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My Father — My Inspiration At evening, my father came home from work and saw

Creative Writing me crying. I told him the reason for my breakdown. He
told me the reasons for the new kid’s behaviour and
The character that has created an immense impact some good tips to help. I was surprised on how he

on my young life is my father. It all started when I was knew so much about this. He told me not to give up
in first grade. I usually used to be a nerd in my class hope and have faith. On the next
and I would raise my hand for every question. My class morning I went to school with an
teacher Miss Anuradha Mam would be so happy when open mind, to face Ishaan. He was
my fellow classmates and I used to answer her ques- waiting there at the door ready to
tions and in return, we would be happy to answer throw pebbles at me. I went to-
them, but the best part was that if she was in a really wards him confidently and told him,
great mood, she would give us toffees for every cor- “Ishaan, I know why you are acting
rect answer. Life was pretty normal for me around like this”. When he heard this, he
that time but to my dismay something bad happened. lowered his hand with pebbles and waited to complete

On a fresh Sunday when we were in school a new boy my sentence. I told “You are acting like this because
was seen in the class. My friends and I were puzzled. you are afraid of not being noticed”. He was dumb-
We asked who he was but before he could reply our founded and went into class without saying anything.
school bell rang and we all During recess he caught my hand and dragged me to
sat down immediately. When the bathroom before anyone could notice. I was
our class teacher arrived, we scared what he was going to do to me. Luckily, no one
all wished her. She saw the was there in the bathroom. He took me to one of the
new face and signaled him to bathroom stalls and told,” you’re right”. I said “what?”.

come forward. Our teacher He repeated “you’re right”. I asked “Right about
said “Class, this is your new what?” He said “you’re right, I am afraid of not being
classmate Ishaan, He is a transfer student, please be noticed, In my last school I was treated like a nobody
kind and nice towards him”. We all welcomed him. I and no one wanted to be my friend, so I thought if I
offered the seat beside me for him, but he ignored me. came to this school and bullied kids like you I would be
I thought he was a bit shy and needed some space, noticed.” I said” Ishaan, you’re a great student but I
that may have been the reason that he turned down want to consider you more than a friend, Ishaan do
my kind offer but in no time I understood that I was you want to be my BEST friend??” He was astonished.
wrong. After our Math teacher had left for the break, For a second he said nothing but in the end he told
Ishaan came to my seat and to my sudden aston- “yes I would, thank you so much”. So

ishment just snatched the book I was reading after recess we returned to class
from my hands and whispered some names into and to my surprise he shifted to the
my ear. I was out of my mind and went and told seat beside me and sat with me
my class teacher about his rude behaviour, when throughout the entire school day! So
she heard my tale, she did not believe me and now you know why I consider my
also she looked disappointed in me. She told me father as an inspiration, because of
“Jerry, how can you complain about something him my greatest bully in school be-
he hasn’t done, on top of that he is a new stu- came my best friend.

dent. I thought you would be his best friend but hear-
ing about your complaint made me lower my expecta-
tions. What could I do? She didn’t believe me. I went
home dejected. I was crying all evening. Jerry Mathew
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