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.)
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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