The class comes up with different problems.One group leader says, "The scarcity of food will be a serious problem.it is true that our agriculturists have developed new varieties of rich and its per acre production has definitely increased.But the rate of increase in food production cannot keep pace with the rate of population growth.This is because our land is fixed, i.e. we cannot increase it,while our population is increasing rapidly."
Different problems:
Another group leader comes up with the housing promblem in the country,Which he says adds much to food problem.He continues, "Families are growing larger in size and breaking into smaller families.Each such family needs a separate house to live in.Also the areble fields are being divided by these smaller families among themselves.Mills and factories are being set up,which occupy a considerable portion of our land.So when we need more land to grow more food to feed more mouths,Our land is shrinking day by day.If our population grows at the present rate, a day will come when many people will not find any land to build a house on.And, as a result many of them might live on trees or on the floating boats in the rivers."
The plants here have rivers:
"No way," another student argues."Trees are being cut,hills are being cleared and water bodies are being filled up----all to meet the needs of too many people."
"Thank you student," Ms Choudhury says, "You're quite right. Let me tell you about this village where I was born and brought up. Things were not like this in the past. I remember as a child, the village was so beautiful! The green paddy fields and yellow mustard fields seemed to be unending. They used to wave and dance in the breeze. There used to be a wood in the northern side of the village,There was a tall tamarind tree in the middle of the wood. Also a big banyan tree loocked like a huge green umbrella,with its aerial roots hanging down. I often used ot go there with my friends. We would often have picnic there. While the boys would climb the tamarind tree and pic some tamarind, I and my best friend Rima used to swing with the roots. But now,look,the wood is gone. The beauty of the crop fields is spoiled by the unplanned houses built here and there."
