It was not only Joyce who was upset with me. The entire class was up in arms against me. I ruefully reflected that all this was because of our Udaipur trek. A few days ago during our trek our class was divided into two teams.I took the lead for my team along with my best friend Joyce.
During the trek when the scoreboard read five each, I went for the last task brimming with confidence to compete with Ahaan, the captain of the other team.I hated him because of his conceit. While we were performing our tasks he tried to needle me. He was audacious enough to say “you are a child of a single parent.How can a fatherless child win?”. I felt my temple and cheeks burning. I felt unable to think and found that my focus was faltering. I was no longer thinking of the game.His hideous face swum in the air around me.I reminded myself that it was not the moment to get even with him.I reminded myself that I would have to stay in the game. in order to prove myself I began with a lot of impatience and anger, but I was constantly recalling his words .I felt that my cheeks were wet with my tears. Instinctively my hand went to wipe the tears aside.In doing so I dropped the rope that I had been clutching as part of the trekking task.This instantly gave him an extra point. Everybody thought I had aborted the task and made the team lose the championship.
It was the second period and I found tears welling up in my eyes again. Just then I felt a hand on my shoulder. Turning I found my class teacher asking me what had happened. Now I did not want to clarify and prove myself again because if the society can make fun of a child keeping all his achievements aside then they can never understand me and the hard times I have gone through. But this was Mrs. Dubey my favorite teacher. I narrated everything to her. Smiling sweetly, she sent me out of the class asking me to wait a few minutes. I thought she was going to talk to the class. When I returned my friends flocked around me hugging me and saying sorry to me. I felt so thankful to my teacher.