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Malar lived at keeranur village in pudukottai district with her family. Malar was studying in class Sixth. She was eleven years old and had two elder sisters and a younger brother, Arul. Her father, Kathirvel, was a hard working farmer. Of late, the rains were irregular and he could not always cultivate the two acres they owned. Her eldest sister, Ponni, was married to a Mason and lived in Mathur with her little son Vikram. Her second sister, Mallika, had  decided to learn tailoring after class Tenth and was attending a tailoring course in Mathur. Attending the course also gave Mallika a chance to visit her sister. But walking all the way made her tired and she often missed classes.

Her mother used to scold Mallika. "Oh! Why are you so lazy? You must attend your class regularly." Mallika would reply, "I walk 9 kilometres every day-4 kilometres to the tailoring class, 2 kilometres to fetch water and 3 kilometres to take lunch for father when you are busy. You can't call me lazy."

In fact, nobody in their home was lazy. Malar would walk 1 kilometre with her friends to school and back. She and her friends would chat and play all the way back.

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