Iwas a good student. Ther were hardly 10-15 students in the class.Myclass teacher was a ldy. She was married and her house was in chintakayala street. She used to send me to her house to keep some things there or bring any thing from there.Iused to go gladly because Ineed not sit in the class room during that time but roam about.One day sent me to keep some thing in the house and she told me not to touch any thing.I went with my friend and then Isaw a bottle full of ghee in the almirah. Idid not see so much ghee in my house till then. I tried to open the bottle but it slipped and tiltedand some of the ghee fell down. I was afraid. If we set the bottle straight . she would know we have handled it. So we left it like that only and returned. Next day, teacher asked me whether we have seen the bottle. WE said we did not. She was wondering that she kept the lid tight ,then how come ghee fell on the ground and all the ghee she purchased was a pure waste as all of it fell to the ground.
By rhe time annual exams were nearing , my friends used to give her gifts or some thing. I was afraid she would fail me if Itoo did not give her anything. more over that incident of ghee. Isuspected she knew the truth that i was behind that mishap..So every day Iused to weep in the house that Itoo would give something to her. Blouse pieces which I got by going with my uncle to railway Kodur i remembered. Iasked my mother and took one blouse piece, fruits and gave her.
From then on Iwas confident she would pass me. At last Ipassed my fifth standard.hurray.
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