#rsisb Teacher Training Canva NO:15 Date:11-10-2025 🌟 "Success is not overnight. It’s when every day you get a little better than the day before. It all adds up." — Dwayne Johnson 💪🔥 True success isn’t built in a day — it’s crafted through dedication, discipline, and daily growth. 🌱 Every single moment of effort, every tiny improvement, and every lesson learned brings you closer to your goals. 🚀 The journey might seem slow, but remember, great things take time. Each sunrise offers a new opportunity to rise stronger, wiser, and more determined than yesterday. ☀️ Don’t be discouraged if results don’t appear immediately — trust the process, stay focused, and never stop believing in yourself. 💫 Even the smallest progress counts because over time, it all adds up to something extraordinary. 🌈 Keep moving, keep improving, and your persistence will become your power. 💥 #Success #Motivation #DwayneJohnson #DailyGrowth #KeepPushing #StayFocused #DreamBig #Inspiration #PositiveMindset #SuccessJourney #BelieveInYourself #ProgressNotPerfection #NeverGiveUp #WorkHardStayHumble 💯🔥🌟💪✨🌱

#rsisb Teacher Training Canva No:16 Date:11-10-2025 💥 "Hustle beats talent when talent doesn’t hustle." — Ross Simmonds 💪🔥 Talent can open doors, but hustle keeps them open. 🚀 No matter how gifted someone is, without hard work, consistency, and determination, that talent fades. 🌟 The real winners are those who show up every day, push through challenges, and refuse to quit. 💯 When you hustle with heart, you create your own opportunities. 🌱 It’s not about being the best — it’s about giving your best, even when no one’s watching. 👀💥 Remember, hard work beats talent when talent stops trying. Keep grinding, keep growing, and success will follow. 🌈✨ #HustleHard #Motivation #RossSimmonds #GrindMode #NoExcuses #WorkEthic #KeepPushing #DreamChaser #SuccessMindset #NeverGiveUp #StayHungry #BelieveInYourself #Goals #Inspiration 💪🔥🚀🌟💯

Story post no 1 Foundation level student at RSMC مولا نصرالدین (یا ملا نصر الدین) مشرقی روایات کا ایک مشہور کردار ہے جس کی کہانیاں ہنسی، مزاح اور حکمت سے بھری ہوتی ہیں۔ "Donkey Prize" یا "گدھے کا انعام" والی کہانی بھی انہی کی مشہور حکایات میں سے ایک ہے۔ کہانی کا خلاصہ: ایک بار ایک گاؤں میں دوڑ کا مقابلہ رکھا گیا۔ اعلان ہوا کہ جو سب سے آخر میں منزل تک پہنچے گا، وہ انعام جیتے گا۔ سب شرکاء الٹی سیدھی ترکیبیں کرنے لگے تاکہ پیچھے رہ سکیں۔ نصرالدین بھی اپنے گدھے پر سوار تھے، لیکن ان کا گدھا آگے بھاگنے لگا۔ نصرالدین نے جتنی کوشش کی گدھا اور تیز بھاگتا گیا۔ لوگ ہنسنے لگے: "ملا! تم تو ہار گئے۔" نصرالدین ہنستے ہوئے بولے: "میں تو پہلے ہی آخری آنے کا مقابلہ جیت گیا، کیونکہ میرا گدھا آگے ہے، میں پیچھے ہوں!" سبق / مزاح: یہ کہانی ہنسی بھی دلاتی ہے اور یہ بھی سکھاتی ہے کہ کبھی کبھی حالات کو نئے زاویے سے دیکھنے پر جیت کا مطلب ب

Story no 2 Foundation level student RSMC 🌙 Mullah Nasruddin and the Donkey’s Shadow One hot afternoon, Mullah Nasruddin rented out his donkey to a traveler. The traveler sat on the donkey, and Mullah walked beside them. After a while, the traveler got tired of the sun and stopped under the donkey’s shadow to rest. Mullah Nasruddin laughed and said: “Wait! You only rented my donkey, not his shadow. If you want to sit in the shadow, you must pay me extra!” The traveler shouted: “What? The shadow comes with the donkey!” They argued so loudly that a crowd gathered, and everyone laughed. --- ❓ Moral / Answer for Kids: Sometimes we fight over silly little things. Instead of arguing, we should share and be kind—because the donkey’s shadow was big enough for both of them! 🐴🌳

