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In groups of four, brainstorm the topic Nature's Fury - Its Consequences and Alternatives. Make a powerpoint presentation of about 3-4 minutes expressing your group's views to the class.

Pointers for PowerPoint presentation-


• Mention different ways in which Nature’s fury manifests itself – floods, droughts, earthquakes, fires and other calamities.


• Talk about how each of these calamities is often triggered by human action and interference.


• Example – speak of the Uttarakhand Floods and how overpopulation and excess tourism worsened the situation.


• Speak of ways to reduce human impact on nature, and how to exist in a sustainable manner


• Mention maintaining the sensitive ecological balance of the planet


• Speak about how if humans continue on the same path, such disasters are bound to increase, as nature reacts to what it receives.


• End with how as students, one can do their bit by being sustainable in their approach to life – for example, walking to school, using lesser plastic, disposing garbage off in the right way etc.


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WILD, wild the storm, and the sea high running;


Steady the roar of the gale, with incessant under-tone muttering;


Shouts of demoniac laughter fitfully piercing and pealing;


Waves, air, midnight, their savagest trinity lashing;


Out in the shadows there, milk-white combs careering;


On beachy slush and sand, spurts of snow fierce slanting-


Where, through the murk, the easterly death-wind breasting,


Through cutting swirl and spray, watchful and firm advancing (That in the distance! is that a wreck? is the red signal flaring?), Slush and sand of the beach, tireless till daylight wending, Steadily, slowly, through hoarse roar never remitting,


Along the midnight edge, by those milk-white combs careering, A group of dim, weird forms, struggling, the night confronting, That savage trinity warily watching.