The prompting of the teacher and student's complicated feelings :-Prompt #80

Hello story lovers I hope you all are well.I am also well with all your prayers Alhamdulillah.I am going to share a little story with you. Where my school life along with my hard work my teacher's story is hidden in the middle of my heart. That is what I always feel and to have the opportunity to express these feelings to you today. I am very happy and very much.

I grew up with extraordinary feelings from my childhood.If there was hard work where earning I had to bear the cost of education.Yet I enjoyed the hard work as my pleasure.Which really puts me in the top spot right now.When I was studying class 4.There was a lodging master in my house then.He had a lot of love for me.But there was no point in reading.I was very good at reading Bengali and English along with science.But the interesting thing is the math. Sir used to give me three numbers and explained well. And he said that the next day you have to show me these numbers.I can't sleep at night when I hear this.It felt like the devil was sitting on his neck.I don't seem to have any sense of consciousness or arithmetic.I just thought that my stomach was getting swollen when I saw the numbers.Such a situation that I didn't even want to open the book.It seems that the devil has filled my body.

Just the next morning when sir came, the readings given by sir caught me. But I somehow managed to tell about Bengali and geography.When sir asked me about maths and asked me to write with notebook pen.It seemed that my brain was captured by Satan.I was so angry with myself then.Just then it seemed like I couldn't deal with Satan.Finally after 15 minutes passed I couldn't complete any of the number three.Then Sir took the baton and gave me six houses in both hands.And I cried so hard that I still have to remember the incident.

If we talk about the school teacher.My school math teacher was very strict and intelligent.Where even Satan surrenders.But I always try to follow this wise sir. I had the same situation in school too.Although I was very raw in numbers I understood very little.But sir help me enough. I used to eat myr just like I could not do math.Myr's words still haunt me.

Has the creator created so many pairs of devils in this whole world? Which makes people cheat in different ways.There is no rule to understand here.But the trick is to do good deeds and always follow the Lord.Also, what I can't do,I will practice again and again.It seems that I can't do this but still we have to get the job done by continuing this process.

But the school sir used to give all of us the daily readings arranged. But unfortunately our attentions tend to follow a certain direction over and over again.But the school master used to explain to us.He used to say, do these numbers like this, you will be able to master such mathematics in the future.Sir always gave these advices.

But I always took Sir's advice very carefully in my brain.I used my intelligence very much to complete the numbers slowly. However, no matter how much Satan's essence is given in the world.Man is the best creature in creation and has the power to transcend all activities. But sir's cane sticks are still following me.I feel joy though. But when it seems unreadable, I follow the words with the pain and jolt of that cane stick. But ignoring the devil, I try to rearrange my activities.As a result, I managed very easily.Slowly I try to do simple numbers.Then I try hard to understand and practice difficult Uttara Ankans. I hope you will like this story of my school life.