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"How Can I be a Good Citizen?"


This is an essay my brother wrote for a competition organized by Kuensel Corporation in the beginning of the year and I was so happy that he won in his category. This is his own words and I am glad he gifted me a soft copy and the right to reproduce it here for my readers. And since my blogging colleagues are posting their prize winning entries, I don't have any. Thus I take a little help from my brother. Please enjoy.

Being a good citizen is not different from being a good son, a good student, a good friend, a good neighbour and a good person. A good citizen also knows about our culture, national dress, language and our natural environment. A good citizen is kind and respects old people.

In order to be a good citizen, I shall be a good son. I shall obey my parents and follow their advice. I shall keep away from bad habits and demonstrate maturity every time I go home. I shall make my happy parents proud.

In order to be a good citizen, I shall be a good student. I shall work hard and obey my teachers. I shall abide my school rules and make good friends. I shall help keep my school surrounding clean and read good books to increase my knowledge of the world. I shall obey our seniors and guide our young friends. 

In order to be a good citizen, I shall be a good friend. Good friends make us good persons. They stop us from doing bad things. I shall be kind and understanding and good example to my friends.

In order to be a good citizen, I must be a good role model. As an educated person, I shall share my knowledge on environment, health, hygiene, causes and prevention of diseases in the village. I shall motivate children to go to schools. But to be a good citizen, it is important to be kind and caring person who respects old people and be kind to others.

Therefore, I shall be good son at home, good student at school, role model in the village, a valuable friend – a good person in general and be a good Bhutanese citizen. 

By Thinley Samdrup
Class IX 

Comments

  1. lotey omSeptember 16, 2011 at 12:35 PM

    hey aue, this is well written. congrats to your brother.

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  2. RikuSeptember 16, 2011 at 1:54 PM

    Your brother's article is very nice one. Keep encouraging him to write. Like big bro like younger one!

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  3. AnonymousSeptember 16, 2011 at 5:23 PM

    A nice essay your bro. Keep encouraging so that we can see the second Penstar some day who is in the making...:)

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  4. Ngawang PhuntshoSeptember 16, 2011 at 5:56 PM

    Thanks Lotey, Rikku and Langa. I will convey the message to my brother, who I am sure would be really happy to hear that you all liked it. Kadrinchela.

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  5. AnuSeptember 18, 2011 at 12:27 PM

    The Idea is great.....congrats to your brother :)

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