Gulmohur Chronicles 2nd Edition

My dear children,
Brrr…… It is getting colder by the day, isn’t it kids? But let me share a secret with you. I feel rather warm. Do you know why ? It is because of the overwhelming response and love you sent my way by welcoming the first edition of ‘Gulmohur Chronicles’. I read all your feedbacks and suggestions with utmost care and as I went on reading, I realized how much you love your school. Your belongingness, your pride, your acceptance and celebration of every endeavour taken by the school makes us a team. The day each one of us decided to connect our lives together forever is the day we became a family. In the last month of
the year let us celebrate the ties that bind all of us together in this wonderful community we’re honoured to call – GULMOHUR HIGH SCHOOL.

Let me tell you a short story about a little girl who lived in an orphanage in Denmark. As Christmas grew near, all the other children began telling the little girl about the beautiful Christmas tree that would appear in the huge downstairs hall on Christmas morning. After their usual, very plain
breakfast, each child would be given their one and only Christmas gift; small, single orange. The headmaster of the orphanage was very stern and he thought Christmas to be a bother. So on Christmas Eve, when he caught the little girl creeping down the stairs to catch a peek at the much-heard- of Christmas tree, he sharply declared that the little girl would not receive her Christmas orange.

The next morning as the other children were going down to breakfast, the little girl stayed in her bed. She couldn’t stand the thought of seeing the others receive their gift when there would be none for her. Later, as the children came back upstairs, the little girl was surprised to be handed a napkin. As she carefully opened it, there to her disbelief was an orange all peeled and sectioned.

“How could this be?” she asked. It was then that she found how each child had taken one section from their orange and given it to her so that she, too, would have a Christmas orange.

It was so nice that my young children understood the real meaning of Christmas and decided to go out of their way to spread happiness and joy in the life of someone less fortunate than them. Secret Santa would have been a hollow concept without the noble gesture shown by all of you. We need to move on, dear children, from a year that tried its best to shatter our spirits. Your generosity, your awareness and your courage reassure us that we will emerge as a kinder, more compassionate and evolved society.

I hope you enjoy reading the various sections of the e-newspaper. Thank you for the suggestions, especially the ones which requested something specific for our cute, little, tiny tots. We have tried to add some fun
elements for them. I hope they will have fun solving them. We have also added a new section called ‘In the spotlight’ to inspire others to excel and shine.

I hope all of you have a wonderful time during your vacations. May the spirit of Yuletide shine with the goodness and kindness in every heart. Tell your loved ones how special they are. Tell the less fortunate that you are there for them. I feel a twinge of pride when I look back and see how bravely my Gulmohur family has embraced this difficult year and found a silver lining of hope, innovation and unity in a cloud so dark. In the last month of the year, all of you have earned the right to – Stand Tall, Stand Strong and Roar with Pride – Hail Gulmohur! Hail to Thee!

I wish all of you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

Au revoir!
Yours lovingly,
Gulmohur High School