Qualification is Nothing Where Fame is All

In Dhaka city, there lived a teacher. His  name was Mr. Abbas. He was a good teacher  no doubt with several Master degrees. But he was teaching in an unfamiliar school along with living  near familiar schools.
Actually, he had  less students in his home. So everybody was estimating him an inferior teacher. It dissatisfied him but he had nothing  to do for this. He tried to transfer from his unfamiliar school to a familiar one. But it  was not so easy to do.
There he faced a lot of troubles to transfer. At last he was able  to transfer himself into a familiar school nearby where he was residing long before. When  he changed his signboard, the people saw it. They were coming with their boys and girls towards his home. Mr. Abbas was astonished and looking them silently. The people were making  contact with him. But we know he  had no improvement  accept changing his school. It was only the the quality that he made!
What the guardians were doing then? They were not judging his knowledge but they were judging his school.
Gradually guardians were making a line to contact with him. But then Mr. Abbas  had no time. He became  busy more and more. He was avoiding  them saying  "I have no place to admit your kids."
Some days  over,  Mr. Abbas hit upon a plan to teach the guardians a good lesson.
As he  thinks, he was planning. He separated a room and  named it as a reputed school. When the guardians used to  come to his home. He sent them to the separated room but said nothing.
The guardians were astonished, " Why does Mr. Abbas behave such a behaviour with  us?"
They went to Mr. Abbas to ask why he did not talk with them. Mr. Abbas said to them, " I was living  here more than eight years, wasn't I?  But  you never came to me as now. What did you think about me than? Did you like me then  as  you do now?  Actually you come to  my reputed school not to me, am I not right? So I think you should meet with my signboard and reputed room but  not myself.
The Guardians said, " We greatly made a mistake, you're right, we could not judge you before while you were living with us. Now we promise,  we never do that again."
"But Mr. Abbas stand silently, he says nothing."
(NB. This story was written from the teachings of Sheikh Saadi. It is an imaginary story, it may compare with creative story not with a report that a newspaper reporter can do. Our students reveal that  it is also true for  the guardians of Dhaka City still now.)

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Bangladesh Literacy rate: For that indicator, UNESCO provides data for Bangladesh from 1981 to 2012. The average value for Bangladesh during that period was 45.52 percent with a minimum of 29.23 percent in 1981 and a maximum of 58.79 percent in 2012.

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