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    When I Listened to Them
    When I Listened to Them
    When I Listened to Them
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    When I Listened to Them

    By Sunitha Bhaskar

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    This book is narrating the stories of some children who were wounded and got healed when someone patiently listened to them. This book is for parents, for teachers and for children making them to think and care for each other. The story unfolds when Swapna, a school counsellor recollects some of her experiences in her career. In a school, each child needs special attention and special treatment. Many of them may have untold stories of pain and they badly need someone to listen them, understand them and assist them to come out of their struggles.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSunitha Bhaskar
    Release dateMay 18, 2020
    ISBN9780463497708
    When I Listened to Them
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    Sunitha Bhaskar

    Sunitha Bhaskar is a bureaucrat by profession. She is passionate about real life stories. So far, she has published five Ebooks in Smashwords. The first book 'From my memory diary' is a collection of incidents showing innocence of children. The second book 'Miss you all...' is a tribute to some personalities with whom she had a close association, but left this world in a flash leaving behind fond memories. The 3rd book 'When I met you again' is a short story, prompted by a real incident on human connections. The fourth book is a story titled 'Next chapter' inspired by many real life incidents. The fifth book 'When I listened to them' is about children and their school life.

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      When I Listened to Them - Sunitha Bhaskar

      When I Listened to Them

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      Published by Sunitha Bhaskar

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      Copyright 2020 Sunitha Bhaskar

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      The bus is taking a sharp turn, climbing the uphill. The cold air through the window refreshed me, taking away all the tiredness of a hectic morning in the kitchen. Today, I am joining the new posting, the school is in another district and up on a hill. I am going to join my third posting place as a school counselor. There are a limited number of buses to that place. I had taken the early morning bus, so that I can reach the school by 9 am. The bus is not full. I looked outside. The dew drops on the leaves are shining in the morning sun rays. The thoughts of some incidents in the past rushed to my mind. I remembered the faces of many children, Shivam, Smitha, Arun, Kshma and so on who came to staff room specially to wish me on my last day in the previous school.

      Shivam

      Don’t know what happened to that boy, he has not attended the school not even for a day after the Christmas vacation. Thomas sir was talking about Shivam, a class X student. He is a bright student. He continued. Now revisions are going on and there is hardly three weeks for the Pre –board. No intimation has been received from his side regarding absence from school, not even a phone call. I am afraid, something unfortunate has happened to him or his family. He paused. He comes from a nearby village, probably nobody in the class stays near to his place. Thomas sir was quite worried. Let us visit his home and find out. May be he is in some trouble. I suggested.

      When we reached his home, Shivam was studying sitting in the courtyard. He looked weak. He was surprised to see us. Are you sick? I asked. No, madam, he said without looking at me. Then why are you not coming to school..? Thomas sir asked. He didn’t reply. Where are your family members? He asked. My younger sister is studying from my grandmother’s place. I stay with my mother here. He replied. Your father…? I asked. "He goes for job as a construction worker and comes home

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