Imagine that you are Sudha Murthy of chapter " How I Thought My Grandmother To Read" . Write a letter to your class teacher expressing your happiness regarding your job of teaching your grandmother.
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Shiggaon
Karnatka
May 29, 2017
Dear Madam:
I hope this letter finds you in vibrant health and soaring spirits. I am writing to you to share a wonderful experience after reading which you will feel so good! As you know I have been living with my grandmother for quite a few years; she is one of the best grandmothers in the world. However, owing to circumstances, she could not go to school and the flaw of illiteracy grew with her.
Two months ago something very strange happened. I had to go to a remote village to attend a wedding of my cousin. My grandmother could not read the episode of Kashi Yatre that I would read to her every week. She really felt very bad. When I came back after attending the wedding I noticed a sad expression on her face that usually remained bright. In the evening I asked why she was sad. She bared her soul to me! She had tears in her eyes and urged me to help her learn Kannada language. I promised her I would all my best.
So next day I started teaching her the language. She proved to be exceptionally brilliant student. Even at the age of sixty-two, she worked like a young enthusiastic student. She had set a goal that by Dussera Pooja, she would learn to read. I bought a copy of Kashi Yatre to gift her. And true to her promise, she read the novel. She even touched my feet saying I was her guru. I felt embarrassed. But I was happy I could bring smile on my grandmother’s face. I just wanted to share my joy with you.
Warm regards,
Yours sincerely,
Sudha Mutry
Mr. Maya Krishnan,
25th Avenue Street,
Gulmorg Marg,
Pune.
Respected Madam,
I, Sudha Murthy, student of Class VIII S.T Mary's Convent School, write to you to share a wonderful experience of teaching my Grandmother Kannada. I could not help sharing the incident with you, as I saw your teachings floating before by eyes on one fine afternoon. This all strated when I returned from my cousin's wedding and found my Grandmother in a pool of tears. With a lot of coaxing, I figured out that her discrepancy of not being able to learn during her youth due to the family pressures and also the social taboos, withheld her from understanding a important religious saga. A serial called "Kashi Yatre" which she could not understand anything but watched as a mute spectator.
This was very frustrating for me as I love my Grandmother a lot, and cannot see her like this. You taught me that doing good is not always, having good thoughts, or being spiritual minded, but rather a helping hand is better than a praying lip. So, I decided to teach amma (my grandmother) Kannada.
It was such an enriching experience. I did not know she was so bright. her confidence towards criticism is unlikely, and I had never seen anybody being so hungry of knowledge.
Madam, it was one of the best experience. You should have been there. She was so adamant. And during the authoress greeted her with a copy of Kashi Yatre, she in return touched my feet accepting me as my teacher. It shook my entire will when she did that, but she later explained, that a teacher is a teacher by what she taught and not by how old she is. Yes, I was surprised by these new life altering thoughts that she provided me with, and hence could not wait to share with you.
I will talk to you in person, when I come back. Till then, my greetings to you.
Thanking You,
Yours Sincerely,
Sudha Murthy