ბლოგი არის ინფორმაციის კვლევის, ორგანიზების, შეფასებისა და კომუნიკაციის საშუალება .ის აქტიურად მუშაობს და მოიცავს ვრცელ, არსებით ინფორმაციასაც და განსაზღვრებებს საგნის სწავლების მეთოდოლოგიასა და მიდგომებთან დაკავშირებით.აქ არის განთავსებული ტესტები, წიგნიერების კალენდარული გეგმების ნიმუშები,საკონფერენციო თემები და სხვა. ელექტრონული რესურსი საშუალებას აძლევს მოსწავლეებს და კოლეგებს აქტიურად ჩაერთონ სასწავლო პროცესის მიზნების მიღწევაში.
There was once a boy called Mario who loved to have loads of friends. He showed off a lot, always talking about how many friends he had at school, and how he was so friendly with everyone.
One day his grandfather said to him,
-"Mario, I bet you a big bag of popcorn you don't have as many friends as you think. I'm sure many of them are nothing more than companions, acquaintances, or partners in crime."
Mario accepted the bet without hesitation. However, he wasn't sure how he could test whether or not his schoolmates were real friends, so he asked his grandpa. The old man answered,
-"I have just exactly what you need, it's in the attic. Wait here a minute."
Grandpa left, soon returning as though carrying something in his hand, but Mario could see nothing there.
-"Take it. It's a very special chair. Because it's invisible it's rather tricky to sit on, but if you take it to school and you manage to sit on it, you'll activate its magic and you'll be able to tell who your real friends are.”
Mario, brave and determined, took the strange invisible chair and set off for school. At break time he asked everyone to form a circle, and he put himself in the middle, with his chair.
-"Nobody move. You're about to see something amazing."
And Mario attempted sitting on the chair. Having difficulty seeing it, he missed and fell straight onto his backside. Everyone had a pretty good laugh.
-"Wait, wait, just a slight technical problem,"
he said, making another attempt. But again he missed the seat, causing more surprised looks, and a few cat calls. Mario wouldn't be beaten. He kept trying to sit on the magic chair, and kept falling to the ground... until, suddenly, he tried again and didn't fall. This time he sat, hovering in mid-air...
Then it was that he finally experienced the magic that his grandfather had been talking about. Looking around, Mario saw George, Lucas, and Diana - three of his best friends - holding him up, so he wouldn't fall. Meanwhile, many others he had thought of as friends had done nothing but make fun of him, enjoying each and every fall.
And there the show came to an end. Leaving with his three friends, he explained to them how his grandfather had so cleverly thought of a way to show him that true friends are those who care for us, and not just any acquaintance who happens to be passing by. Even less would a friend be someone who takes joy in our misfortunes.
That evening the four children went to see Mario's grandpa to pay out the bet. They had a great time listening to stories, and eating popcorn until fit to burst. And, from then on, they used the magic chair test on quite a few occasions. And whoever passed it became friends for life.
Two inseparable friends, Sam and Jason, met with an accident on their way to Boston City. The following morning, Jason woke up blind and Sam was still unconscious. Dr. Berkeley was standing at his bedside looking at his health chart and medications with a thoughtful expression on his face. When he saw Sam awake, he beamed at him and asked." How are you feeling today Sam?" Sam tried to put up a brave face and smiled back saying, "absolutely wonderful Doctor. I am very grateful for all that you have done for me. "Dr Berkeley was moved at Sam's deed. All that he could say was, "You are a very brave man Sam and God will make it up to you in one way or another". While he was moving on to the next patient, Sam called back at him almost pleading, "promise me you won't tell Jason anything".
"You know I won't do that. Trust me." and walked away. "Thank you " whispered Sam. He smiled and looked up in prayer " I hope I live up to your ideas...please give me the strength to be able to go through this..Amen"
Months later when Jason had recuperated considerably, he stopped hanging around with Sam. He felt discouraged and embarrassed to spend time with a disabled person like Sam. Sam was lonely and disheartened ,since he didn't have any body else other than Jason to count on. Things went from bad to worse. And one day Sam died in despair. When Jason was called on his burial, he found a letter waiting for him. Dr Berkeley gave it to him with an expressionless face and said" This is for you Jason. Sam had asked me to give it to you when he was gone".
In the letter he had said: " Dear Jason, I have kept my promise in the end to lend you my eyes if anything had happened to them. Now there is nothing more that I can ask from God, than the fact,that will see the world through my eyes. You will always be my best friend........Sam". When he had finished reading Dr. Berkeley said " I had promised Sam to keep his sacrifice he made a secret from you. But now I wish I didn't stick it Because I don't think It was worthy it". All that was left for Jason while he stood there was tears of regret and memories of Sam for the rest of his life.
Lesson of the story: No matter what If we make a friend, we should stick by him till the end. Life is meaningless without a friend. Read more at
I'd Love to Be a Fairy's Child
Children born of fairy stock
Never need for shirt or frock,
Never want for food or fire,
Always get their heart's desire:
Jingle pockets full of gold,
Marry when they're seven years old.
Every fairy child may keep
Two strong ponies and ten sheep;
All have houses, each his own,
Built of brick or granite stone;
They live on cherries, they run wild—
I'd love to be a Fairy's child.
"Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!" Originally published in the Brothers Grimm's fairytale collection, "Kinder- und Hausmärchen," translated as Children's and Household Tales in 1812, Rapunzel has been adapted broadly over countless generations in book, movie, and musical forms.
