In plain words
Every day at school I alone sang the prayer song. “Rāju! Small as you are, your prayer song delights our hearts,” the headmaster would say in praise. After I left school, they put a boy up on the stage to sing the prayer song. But as soon as he began to sing he thought of Me and wept aloud. Everyone wept. They said they did not want this prayer. When I set out for Puttaparthi, all the children insisted that they too would come. If so many came to this village, where would they stay? It would be very hard. So I told the headmaster to talk the children out of coming.
The story of Ramesh and Suresh
In the classroom Ramesh, Suresh and I, the three of us, used to sit at the same desk. I sat in the middle, one on this side and one on that. Once we had to sit the ESLC public examinations. In the classroom I used to help those boys by answering the questions the teachers asked. But in that ESLC examination the three of us had to sit very far apart from one another. Our roll numbers fell that way. Ramesh and Suresh were badly frightened, saying, ‘What will become of us?’ Then I: “You need not write anything; just act as though you are writing something, that is enough. I will write your papers too,” I told them, giving them courage.
We went to write the examination. They gave us two hours. I finished My paper in just ten minutes. Then I took another paper, wrote all the answers in Ramesh's handwriting, and wrote his name at the bottom. On another paper I wrote the answers in Suresh's handwriting, and wrote his name at the bottom. Only the three of us got a first class. That Ramesh and Suresh too got a first class astonished everyone. There was no room to think that they had copied from My paper. For in the examination hall we sat very far apart from one another. One could not copy by looking at another.