Childhood is very impressionable age. One incident of my childhood is indelibly printed in my mind. I was eleven years old. I had just joined middle school. The children of primary school did not admit me in their company and those of middle school didn’t wanted to be friends with me. They treated me as an outsider. To add insult to injury they often befooled me and made me a target of their jokes. No wonder I got into the habit of visiting the nearby orchard for solitude and incidentally stealing fruit.
Once I got into the orchard and climbed up a huge mango tree. The owner saw me, and unnoticed by me put a toy dog looking like a real dog at the foot of that tree. After eating to the fill and filling my pockets with mangoes. I thought of getting down it was then that my eyes fell on a dog. My blood ran cold. I waited and waited for the dog to go but it remained there. Deciding to face the consequences of my theft. I jumped down.
Imagine my surprise when I found that the dog which had frightened me to the bone was just a stuffed one. I started laughing helplessly at myself. The owner heard me. I was caught. He was a kind man. On my begging forgiveness, he let me go with just a word of advice. Can I ever forget this incident?.