It was told that once in a poor remote village, there was a school having very few students because most of the school-age children had to help their parents to make a living. One day, the only school teacher in the school taught composition to his pupils. Having explained all the rules and guidance, he assigned his students to write an essay.
"At home, write an essay about your dreams, about what you want to be in the future. Tomorrow, you are supposed to read your work in front of the class..."
On the next day, each student stood in front of the class reading his or her own writing. Most of them wanted to become teachers, farmers, or government officials, etc. The teacher, nodded his head up and down, as the sign of agreement. Then, here came his youngest student to share his dreams to the class. He was terribly-looked; thin as a needle wearing worn out school uniform.
Despite his poor-look, he boldly declared his dreams,"Someday when I grow up, I am going to have a big house up on the hill with beautiful scenery around, surrounded by small cottages for rest places. Among the house, there would be pine trees and the other shady trees. There would be a flower garden with various flowers and colours. There was also and orchard with all the most delicious fruits ever existing which could be plucked by the host and the people around. I will be a successful and happy man together with my big family and guests who go there."
And ofcourse, the wholle class burst into laughter as they were listening to the ugly-looked-little-thin boy's dream.
"Hey day dreamer, get up from your nap...," said his friends rudely and humiliatingly. They could not stop making fun on him, mocked him with rude words. The teacher then became a little upset. He accused the boy the cause of the boisterous noise.
He said,"What you wrote was a fantasy, not a dream. You should write like any other students did. Now, you must rewrite your paragraph....