In plain words
If mala stays in your belly for any length of time, can you live? It is not possible. First of all you must send it out. In the same way, if the evil feelings in you go on staying in you, sooner or later they will lead you astray. So, all you children, you must make truthful speech, humility and obedience your true subject. Whatever we have to ask or to tell, we must ask humbly. We must tell humbly. This Ahaṅkāra brings about man's downfall. This Ahaṅkāra must not be in anyone, whether teachers or children. Each one must speak in a sacred way. How many times have I told you. Today, because only the teachers and the children are here, we have been able to know well the mistakes that are in us. Since you have learned them today, try from tomorrow on that no Remarks of any kind come. Become ideal students. Bring the country the highest good name and honour, and live your life with dignity as a life of peace. Even living artificially, there is this much honour! If you live your life lastingly as a life of truth, how much honour and esteem you will receive! A small story comes to mind. I shall finish in a little while. I have taken a lot of time.
Kṛṣṇa Caitanya, dancing, rapt like one intoxicated, was being lost in a feeling of oneness with the divine. There he entered the place called Navadvīpapura. There the kings and all the great men, seeing the bhajan this Kṛṣṇa Caitanya was doing, were themselves enraptured. They too joined in this bhajan and leaped so that their crowns fell to the ground. Into this rapture came a thief called Rāmuḍu. All his life it was stealing and telling lies. He too came in among them and put on a show. Why did he come with these great people and put on a show? “All these great kings are lost to themselves in the dancing; I too, dancing with them, can softly lift what is in their pockets, can't I?” he thought. But his good fortune! What he had in mind was one thing. But by the time he came into that crowd and danced, he too was enraptured. He forgot his very body. Well, after everyone had gone, this one waited. When this Caitanya was sitting talking with some ten children, he came running and fell at his feet. “Swami! You are giving instruction to everyone; tell me too some Name,” he said. “First tell me who you are and your story,” said this Caitanya. “Swami! I am a thief. I am spending my whole life in stealing and Asatya. My name is Rāmuḍu; everyone calls me Rāmuḍu the Thief,” he said, telling it just as it was.