The joy of giving
I walked past a street
And saw a beggar
There were many people
Who were giving him some money
I went over there and stood in a queue
I discovered a thing
When I was waiting for my turn
Everyone was giving the beggar just one dirham
But still that made him smile
Which made the others smile
Soon my turn came
I handed the beggar ten dirhams
But he took only one dirham
I asked him why, but he just smiled
I smiled too and said goodbye
I recognized he couldn’t speak
But his smile made my day
I returned home happily
Thinking about why he rejected nine dirhams
At last I understood it’s the love that he wants and
not only money
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Sharvari Vikram Joshi, 7A