Award distribution of Bangadondhu creative talent search competition & National Education Week-2022 in Chaipainawabganj district at Green View High School Auditorium Abdullah Al Mamun District wise competition result for Bangadondhu creative talent search competition & National Education Week-2022 declared in May 2022 and its celebration of distributing certificates and crests has been organized today 7 September, 2022 at Green View High School Auditorium by district education office and the prizes and certificates were distributed by Duty Commissioner of Chapainawaganj District A K M Galiv Khan, Principal of Nawabganj Govt. College, Chapainawabganj, professor Sankar Kumar Kundu and District Education Officer Md. Abdur Rashid. In this competition there participated so many students, scout leaders, scout groups, secondary school teachers, secondary school head teachers, madrasha teachers, head teachers, college students, college teachers, principals etc. In Bangadondhu creative talent search competition Jadid Khan, a student of Harimohan Govt. High achieved the best certificate in Language and Literature. Tajin Binte Reja, a student of Nawabganj Govt. College was awarded the best for competition in Mathematics and Computer. In this way certificates were distributed with 300.00 taka to every competitor from every category and subject. Every year this National Education Week is held throughout the whole country and so many students and teachers are rewarded for their special performance in various sections. Those who can perform their best they can be rewarded as the national prize winners. Upazila is the beginning to reach the top of the honorable place. After winning the Upazila prize, in the district wise fight the best class teacher for secondary school is selected Md. Mahbubul Alam, Senior Teacher (English), Harimohan Government High School. Professor Sankar Kumar Kundu, principal of Nawabganj Government College is rewarded as the best principal at college level and this college is rewarded as the best college at this Sadar Upazila. In this way from so many categories students and teachers are given the certificates and crests to their respective performances. Students are to compete with various types of songs, recitations, writings etc. Every year this competition is arranged by our government and students can have their chance to attend the competition to express their creativity. Our government is trying to reach our country to the level of the richest ones like Singapore, Thailand, America. These creative personalities will work heart and soul and take our country materializing our dream of our aspired Sonar Bangla.
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Poetry from Kathleen Denizard
My Cultivated Garden I fell into a dream stepping across a path of fragrant jasmine and hibiscus And lay above a cushion of roses It was a curious time to indulge in the plantings of my garden Poppies embraced me in a frenzy of aromas That quickened my retreat from a world of overwhelming matters, A world often perturbing in its synthetic quality I slept in the lovely presence of pixie-like daisies Warming me in a shawl of petals Soothing my feet in a coverlet of ferns A flutter of birds came to light in the shelter of fruit trees Away from weather and intruders I imagined them enjoying the raspberries that stained their bills Until splashed by the fresh spray of a water fountain I dreamed as the day waned and the buzz of wee insects stirred my senses Wondering what breeze drifted tiny white blossoms through my hair I awakened to feel the gentle sway of wisteria Pleased with the way I cultivated my garden
Poetry from Mesfakus Salahin
The Dancing Raindrops Md. Mesfakus Salahin The dancing rain drops on your cheek Reflecting a romantic view which is not sick The unruly semi-wet hairs of your head Playing a role of a storyteller's shade The hidden smile on your lips Like a stream of light of ship The sneaky look in your eyes In the fairyland it flies and flies. Stories come out from your shyness That dance around your happiness Every rain drop is pregnant with fragrance Every story congratulates your sense Nature steals your beauty No one can give security. If You Come In Nature Dreamy eyes are the nest of dream Heart is mirror that reflects memories' cream Lap is full of love Nature holds all the dove Rivers overflow fellow feelings Waves carry successful wings Fountain spreads odor of the third eye' case Stars take bath with light of love and shyness Whispering of the leaves recalls rainfall Fragrance awakens my breath all All these things become history If you come in nature avoiding mystery.
Poetry from Mahbub
By The Shadows By the shadows suddenly I stopped and got down from the motorbike How beautiful the place! The green paddy field made the view a green carpet By the way it stands the large tree The shadows beacon -------- O dear, please be seated At least halt a little and take the fresh breath in me On the subconscious mind I heard the sound The leafy tree spoke out in the silence I lost myself closing the eyes I lost myself in the shade and sun from gaps of the leaves In midst of wind, shade and sun the blood springs as the dancing beats And lost in thy love that calms my heart and eyes No caption - it's always a place you stand by Let's go - that green horizontal world waiting for us.
Poetry from Sayani Mukherjee
Beam By Sayani Mukherjee Pyre of hollow embers Burns purged insecurities; Ravishing coiling serpant machinery Jokes and trickstars of naysayers, Of caging the free spirited Moksha Dreams of mana, Himalayan bluebirds The flappy wings of fancy somantic fury Only tune of one song. Loud enough to burst forth Material orders hierarchies Ashes of power game Caged and bonded Flattering cynismcism a cyclical tornado Only the blue bird sings It knows the one tune I'm an om An autumnal seasonal flashback. Draping warm leaves around my sweet neck Honeybees and nectar of sooth Sayers fuzz My veins a musing, jumping, free spirited laboratory- Made of Streaming stars and faith and woolen love I, a Bluebird sing of mana Airy floaty elfish vain Titular rambunctious whole of a new realm I am a power of my life force Watery windy fiery fiesty road Akashic magic burning sages Rosemary incensed fume I swallow pyres Burning up eights lusts heads I twinkle and beam.
Mixed media from Kenny Johansson
Poetry from Celeste Alisse
Through a crack in the wall, I see nothing. I hear a faint swirl of mutters and creaks and nothing. I sense a fear, From me or the crack in the wall? From me. Eye to the hole, I stare and stare, But nothing is nothing is nothing. I see nothing, I hear nothing, I sense nothing. Yet when I am far from the crack in the wall, I see it, I hear it, I sense it. The crack in the wall is made up of nothing, Yet it makes me feel the most of everything. I am it. Which makes me nothing.