The journey of a one rupee coin

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Autobiography of a One Rupee coin- the journey
( written in 6th grade)

~~A  ONE  RUPEE  COIN

 Hi!  I am a one rupee coin. I was made in a mint in Vizag on 27th June 2000. I was taken ina huge bag to the ICICI Bank in Hyderabad. From there me & many other coins were taken to the Cherma’s Shop. One day a woman named Mrs. Gupta had bought some things from the shop which totally costed Rs.499. She gave Rs.500 to the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper gave one – rupee in return – me! I was glad that finally I could leave that boring, dusty drawer. We couldn’t play with each other too much either as some head kept popping in all the time. Now I was in a cozy – cozy purse. I saw some other coins next to me. Now I had to make new friends. One day a hole developed in the purse & I fell with a thud on the ground. I got injured badly. Mrs. Gupta didn’t notice it at all. She just kept walking. I was there on the road for some time, hoping that someone would come and pick me up. After some time a poor little girl came and picked me up. She was delighted to find me. She picked me up and put me in a cup. There was only two other coins in it. The two coins told me the sad story that her parents had starved to death and the poor girl had to earn her own living by begging. Some people who had sympathy gave her a few coins, whereas some people shooed her away. She was feeling very hungry. She had got 10 one rupee coins and 2 two rupee coins so far. She just went to a small shop and begged for some food. The shopkeeper just shooed her away. She started working as a servant. Finally, with her own hard work, she earned Rs. 100. We all felt sorry for her. We wanted to help her in some way. One day, she visited a rich man’s house. He had a son whose name was Karan. The poor girl – Shweta, started working there. The man – Mr. Kumar ill treated her. So, me and the other coins decided to play a trick on Mr. Kumar and also help Shweta in the same task. We went and told mr. Kumar’s money to hide behind the broom. They agreed. Mr. Kumar was shocked to see his money missing. Karan was Shweta’s friend. Shweta had heard about the missing money from him. She picked the broom to do her daily chores and she saw Mr. Kumar’s money behind it. She quickly took it and gave it to Mr. Kumar. He then accused her for taking the money but she said that she hadn’t taken it. Just then Karan came in and told him that Shweta was not the thief. He said that he was the one who had hidden it there to test Shweta’s honesty. Mr. Kumar apologised to Shweta and said that he would treat her like his daughter. Shweta thanked Karan. They both played together. Anyways, we knew that we were the ones who had told them to hide themselves. We were very happy that we were able to help Shweta find her happiness. We are still sitting in the basket now watching the family’s life.

 


 


Submitted: December 04, 2014

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