After long break today i want to share a small story of a
school girl from a very remote village
of Bangladesh. Her name is Tuktuki a small little girl studying in a primary
school but she was not that much fortunate there. She was so much hated by her
class teacher. Though she tried her best to change her discomfort situation but
her class teacher always do thing within her power to disfavor Tuktuki.
One day some foreign missionaries visited the school with
lots of educational material and gifts to share between the kids of the school.
The head teacher
asked every class teacher to organised their pupils in a
single line. Tuktuki's class teacher ensured she made Tuktuki to stand as the
last person in her class as she said to herself "who knows if the gift
might not
be enough, so it won't get to her turn.
" When Miss Jacob the missionary entered the class, she
moved to the front of the line but found out the pupils were so close to the
blackboard, in order not to stain herself she seek for a space to stand and
discovered that
there were more space for her to stand at the back where the
line ends.
After arranging materials to be shared she said; class, about
turn', at this point Tuktuki automatically became the first
pupil on the line and obviously the first to receive gift from that class.
Though its a very small story i found it quite interesting. No
man
will frustrate you from what All mighty prepares for you. Any
plan of the enemies to deny the blessing will never stand.
