics.
Higgins, P. (2002). Outdoor education as a method of teaching for environmental education. Journal of Outdoor and Environmental Education.
Louv, R. (2005). Last Child in the Woods: Saving Our Children from Nature-Deficit Disorder. Algonquin Books.
Pretty, J., et al. (2005). The mental and physical health outcomes of green exercise. International Journal of Environmental Health Research.
UNESCO. (2017). Education for Sustainable Development Goals: Learning Objectives.

Gaza

The skies were filled

with birds of steel.

Merciless leaders

with flying hatred,

sowing Hades

in cities and villages.

A stream of blood,

flowing,

for the treacherous

interests.

Empty eyes,

glow

with death.

Dreams are deserted.

Nests torn down.

The wailing is heart-rending

as the East touches

our small screens.

The fire of war.

The human race:

a curse upon creation.

At dusk,

terror lurks.

And yet—

A spark

is born timidly.

Humanity’s

resistance is defined by:

Poetry.

When it encounters horror,

it does not remain silent!

In the streets

it cries out,

a militant herald.

A thousand times

Don Quixotes,

rather than bear

complicity

and indifference!

And if we long

for the great book

of life,

having left our initials behind,

let us stand

by the defenseless,

like castles!

…..

IN THE TREE OF MY CHILDHOOD YEARS

Silently

it cast its shadow,

the ancient tree.

On its broad trunk,

children lost

in tales of magic.

It played hide-and-seek with us,

and its breath,

filled our nostrils.

On its branches,

dreams spread out,

and it—

it too

dreamed a thousand dreams with us.

It always listened,

but never betrayed

 our secrets.

Tight embraces and vows

buried in its roots.

To this tree…

To every tree…

Have we ever said thank you?

From Christina Margeti:

I was born in Athens in 1980, and from an early age interested in the relationship between culture and society. I’ve been writing as a hobby since I was a child. Writing has always been my most natural way of expressing myself and understanding the world, a constant inner need that has accompanied me at every stage of my life.

After high school, I pursued studies in the field of Information Technology, both in private and public vocational training programs, acquiring a solid technological foundation and analytical thinking skills. Later, I studied Greek Culture at the Hellenic Open University, successfully completing the History course, which deepened my interest in social and cultural structures.

Throughout my journey, I have combined work and education, adapting to the needs of each period, while maintaining my knowledge of English and German, which I always strive to refresh. At the same time, personal development and lifelong learning are fundamental elements of my journey and my goal.

I am the founder and owner of the sole proprietorship “Nea Themiskyra,” a vision that began in 2022. I financially support the publication of my book in collaboration with the publishing house AKAKIA, provide writing services, and distribute my book, as well as works by other authors, online.

I have actively participated in human rights campaigns and social initiatives in Athens. In the past, I was a member of the Rainbow Families. 

I recently added my name to the collective initiative “Her Voice – Women Writers Against Gender-Based Violence,” in support of women’s empowerment.

The inspiration for my first book, “IStis Politeies tis Gynaikas” was born in 2014, when I felt strongly that this story needed to be told and given form. In 2022, the work was printed and published for the first time in London by AKAKIA Publications. It was a small-format book with a limited print run. The second expanded edition was released in 2023 with a larger print run and in a larger format than the original. 

The third expanded edition of this book is being published this year, 2026.

In my free time, I engage in meditation, wellness, the study of social issues, and connecting with nature—I hold a second-degree Reiki certification.

Late Happiness

Dark fate knocked on the door twice in a single day: as Bayna momo laid her two beloved ones into the earth, it felt as though not only the sun of that day, but the sun of her entire life had set. The yard fell silent and desolate, the tandoor grew cold, and even the wooden platform by the door lay quiet, as if it too had lost its owner. Once, the sound of a man’s footsteps and her son’s cheerful laughter echoed through this yard. Now, Bayna momo was condemned to live among memories and restless loyalty.

People came and went, offering words of comfort, and then dispersed, each returning to their own concerns. Bayna momo was left alone, face to face with her solitude. At times, she would sit by the hearth, gazing far into the distance, as if waiting for someone from the past to return.

Zamon the horse keeper still walked about the village with pride. Not a trace of regret could be seen in his eyes. Yet in the hearts of the people, heavy words toward him were ripening; all the elderly women of the village cursed him silently from within. Before long, Zamon’s affairs began to fail: all his horses died in a single day, his trade collapsed, and his reputation fell to the ground. People turned away from him. It was as if an invisible curse followed him wherever he went.

One day, Bayna momo went to the market. There, she noticed a young man working as a cart driver. There was a calmness in his face, mixed with a quiet sorrow.

“Thank you, my child,” she said involuntarily.

“Your voice… your gentle voice and your words reminded me of my mother…” he replied, his eyes filling with tears.

From that day on, the yard came back to life. Tea would boil on the platform, the smell of fresh bread would rise from the tandoor, and in the evenings, the quiet conversations of two souls would fill the courtyard. Bayna momo straightened her back, and light returned to her eyes. She no longer thought of the past, but began to think of tomorrow.

The wind blew again. But this time, it was not destructive—it was a warm breeze circling the yard.

Bayna momo finally understood: a human life is made of trials. Some fall while standing against the wind, while others rise again after it passes. Meaning had returned to her life—the happiness of being a mother once more.

Saparboyeva Laylo Xajibay qizi (born in 2010) is a student of the Ogahiy School of Creativity and a young writer.

She began her creative journey in primary school by writing poetry. After a certain break, she returned to literature and is currently working in the field of prose. Her dedication piece titled “I live in Your Heart” was published in the newspaper “Xiva Tongi”.

Laylo actively participates in scientific and practical conferences, where she expresses her ideas and perspectives on literature and creative thinking. In addition, she writes short stories and fanfiction, which she shares on online platforms.

Her works mainly focus on human emotions, inner experiences, and observations of life. In the future, she aims to further develop her creative potential and become an internationally recognized writer.