Hands shot up. "They prevent erosion!" "They hold water!" "They give us oxygen!"
Fatima nodded. "Let's ask the class."
The wind carried his words away—perhaps toward another child, somewhere in India, who would learn that knowledge isn't just for exams. It's for life. ncert book
That Saturday, the whole class gathered near the neem tree. Some brought buckets, some brought spades, and some brought compost from their kitchen waste. Under Mrs. Desai's guidance, they carefully removed the rubbish, loosened the hard soil, and watered the roots. Hands shot up
Ravi looked up at the rustling leaves and whispered, "Thank you, NCERT." It's for life
Weeks passed. The neem tree slowly grew new leaves—bright green, like tiny flags of victory. Birds returned to its branches. The village elders smiled and said, "The tree is healing."