Ever heard of the story about a frog that lived in a well?
Mrs Mukherjee selected this particular story for her class on a Monday morning.
“So, one day the frog was visited by a little frog who had travelled far from
his home in the village” she continued the tale occasionally taking a glance at
her students. Little Sam sitting in the back was listening very carefully to
his teacher and was enjoying the conversation between the two frogs. Mrs
Mukherjee continued “The older frog was surprised by the visit and wanted to
know the purpose of the same” to which the little frog replied “I live in a
pond at a nearby village and I am looking for a new home, something bigger and
prettier than the pond”. The older one was too arrogant and naive to believe
that there is any home bigger than his own, and said, ”you silly kid, this well
is the biggest of all, nothing can be majestic than this”, clearly the old vain
frog was not aware of the never ending ocean, the endless blue colour till the
horizon. Hearing this, the little frog felt sorry for him and bade goodbye.
The bell rang as the story ended. Mrs Mukherjee smiled at her
students and promised them a new story next time. The rest of the day went by
like it always does, learning the decimal system and the crops that grow in
different states but nothing was as interesting as the English class in the
mornings, thought little Sam. After
school Sam walked to his house, kicking a stone on his way till he reached. He
was not really cheerful that day, his mind was filled with the chat his mother
had with him the day before. They had to move to a new city, he knew father had
moved to Delhi already a few months back and now it was their time to do that.
He has settled there and wishes his family to be with him now. Sam was upset
and had questions like ‘why does he have to leave his friends and school?’, so
obviously he resented the idea of a new home, because he already had one.
His mother of course noticed that Sam was quiet ever since
she had the talk with him. “I made your favorite today dear, wash up and let’s
eat together” mother said to Sam when he came home. He ate and went straight to
his room, he stared at the room for a while, it suddenly hit him that it would
not be his room anymore. The ten year old kid had so many thoughts swirling in
his head that it made him weary, so he slept. Later in the evening when he woke
up, mother asked him to finish his homework. So, Sam opened his bag pack and
decided to start with what Mrs Mukherjee had given them that day. She had asked
them to read the story on their own one more time. Sam read and read, slowly
flipping through the pages; even he felt pity for the older frog. He liked the
younger frog, he almost wanted to be him till he realized that he was the
little frog who was looking for adventure. It made him happy and cheerful again
because though he had to leave his school but Sam was glad that he was not a
frog in the well.
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