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In the small village of Puranagar, nine-year-old Ravi loved two things more than anything else: his NCERT science textbook and the giant neem tree behind the abandoned railway station.

The wind carried his words away—perhaps toward another child, somewhere in India, who would learn that knowledge isn't just for exams. It's for life.

That Saturday, the whole class gathered near the neem tree. Some brought buckets, some brought spades, and some brought compost from their kitchen waste. Under Mrs. Desai's guidance, they carefully removed the rubbish, loosened the hard soil, and watered the roots. ncert book

Hands shot up. "They prevent erosion!" "They hold water!" "They give us oxygen!"

One evening, he noticed something strange. The leaves of the neem tree were turning yellow, and the branches seemed to droop. His friend Fatima, who loved drawing flowers in her notebook, pointed at the trunk. "Look, Ravi. Someone has piled bricks and rubbish around the roots." In the small village of Puranagar, nine-year-old Ravi

Ravi looked up at the rustling leaves and whispered, "Thank you, NCERT."

Fatima nodded. "Let's ask the class."

Ravi remembered a chapter from his EVS book: "Roots absorb water and minerals from the soil." He knelt down and gently pulled away a broken brick. The soil underneath was dry and hard—almost like rock.