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Write a story with beginning lines as -
'The Moral Lies in Learning your Mistake'
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A young boy named Manan was living in the countryside in a small farming village. His father worked hard in the farm to earn money, while his mother would do all the household work & help with farm chores. Manan was very mischievous & never liked to study. However, his parents wanted him to study well in a school, so he wouldn't have to struggle on fields as a farmer.
Since Manan had skipped so many of his classes, he could not catch up with any of his studies & failed. Seeing his report card, his parents became very worried. Managing one year of school fees was difficult for them to begin with & they hardly managed to make ends meet. They didn't get angry with Manan but instead went to his school to check if there was any mistake in the grades. It was then they learned that Manan had not attended school for the last three months.
Upon learning this, his parents felt very sad & frustrated. Not only because Manan wasted an entire school year but also because he had lied to his parents & disrespected his teachers. They asked Manan for an explanation. In reply, Manan rudely said, "I don't want to study. You're forcing me to go to school. Do whatever you can; I am not going there again!" His parents tried to explain him but he wasn't ready to listen to a word. Manan's father lost patience & scolded him saying, "What do you want to do if not study? Do you want to walk around on the roads & beg for food?" Manan retorted even more forcefully, "Ok! If that's what I can do to avoid school, I'll do just that" & without hearing any more, he left the house.
Manan wandered through the neighborhood & after some time reached another town. For a couple of days, he enjoyed being outside of home & away from school without any restrictions. Within two days, he had spent all the money he had in his pockets to buy food. He slept on a bench in a garden. He had no shelter & no work to do. Nobody had enough trust to give work to a poor school boy. Days passed by & Manan became very lean without food.
People who passed by, threw coins at him assuming he was a beggar. Manan gathered the coins & bought a loaf of bread. As soon as he started eating it, a hungry stray dog ran by & snatched it away from him. Winter was approaching fast & Manan didn't have anything to cover himself during the cold night. He slept shivering on the bench. Eventually, Manan got very sick due to hunger & cold. He then thought of his mother who had always kept meals ready for him in the morning & evening & his father who covered him with a soft, warm blanket during cold nights. He also remembered how lovingly his parents took care of him whenever he was sick and started to miss them a lot.
The next day, a kind boy named Chintan saw him & sympathized. He gave him a blanket to use along with food & medicine. Gradually Manan recovered, so Chintan found him a job at the grocery store where he used to work. Soon, they became good friends. One day, Manan asked Chintan about his parents. Chintan started crying. Surprised Manan asked why he was crying. Chintan replied that his parents died when he was five years old. He was raised by a kind man with whom he now lived in a hut.
Then, Manan told Chintan his story about how he left his parents. Chintan advised him in a friendly way, "Manan, my friend, you don't have to lose your parents to realize how important they are! Aren't you lucky to have loving parents who want you to study at school? If I were in your place, I would never come to this shop & work." Manan realized all his mistakes & repented a lot. He asked Chintan, "My friend, I've come far away from my parents. I've spoilt a whole year at school. How can I show them my face now?
Chintan took Manan to the old man with whom he lived. Manan told the old man everything. He told him about how he didn't like studying, skipped school, lied to his parents, so no one would find out at home, failed his exams, about how he spoke harshly & rudely to his loving parents & finally left home. Manan cried continuously while talking to the old man. The old man didn't say a word to console Manan & let him cry. Almost every single day, Manan would sit in front of the old man, recall the selfless love of his parents & end up crying with repentance. He felt that his parents will never forgive him for his mistakes
The floor of the old man's hut was finished with hard soil. After some time, with Manan repenting everyday at the same place, his tears made the soil damp & soft. When Manan's crying stopped, the old man pointed out to the dampened floor & told him, "Oh Dear child! If your tears of repentance could dampen the hard soil, why can't it touch the soft hearts of your parents? They will certainly forgive you." Manan asked, "My parents are far away from me & they can't even see me. How can my tears touch their hearts?"
" The Moral Lies in Learning your Mistake "
Florence and Venice were good friènds. They both used to hold first position in the class. Now, they were in the class 7th and there mid term exams was going on. It was the night before English exam and Venice caught fever and she couldn't able to gave her best in her exam and because of this she comes second this time. She was too sad and feeling a bit of jealousy inside because everyone was praising Florence. After reaching home, she burst into tears and anger and decided to take revenge of her insult as everyone looking down towards her. Next day, in the school , When everyone was in school ground ,she put her purse in the bag of the Florence and went in the ground.
After the 4th period, She shouted telling that her purse losted somewhere. Everyone started looking here and there. She told to check everyone's bag. After searching for a while, it was found in Florence bag. She was itself shocked. Venice started shouting on her that she trusted her though she betrayed her. Everyone started blaming and accusing Florence and she started crying as she was innocent in the whole scenario.
After some days , everyone got busy in their works and Florence and Venice stopped talking with each other. It was the peak of the session and the final exams were about to start. But somehow, as the pandemic was going on , Venice got corona postive and was staying in the quarantine. After a month, when she recovered , Florence came to meet her and there she gave her notebooks with the whole work done.
She told her not to worry about the pending work, I completed your whole work. She got emotional and accepted her mistake and apologized her for her misbehaviour and for accusing for without any reason. Florence ,was a little bit angry but after few days, they both again became friènds even best friènds.
Hence, The story told us to learn from our mistakes and accepting it. As the moral lies in learning from our mistakes.
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Story Writing
Story writing is an art. It focuses on one plot, one or more character or a particular theme.
With a little care and wise planning, one can develop a story effectively.
There must be three parts in a story ::
★ Beginning
★ Middle
★ Ending
The Beginning must mention the Title so as to catch the attention of the reader and urge them to read on.
The middle part specifies the action in strict accordance if their occurrences. One event must lead to the other very naturally.
>> The use of both direct and indirect speech breathes a lease of life into the story.
>> A good story is always entertaining, amusing, encouraging, emphasizing and moral giving.
The ending should come automatically. It should give a feeling of satisfaction, conclusion and completion.
Points to remember while writing a story :
- Avoid irrelevant details and the various parts should be developed evenly.
- Use different kind of words and sentences to create interest.
- Careful planning with main points.
- A careful and eye - catching title should be there.
- The ending and concluding paragraph should be natural.