One day a wonderful plate made of gold fell from heaven into a temple's court, The
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1. Read the passage given below.
following words were inscribed on the plate: "A gift from Heaven to him who loves
mankind the best.” The priest invited people to the temple and told them about the on
from heaven. Everybody claimed that they loved mankind the best. Then each one go
up and one by one narrated his own kind deeds. As soon as they touched the plate
it turned to lead. Then the richest man in the village got up and spoke about his great
charitable deeds. However, even when he touched the plate, it turned to lead. All the
people were confused. Then the priest saw a poor farmer sitting quietly at a corner. The
farmer was not aware about the gift from heaven. Looking at the farmer, the priest asked
him to come forward and touch the plate. He got up, bowed to the priest and touched the
plate. The plate shone bright. The priest awarded the plate to the poor farmer as his love
for mankind was true and indeed the best.
EXERCISES
A. Based on your understanding of the passage, answer these questions,
what happened when people touched the plate?
Answers
Answer:
in want and grief, and a poor man passed my way,
He bound my head, he gave me bread;
He watched me night and day:
How shall I pay him back, for all he did to me?
Oh, gold is great, but greater far is heavenly sympathy.in want and grief, and a poor man passed my way,
He bound my head, he gave me bread;
He watched me night and day:
How shall I pay him back, for all he did to me?
Oh, gold is great, but greater far is heavenly sympathy.in want and grief, and a poor man passed my way,
He bound my head, he gave me bread;
He watched me night and day:
How shall I pay him back, for all he did to me?
Oh, gold is great, but greater far is heavenly sympathy.
- Charles Mackay
- Charles Mackay
- Charles Mackayin want and grief, and a poor man passed my way,
He bound my head, he gave me bread;
He watched me night and day:
How shall I pay him back, for all he did to me?
Oh, gold is great, but greater far is heavenly sympathy.
- Charles Mackay
in want and grief, and a poor man passed my way,
He bound my head, he gave me bread;
He watched me night and day:
How shall I pay him back, for all he did to me?
Oh, gold is great, but greater far is heavenly sympathy.
- Charles Mackay