We all have done mischief in our childhood, some more and some less. When we remember those mischievous memories of ours, we smile in our hearts and we want to go back to our childhood but that is never possible. So we have to live with those memories. Along with the memories of mischief, we also have memories of some hardships in our lives, the memories of which still make us cry. Again we have some memories of laughter in our childhood when we remember we start laughing and we can never forget these memories and we will remember those memories till the moment of death.
Like everyone, I have some childhood memories that I will never forget. Today I will share with you a story from my childhood and I hope you will like this story very much. I studied in class five when I was ten years old. Then I met many friends and after meeting them I became more mischievous. We form a group in the class and I am the vice-president of our group and my friend is the president. Since then we used to rule the class and everyone in the class would respect whatever decision we took. We had an elder brother who was known in the area and he support us. If someone quarreled with us, we would call him and many people would be afraid of him. So no one used to quarrel with us. It went on like this for a few days and nothing was known about these things from my home.
After some days a master was appointed to teach me and he used to come and teach me at home. But I didn't want to read to him at all and I told my whole family that I wouldn't read to him. I told all my family members that I could not understand anything from him and told them all that I should be taught by a new master. Actually I didn't like reading alone and wanted to read together with everyone. That is why I said these words to the family. In fact none of my family could understand why I asked them to change the master because the master they fixed for me could teach very well.
However, my parents accepted my word and help me to get a new master. They ask me which master you like most and I tell them the name of our school class teacher. Because all my friends used to study together near that master and I wanted to study with them. I knew it would be a lot of fun to read together with everyone and so I came up with this idea. As per my wish my parents went to my class teacher and from the next day I used to go to study with him. All my friends were there and there were lots of laughs on the first day. But honestly I didn't understand anything that day.
This went on for some time until one day we all decided together that we will not go to study today. But we left the house with the book and saying that we were going to master house for study. That day we skipped studying and went to play. This matter came to know in my house and from that day I stopped going out with my friends to study. That day my parents scolded me a lot and they understood why I didn't want to study with the home master. Then they fixed me again with a sir at home and he used to come and teach me at home. But few days were left for my exam and it was not possible for me to complete the entire syllabus in these few days. So my exam results were very bad and I realized then that I had done a lot of mistakes.