Can you steal from your teacher?
How despicable is that.
My cousin lived in an apartment complex. There were about 45 apartments there. In one of the apartments there was a lady who was good at crochet, knitting, embroidery and different types of art work.
Every afternoon when most of the home-makers were free, she would conduct classes for them in a small room in her apartment. Many eager ladies joined her class, as did my cousin. Everyone called her madam out of respect while in class.
On the teacher’s house dining table there was an exquisite piece of crochet work. It had four swans standing on a doily. It was simply breathtakingly lovely.
That such a beautiful and intricate design could be crocheted out of simple yarn surprised my cousin.
The teacher was very proud of her hand work and showed it off to everyone who came to her class. Madam would keep telling about it to someone or the other almost everyday which showed how much she loved and cherished that piece of work.
Many young ladies would voice their desire to become as proficient as her and be able to turn out such a magnificent piece of work.
One day when my cousin went to her class, madam told her that someone had stolen the doily the previous day.
She was very upset. She had had that doily for 15 years. Her students were all her neighbours coming from upper middle class families. If that person had coveted that doily she could have commissioned the teacher to do one for her for a small fee as madam sometimes did.
What my cousin found very sad was that madam was a teacher and the thief one of her students.
Theiving from a teacher, that too in a land, where we revere the teacher before God.
Matha, Pitha, Guru, Theivam .
That is mother, father, teacher, God.
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Story by MB. Written by Gulsum Basheer @ Talkalittledo.