I am Mohit. Everyday while going to
school g
save some dag pickers. But
one day you got a change to talk to
him write a story in 120 words.
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Question:
You are Mohit. Everyday while going to school you see some rag pickers digging in the garbage. You got a chance to talk to one of them. Write a story about him in 120 words.
Answer:
The Shame
When the weather is fine, I like to walk. My school is only about a couple of kilometers from my house. Seeing the beautiful weather I started early and walked as if all the time in the world was at my disposal. Some rag-picker with a bag on his back was picking up used plastic bottles and putting them into his bag.
“What’s your name?” I had decided to talk. He moved on without looking at me.
I took out a two rupee coin and showed it to him. He was now interested.
‘Salim’, he replied as he moved towards me.
“Don’t you have something better to do? Why don’t you go to school?”
“Why should I go to school? To be beaten by a teacher and that too without getting anything in return!”
I was dumb-struck. I could think of no answer and giving him that 2-rupee coin, I moved on. I felt ashamed thinking of the ground realities.