I
was in my third grade in a convent school in Bangalore. It was a Saturday on which we had color
dress. The Science teacher had brought a
bowl of water with a small fish in it to show us the movement of fish in
water. My classmate Pradeep sitting next
to me saw, all of a sudden, there was a pool between his feet and the front of
his pants were wet. As he became
jittery, my attention turned towards him.
I noticed the wet pants and laughed at first. Then I asked him, why didn't he request the
teacher for permission to go out. He thought
his heart was going to stop because he could not possibly imagine how that had
happened. It had never happened before,
and he knew that when the other boys find that out he will never hear the end
of it. When the girls find that out,
they will never speak to him again as long as he lives.
He was conscious and tensed; he put his head down and started
praying, Oh God, this is an emergency! I need help now! Five minutes from now I
will be put to shame. A minute later, he
looked up from his prayer and saw the teacher with a look in her eyes that said
his act was discovered. As the teacher was
walking towards him, another classmate named Sunil was carrying the fish bowl
that was filled with water. Sunil slipped in front of the teacher and curiously
dumped the bowl of water on Pradeep's lap.
Pradeep pretended to be angry, but all the while was saying to himself,
thank you, thank you, Lord!
Then all of a sudden, instead of being the object of
ridicule, Pradeep was the object of sympathy. The teacher rushed
him downstairs and gave him another shorts to put on while his pants dry
out. All the other classmates were on
their hands and knees cleaning up around the desk. The sympathy was wonderful. But as life would have it, the ridicule that
should have been his was transferred to someone else - Sunil. He tried to help, but the others told him to stay
away by saying you have created a mess, you clumsy!
Finally, at the end of the
day, as we were waiting for the school bus, Pradeep walked over to Sunil and
whispered, you did that on purpose, didn't you? Sunil whispered back, I had wet my pants once
too. May we all see the opportunities
that are always around us to do good and help others.
Written well... But is this a true incidence?
ReplyDeleteDear Aarti,
ReplyDeleteThank you for your comment. Yes, this is a true story.
hmmmm..
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