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The poor girl and the teacher is a sad story


The poor girl and the teacher is a sad story
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Sometimes the circumstances and life put us in a very difficult situation, so that we can cry from inside and bleed our sorrow, from the severity and difficulty of the situation, I present to you today at the site of TeleMe ( the story of world). the poor girl and the teacher's story with a very sad lesson and sermon.

the poor girl and the teacher is a story with a very sad sermon

The little girl Maryam felt a severe headache while sitting on her seat in the school, changed her color to yellow, softened her head and supported him on her small table. The teacher entered the class and started to meditate on her young students who were like roses and beautiful tourists in the garden, smiled at them and smiled at them, but when she saw Mariam fall asleep at her table, she smiled and shouted at her

- Mary.. Mariam..

The child slowly raised her head and said: I'm sorry, Teacher. I don't know how you slept.

The teacher shook her head and said: This isn't the first time, my daughter. Why are you always like this, don't you sleep at home?

Mariam said: Yes, my teacher, I sleep a lot

Teacher: So why do you sleep in class?

Mariam: I don't know, Teacher?

Some of the students laughed and the teacher ordered them to remain silent. She then returned to Mary and told her: Don't go back to her, Mary. Get it, dear.

Mary replied: Well, my teacher, Rihanna is trying to resist the severe headache, and the teacher goes on to study, and notes Sheroud Maryam's absence of attention, asks her questions so she can't answer. What's wrong with you, Mary?

The child looks at the teacher without being able to speak, the teacher said: There is no power but from God, and here the bell tolls and the students rush out to the school yard to make a break, but Mariam stays sitting on her small seat, the teacher indicates her to go out to eat her breakfast with the students in the yard, she rises slowly and feels a chill in her legs.. On the table, leaning toward the wall, her little bag falls out of her hand, her eyes spin like in thick fog and falling on the ground unconscious.

The teacher rushed to her, yelling at the students to rush to the administration to call the doctor. Mariam.. Mariam..

She is shaking her and trying to wake her up. A teacher comes with water, sprinkling some on Mary's face, and she puts on her nose a perfume that opens her eyes, and she sees the teachers, and they have fallen in her while they are afraid on her, the teacher: What's wrong with you, Mary?

Mariam: I'm hungry..

Teacher: Didn't you eat your breakfast, daughter?

Mariam: No.. I haven't eaten since yesterday morning..

The teacher wipes her tears and then she looks in her bag for food that her mother may have put in her bag..

Teacher: Nothing in the bag.. Didn't you get anything from the house?!

Mariam: No.. We have no food at home!!

Teacher: Don't you have money to buy food?

Mariam: No, no money with my parents. He's poor. The teachers felt so sad about Mary's condition. Their tears were so heartbroken that they rushed to bring food to her. Here you go, my daughter..

Mary looked at him with pleasure, she stretched her hand out and began to eat from him, wiping out the tears of sorrow from her eyes. The teachers were overflowing with joy as they looked at her, she opened her bag, put some food in her and looked at the teachers around her and said: It's for my mom and dad. They're hungry too.

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