Saturday, 15 November 2025

Voice


“Raise a word, not a voice. It is the rain that grows flowers, not thunder.”

In a small village, there lived two teachers — Master Rahim, who was known for his loud voice, and Teacher Salma, who spoke gently but carried wisdom in every word.

Every morning, the children would sit in Rahim’s class, listening to his booming instructions. He believed discipline came from fear, and fear came from volume. When students made mistakes, he would thunder across the room. The children obeyed — but their hearts were distant.

Next door, Teacher Salma would sit in a circle with her students. She spoke softly, asking questions instead of giving orders. When a child gave the wrong answer, she would smile and say, “Let’s try again.” Her words were gentle, like rain touching the soil — quiet, but full of life.

One day, a new student joined the school — a shy boy named Amir who barely spoke. He was placed in Master Rahim’s class.

Within days, Amir’s fear grew. Every loud sound made him shrink. He stopped trying. He stopped hoping.

Teacher Salma noticed him sitting alone under the tree during break. She sat beside him and asked quietly, “Do you love learning?”

Amir whispered, “I used to.”

She nodded, not pushing, not scolding.

Just planting a seed.

The next day, she handed him a small packet of flower seeds and said, “Plant these. Water them every day. Don’t shout at them. Just let the rain do its work.”

Amir did as asked. Slowly, the seeds sprouted. Tiny leaves, then buds, then blossoms.

One afternoon, Teacher Salma brought him to Master Rahim’s class. In his hands, a small pot of flowers.

“This,” Amir said softly, “is what grows when you are patient. I learned it from the rain.”

The room fell silent.

Master Rahim — the man of thunder — saw that real growth didn’t come from force. It came from care.

From that day, he changed. His voice softened. His heart opened. And the school became a place where children weren’t afraid to learn — they wanted to.

Because they discovered:

Voices may echo,
but words — the right words — grow things.

#motivation #words

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