Sweet Memoirs from childhood, part- 2

Those days in primary school were so beautiful that I always try to recall them time and again though most of them were bitter ones. We are selfish ones. We always look for our vested interest but do not care about others. Some people are really helpful even in these days too but we do not know how to value their sacrifice for us.

 

Going school early in the morning coming back home and asking mom, ‘Bhok lagyo…’ for some snacks right from the gate of our house were daily activities of my life. Nobody was there to guide us for studying. I had observed the knowledge whatever I got in school teaching learning activities. We hardly used to read the books in home except for exam.

I can still remember, I had lost my social science book and I knew that I had lost. I could not recover it until the final exam came. I was really helpless and I shared this with my classmates. One of my friends said she would give it to me. When I asked her ‘Why?’ she replied, ‘I have extra book.’ I happily accepted her help. Next day she brought me social science book. I thanked her a lot.  After one week, I found my lost book from somebody else and I returned the book that I had borrowed from her. She looked so happy and strange that I got my book.

We finished exam. We had vacation after final exam. We used to go to jungle to bring grasses and firewood along with cattle. During that time, one of our friends told me she did not have extra book; she was just giving me what she had. Later I asked her about it. She admitted she had only one book. She further mentioned, ‘If it’s given to you for preparation you will secure good marks but if I read it I even may not secure pass mark so it’s better to give it to you.’ I was just taken aback with her answer.