ny colorful illuminations and lights.
Pupil 1 My native land ,my dearest Motherland.
Whereever I "ll be, whatever Ill do
Your spirit of love, your all best traditions
Ill keep in my heart and carry them through
Pupil 2 My native land and people living here
We help each other feeling hearts with pride
Your helping hand wed like to feel and hear
The streams of hope running deep and wide.
My land, my nearest Motherland
Id like to tell you "I love you"
Your hills and mountains, your sunny meadows
Your all year round flowers too.
Pupil 4 Walking along feeling free
Feeling my Motherland
Here with me
And I love her, she loves me.
I hug my Motherland,
my Motherland hugs me
Wed like to be forever.
Aubekir:
Dear friends! I hope you see our school; our native place is our Motherland. Our native villages are also our small
Motherland. We all like our native district very much. We want it always to be beautiful and clean. Well do everything for our Malokarachayevsky District.
Malika; But there is a very important problem in our district. It is the protection of our environment. We should keep Pervomaiskoye clean and tidy. It is our home. We must take care of it for ourselves and for our future generations.
Aubekir:
You can see different kinds of flowers in the meadows near our town. But today they are disappearing. Each of us should do everything possible to protect them.
Every spring I see a lot of rubbish near our rivers and in villages. There is a huge dump near Pervomaiskoye and Uchkeken villages.
Malika;
It is a serious problem in our district. We must take part in actions for cleaning up, t
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