About me

Hii!!! My name is Tshering Choden studying in grade viii. I was born in a month September.  I am in a boarding school in Udzorong Central School . I live in the village of Udzorong, Chiya. I am a student of 8th standard. I have a father whose name is Choten Tshering. My mother is a housewife her name is Pema. I have brothers and sisters, My brothers and sisters can love  me like a father, care like a mother and support like a friends.

Now I am a student of class viii. My hobby is reading books. I am a good girl . I live in the hostel. I like to read books.

Thank you..

              

My Father

 

He is my hero, his name is Cheten Tshering. He is strong and kind. My father is a man like no other. He gave me life, nurtured me taught me, dressed me, fought for me ,held me. shouted at me, but most importantly he loved me unconditionally.

There are not enough words I can say to describe just now important my father was to me, and what a powerful influence  he continuous to be. I love my Dad.

My Mother

My Mother name is Pema.

My mother is a great person who cares for me, protects me from all my problems. My mother who is loves her children very much. My mother is the greatest person in the world.

I can never compare my mother's genuine loves and care all through my life. My mother constant housewife and blessings have helped me become successful in every walk of my life.

  

 Primary School

Hii!!! My name is Tshering Choden studying in grade 8. I was born in a month of September. I recollect once in my childhood, a memory my precious Primary school life.

My Primary school name was Chiya Primary School. It was an enjoyable period of my life when I was a Primary school girl and the whole chart of memorable moments in school life moves in front of my eyes. All these years of my Primary school life, I have made many friends and they have helped me a lot in my academics. My school was a totally new concept for me. 

On its first day I was afraid. My heart was throbbing. But when I found the school to be nice I liked it. In my Primary School I was gifted with excellent class teachers and subject teachers. Our teacher was very kind and loving to us. They used to tell us stories and teach through them. They always help me to cope with my notes whenever I was absent.

When I memorize my Primary school life, I feel that once again became a small girl and experience my golden days. But alas! It’s not possible. So I always carry in my mind the rich treasure of sweet memories of my Primary school life and share it with my close friends.

 My sister

  My sister name is Kinzang Tshomo. She is not just a sister; she’s a tapestry of support and love woven into the fabric of life. Her laughter is a melody that plays the sweetest tune in the heart, and her presence is like a warm embrace on a winter’s day. She’s a confidante, a partner in crime, and a beacon of wisdom all rolled into one. With every challenge faced, she stands as a pillar of strength, and with every success, she’s the first to cheer the loudest. My sister is more than family; she’s a cherished friend, an unwavering ally, and a priceless treasure in the journey of life.