Vote-of-Thanks

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Hello☺️,


 ' A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, The man who never reads lives only one.'


"So try to fulfill your life with readings."


   It was  a great opportunity we had to open up our writing and share different ideas with you.This experience is completely different in our life.

I would like to Express my heartfelt thanks to our beloved class teacher Sreeja miss for giving us such an opportunity and for being with us every moment.And also I thank to our student editor, Jaseem for making it such an awesome experience.And also thanks for all my dear friends in S2D who watched it everyday.

I would like to take this opportunity to express my special thanks to Nihma,Salih and all my group members for their help.We have done as much as we can and hope you had a great week.

And now it's time to handover this to group 3.We hope they will lead this blog  better than us and gladly I welcome them to the 'World of writing.'


HAVE A NICE DAY🤗


           -   Adhila Ahamed 
              Editor of group 1.


 Group 1:
1.Aman Ahammed 
2.Afthash Ameen
3.Basil
4.Hrithik Raj
5.Adhila Ahamed 
6.Anakha Vinu
7.Archana
8.Fathima Fida

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