A New School. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

There they migrated to a hill valley
The soil was fertile, water plenty
Trees were big, stones abundant
A beautiful place to make a residence
A colony they made, a pathway formed
A good gravelly earth they made
The creative talents of different people
The creative tendency they united
They knew the main principle of life
To grow they have to unite always
Or if divided, they will perish no doubt
The wise ones the elder ones
Guided them when it required
The little children played well
The best of humans without ill will
Little thatched sheds they made for dwelling
Tapioca planted for an easy harvest
And also to make the eatables there on
Slowly their foot holds became strengthened
They decided to have education to children
Through they must be empowered in the world
First they contributed land for building
Then they made a share individually
Woods were plenty, stones were ready
Good masons among them offered their job
Worked hard to achieve the motive
A semi permanent building they provided
The government opened its eyes in later stage
The school got a teacher so dedicated
The little ones were happy to learn
The rhymes and songs the teacher taught
A school a wonderful temple of knowledge
The human life cherishes with lot of good will.