Story post no 3 Foundation level student at RSMC One hot afternoon, Mullah Nasruddin was walking through the bazaar of his town. Merchants were shouting, camels groaning, and children running about with sweets in their hands. But Mullah had no money in his pocket that day, and his stomach was loudly reminding him that it hadn’t eaten since morning. He passed by a shop selling roasted kebabs. The smell was so delicious that Nasruddin stopped in his tracks. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and whispered: “Ahhh, kebabs! Even their smell is enough for a poor man like me.” The shopkeeper, a greedy man with a sharp nose and sharper eyes, noticed him standing there. “Hey, Mullah!” the man shouted. “If you want to enjoy my kebabs, you must pay for them!” “But I didn’t eat your kebabs,” said Nasruddin calmly. “I only smelled them.” “Smell or taste—makes no difference! You must pay me!” the shopkeeper insisted. People in the bazaar gathered around, curious to see what would happen. Some whispered, “The shopkeeper is unfair,” while others chuckled, “Let’s see how clever Mullah will get out of this one.” The argument grew so loud that finally the qazi (judge) of the town was called to settle the matter. The qazi sat down under a big shady tree, and both men presented their sides. The shopkeeper said, “Honorable qazi, this man stole the smell of my kebabs without paying. I demand justice!” The crowd laughed, but the qazi raised his hand for silence. “And what do you say, Mullah?” he asked. Nasruddin bowed politely. “Respected qazi, I admit the smell of the kebabs entered my nose, but can anyone really steal a smell? If so, then every breeze that passes this bazaar is a thief!” The qazi stroked his beard thoughtfully. “Hmmm… this is a strange case indeed. But perhaps there is a solution.” Then, with a twinkle in his eye, Nasruddin spoke again. “Your honor, allow me to settle the matter in my own way. If the shopkeeper agrees, I will pay him what he deserves.” The greedy shopkeeper’s eyes shone with greed. “Yes, yes! As long as I get my money.” So Nasruddin took out a few coins from his pocket and held them tightly in his hand. He shook them so that the sound of the metal rang clearly in the air—clink, clink, clink. Then he turned to the shopkeeper and said, “As you gave me only the smell of your kebabs, I now give you only the sound of my money.” The crowd burst into laughter. Even the qazi could not hide his smile. “Well said, Mullah!” he declared. “The shopkeeper has been paid fairly—the smell for the smell, and the sound for the sound.” The shopkeeper turned red with embarrassment, but he could say nothing. The people clapped and cheered for Nasruddin’s cleverness, while Mullah bowed and said with a grin: “Sometimes, the best way to pay is not with silver or gold, but with wisdom.” And from that day on, whenever anyone in the town tried to cheat another, people would laugh and remind them of The Clever Plan of Mullah Nasruddin. --- ✨ Moral of the story: Wisdom is more valuable than money, and clever thinking can defeat greed.

Story post no 4 Foundation level student at RSMC ✨ مولا نسر الدین اور مسنگ رنگ ✨ ایک دن گاؤں میں سب لوگ رنگوں کا میلہ لگا رہے تھے۔ ہر کوئی اپنے کپڑوں، کُپّیوں اور دوکانوں کو رنگ برنگے پھولوں اور جھنڈیوں سے سجا رہا تھا۔ پورا گاؤں سرخ، سبز، نیلا اور پیلا رنگوں میں ڈوبا ہوا لگ رہا تھا۔ لیکن ایک کونے میں مولا نسر الدین پریشان بیٹھے تھے۔ کسی نے پوچھا: "مولا، آپ کیوں اداس ہیں؟ میلے کا دن ہے، خوشیاں منانے کا وقت ہے!" مولا نے لمبی سانس لی اور بولے: "ارے بھائی! باقی سب رنگ تو ہیں، لیکن ایک بہت ہی ضروری رنگ غائب ہے!" سب حیران ہو گئے: "کون سا رنگ مولا؟ یہاں تو ہر رنگ ہے۔" مولا نے ہنستے ہوئے کہا: "یہاں خوشی کا سرخ رنگ ہے، دوستی کا سبز رنگ ہے، امید کا نیلا رنگ ہے... لیکن ایک اہم رنگ نہیں ہے۔" سب نے ایک ساتھ پوچھا: "کون سا؟" مولا نے قہقہہ لگایا اور کہا: "مسکراہٹ کا رنگ! اگر چہروں پر مسکراہٹ نہ ہو تو یہ سارے رنگ بےکار ہیں۔" یہ سن کر پورا گاؤں ہنسنے لگا۔ سب نے اپنے چہروں پر مسکراہٹ پھیلائی اور واقعی میلہ پہلے سے زیادہ رنگین لگنے لگا۔ --- 👉 سبق: زندگی کے اصل رنگ وہی ہیں جو دل اور چہرے پر خوشی اور مسکراہٹ سے آتے ہیں۔ باقی سب رنگ تو صرف پردہ ہیں۔ 🌈😊