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It was my first exam. I was already late. I
dashed towards my scooty put the key in
the ignition it did not start panic stricken.
I rushed towards the main road in hope
of catching an auto or anything that
could take me to the examination hall.
But no auto came that morning. My panic
level shot up. I began running towards
my destination. I had hardly run a few
hundred meters when I began panting.
I looked over my shoulder to see
whether any vehicle was coming or not.
I again ran a few hundred meters and
stopped to catch my breath. I knew |
was going to get late for my exam. Tears
began welling up in my eyes. I prayed to
God crying, "God, please help me; I don't
want to miss my exam.”No sooner had I said my prayer than a
bike stopped by me. The biker said, “I
think you need some help. Kindly, sit
behind, I will drop you at your school. I
thanked the biker, and thanked profusely
to God.
I reached school in time and just before
the start of the exam, I sat at my seat.





give a suitable TITLE and MORAL to this story​

Answer 1

Answer:

Title-My Exam and the help

Moral-God help those who help themselves