My father is a teacher and a kind man. We have a maternal uncle. He was a rich man. We respected him very much. He used to visit our house time and again. We felt very happy when he visited our house. He used to bring sweets and fruits for us. My father used to lend him money. We didn’t know this but mother knew it. One day my father fell seriously ill and we needed money for his treatment. My mother sent me to him for the money. My maternal uncle turned out to be quite ungrateful. He rebuked me harshly and refused to return our money. I felt very bad. Since then I have no respect for him.