A Learning Disabled Child experiences: “A piece of True love”

At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning disabled children,the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended.

After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question.
“When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?”

The audience was stilled by the query.The father continued. “I believe,that when a child like Shay comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes, in the way other people treat that child.”

Then he told the following story: Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, “Do you think they’ll let me play?”

The Scholar and the Ferryman

A scholar of language and grammar undertook a journey. A river had to be crossed. As was custom in those days, the scholar hired the boat of a waiting ferryman who took people across the river.

During the journey, the scholar asked the ferryman, with obvious pride and mockery, if he knew anything about grammar and the rules of language. The ferryman simply replied “I don’t.” “Alas!” Retorted the scholar of grammar, “You have wasted half of your life!”

My New Born Baby Without Ears

“Can I see my baby?” the happy new mother asked. When the bundle was nestled in her arms and she moved the fold of cloth to look upon his tiny face, she gasped. The doctor turned quickly and looked out the tall hospital window.

The baby had been born without ears. Time proved that the baby’s hearing was perfect. It was only his appearance that was marred.

When he rushed home from school one day and flung himself into his mother’s arms, she sighed, knowing that his life was to be a succession of heartbreaks. He blurted out the tragedy. “A boy, a big boy…called me a freak.”

He grew up, handsome for his misfortune. A favorite with his fellow students, he might have been class president, but for that. He developed a gift, a talent for literature. “You might mingle with other young people,” his mother reproved him, but felt a tenderness in her heart.

The boy’s father had a session with the family physician. Could nothing be done?” I believe I could graft on a pair of outer ears, if they could be procured” the doctor decided. Whereupon the search began for a person who would make such a sacrifice for a young man.

One Good Deed a Day….

On a freezing January morning, being afflicted severely by biting cold and torrential wind, we desperately needed to travel to Aligarh on the morning train. Myself, my wife and our daughter Zulfa waited by the roadside for a rickshaw (taxi) to take us to Panipat Railway Station. As our waiting became prolonged and the temperature continued to drop, we were becoming more and more anxious about missing the morning train. Unfortunately the next scheduled train to Aligarh was due later in the evening, too late to complete the long journey in daylight.

“Dad how long must we wait, I’m feeling really really cold”, Zulfa asked. “Be patient, Sweetheart, a rickshaw is probably on its way”, I said.

Suddenly breaking through the morning mist, I noticed a tuc-tuc rickshaw approaching in our direction with an elderly gentleman at its helm. I quickly managed to grab his attention to stop and pleaded with him to take us to the railway station most urgently, as we had little time left to catch the Aligarh train.

The driver urged us to quickly board the rickshaw and started to help us with the luggage. Although I was keen to agree a fare before-hand to avoid any disagreements later, he assured me that he was a good man who did not create problems for his passengers.