Once there was a boy, named Ali. He was a very brilliant student and had also won many prizes in different competitions. He excelled in all his subjects except for maths. He tried much to improve his maths but couldn’t help himself much. So, to improve his maths, he decided to take tuitions. His parents agreed to this.
Everything was going perfectly well until he failed in a test, which was a month earlier from the mid-term examinations. When Ali checked his answers, every answer was correct. He got confused and asked the teacher why he didn’t get adequate marks? The teacher replied that the methods he used were not the methods the teacher taught, and that’s why he got such low marks. So, he began to worry about his exams.
He shared this problem with his tuition teacher who told him that his method will help him solve the problem easily and will save much time.
The next day he discussed this with his class teacher and got the reply that the method which the class teacher taught, was appropriate and only that method must be used in the exams or his marks will be deducted.
His tuition teacher didn’t like these frills, and his class teacher wanted the work, step by step, explained and fine in form. As a result an indirect controversy built up between them. Both the teachers were indirectly persuading each other on having different knowledge and Ali was the one who would have to pay the price for this dispute.
It was like wasting his precious time in. When he got his school report, he was absolutely disheartened. Just because he failed in maths he failed the whole examination. He got forty-nine marks out of a hundred. Achieving high grades in maths was his dream but the consecutive variance of his tuition and class teachers, misled him to a great extent.
He failed, because he got confused about what methods to use to solve the problem. The methods taught to him by his tuition teacher were more ingrained in his mind than the methods taught by his class teacher. He was unable to follow both the teachers. Years of hard work were drowned. Just because he was unable to solve the math problems the way his class teacher did.
And at the end, he got nothing. He stopped taking private tuitions and carried on with his studies. Now he truly understood the meaning of the proverb ‘No man can serve two masters’.