Vote-of-Thanks

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Hello everyone,

"If you want to change the world, pick up your pen and write"

     - Martin Luther King

It was a great opportunity for us to show our writing skills to you. First of all, I am giving glory to the Almighty god for making this blog successful. First and foremost, I thank our class teacher, Sreeja miss for giving me the role of editor and  to my members for improving their skills. Also I thank our student editor, Jaseem in the progress of our English Blog . A special thanks to Salih for helping me and thank to all my friends,  contributing to the blog.

Really we enjoyed a lot and are you happy with our writings ?

Our time is up and now is thier chance .So it's the time to handover this to group 6 . We  hope they will utilise thier opportunity and make blog better than us.

HAVE A NICE DAY

        -Mohammed Dilshad
          Editor of 3rd group

Group 3

-Althaf
-Dilshad
-Sabik
-Fahis 
-Yaseen
-Henna
-Bahhiya
-Shahana

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