practice makes perfect 1

There was a boy called Rakesh.  He studied in class eight in a school in Chennai.  He always had his nose in the air.  He was one of the best solo dancers in his school.  He always bragged to his friends, “Is there a better dancer than me?”One day as Rakesh and Naveen, his best pal, were walking back home from school, they came across a poster stuck on a lamppost.  It was an announcement about an inter-school dance competition.  Seeing it, Rakesh said to Naveen, “What a chance to prove I am the best dancer in town!” Naveen was glad that Rakesh had an opportunity to demonstrate his talent in front of a larger audience.

But, he advised his friend, “Yes, Rakesh, I am sure you will win the contest. But, you must practice hard for the competition.” Brushing aside his advice, Rakesh, retorted, “Who needs practice, when you are the best?” He registered for the competition. Thinking that nobody could beat him, and he could win the contest easily, he never bothered to practice at all. Naveen advised him often: “Practice makes a man perfect.”