My youngest granddaughter attempts to narrate a tale on power of love from memory:An exercise in typing and also writing

It  was typed by my second grand daughter priya Dharshini from memory  to get the feel of both writing and typing just now .I only did some minor correction.I do not know whether it is from her lessons or some other book .it is only  an exercise for her  and she has a good memory and neat hand writing  i hope this will motivate the elder one too to try the art of story telling.without her permission i am putting it in this blog to surprise her .now the story as she has typed from memory:

The great Zen teacher Benzie had many pupils .one day a student was caught stealing. His classmates told the teacher about it .Benzie did not call the boy or punish him. A few days later the same boy was again caught stealing. Some of the students wanted to leave the school if Benzie did not punish the boy at once.

The teacher called the meeting of students. When they assembled he said to them:” you are good boys .you all know what is right and  what  is wrong. If you leave  the school you will have no trouble in joining another school. But what about your brother here ,[pointing to the boy who was caught stealing] . I have not punished him at once. If I don’t I cannot ask him to go. I have other plans to correct him ;that would take time . I would like all of  you to stay here. The boy who was caught  stealing earlier was in tears. He never stole again. Later in his life he became famous for his honesty.