There were once a man and a woman who had long in vain wished for a child. At length the woman hoped that God was about to grant her desire. These people had a little window at the back of their house from which a splendid garden could be seen, which was full of the most beautiful flowers and herbs. It was, however, surrounded by a high wall, and no one dared to go into it because it belonged to an enchantress, who had great power and was dreaded by all the world. One day the woman was standing by this window and looking down into the garden, when she saw a bed which was planted with the most beautiful rampion (rapunzel), and it looked so fresh and green that she longed for it, and had the greatest desire to eat some. This desire increased every day, and as she knew that she could not get any of it, she quite pined away, and looked pale and miserable. Then her husband was alarmed, and asked, "What aileth thee, dear wife?" "Ah," she replied, "if I can't get some of the rampion, which is in the garden behind our house, to eat, I shall die." The man, who loved her, thought, "Sooner than let thy wife die, bring her some of the rampion thyself, let it cost thee what it will." In the twilight of the evening, he clambered down over the wall into the garden of the enchantress, hastily clutched a handful of rampion, and took it to his wife. She at once made herself a salad of it, and ate it with much relish. She, however, liked it so much—-so very much, that the next day she longed for it three times as much as before. If he was to have any rest, her husband must once more descend into the garden. In the gloom of evening, therefore, he let himself down again; but when he had clambered down the wall he was terribly afraid, for he saw the enchantress standing before him. "How canst thou dare," said she with angry look, "to descend into my garden and steal my rampion like a thief? Thou shalt suffer for it!" "Ah," answered he, "let mercy take the place of justice, I only made up my mind to do it out of necessity. My wife saw your rampion from the window, and felt such a longing for it that she would have died if she had not got some to eat." Then the enchantress allowed her anger to be softened, and said to him, "If the case be as thou sayest, I will allow thee to take away with thee as much rampion as thou wilt, only I make one condition, thou must give me the child which thy wife will bring into the world; it shall be well treated, and I will care for it like a mother." The man in his terror consented to everything, and when the woman was brought to bed, the enchantress appeared at once, gave the child the name of Rapunzel, and took it away with her.
Rapunzel grew into the most beautiful child beneath the sun. When she was twelve years old, the enchantress shut her into a tower, which lay in a forest, and had neither stairs nor door, but quite at the top was a little window. When the enchantress wanted to go in, she placed herself beneath it and cried,
"Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
Let down your hair to me."
Rapunzel had magnificent long hair, fine as spun gold, and when she heard the voice of the enchantress she unfastened her braided tresses, wound them round one of the hooks of the window above, and then the hair fell twenty ells down, and the enchantress climbed up by it.
After a year or two, it came to pass that the King's son rode through the forest and went by the tower. Then he heard a song, which was so charming that he stood still and listened. This was Rapunzel, who in her solitude passed her time in letting her sweet voice resound. The King's son wanted to climb up to her, and looked for the door of the tower, but none was to be found. He rode home, but the singing had so deeply touched his heart, that every day he went out into the forest and listened to it. Once when he was thus standing behind a tree, he saw that an enchantress came there, and he heard how she cried,
"Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
Let down your hair."
Then Rapunzel let down the braids of her hair, and the enchantress climbed up to her. "If that is the ladder by which one mounts, I will for once try my fortune," said he, and the next day when it began to grow dark, he went to the tower and cried,
"Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
Let down your hair."
Immediately the hair fell down and the King's son climbed up.
At first Rapunzel was terribly frightened when a man such as her eyes had never yet beheld, came to her; but the King's son began to talk to her quite like a friend, and told her that his heart had been so stirred that it had let him have no rest, and he had been forced to see her. Then Rapunzel lost her fear, and when he asked her if she would take him for her husband, and she saw that he was young and handsome, she thought, "He will love me more than old Dame Gothel does;" and she said yes, and laid her hand in his. She said, "I will willingly go away with thee, but I do not know how to get down. Bring with thee a skein of silk every time that thou comest, and I will weave a ladder with it, and when that is ready I will descend, and thou wilt take me on thy horse." They agreed that until that time he should come to her every evening, for the old woman came by day. The enchantress remarked nothing of this, until once Rapunzel said to her, "Tell me, Dame Gothel, how it happens that you are so much heavier for me to draw up than the young King's son—-he is with me in a moment." "Ah! thou wicked child," cried the enchantress "What do I hear thee say! I thought I had separated thee from all the world, and yet thou hast deceived me." In her anger she clutched Rapunzel's beautiful tresses, wrapped them twice round her left hand, seized a pair of scissors with the right, and snip, snap, they were cut off, and the lovely braids lay on the ground. And she was so pitiless that she took poor Rapunzel into a desert where she had to live in great grief and misery.
On the same day, however, that she cast out Rapunzel, the enchantress in the evening fastened the braids of hair which she had cut off, to the hook of the window, and when the King's son came and cried,
"Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
Let down your hair,"
she let the hair down. The King's son ascended, but he did not find his dearest Rapunzel above, but the enchantress, who gazed at him with wicked and venomous looks. "Aha!" she cried mockingly, "Thou wouldst fetch thy dearest, but the beautiful bird sits no longer singing in the nest; the cat has got it, and will scratch out thy eyes as well. Rapunzel is lost to thee; thou wilt never see her more." The King's son was beside himself with pain, and in his despair he leapt down from the tower. He escaped with his life, but the thorns into which he fell, pierced his eyes. Then he wandered quite blind about the forest, ate nothing but roots and berries, and did nothing but lament and weep over the loss of his dearest wife. Thus he roamed about in misery for some years, and at length came to the desert where Rapunzel, with the twins to which she had given birth, a boy and a girl, lived in wretchedness. He heard a voice, and it seemed so familiar to him that he went towards it, and when he approached, Rapunzel knew him and fell on his neck and wept. Two of her tears wetted his eyes and they grew clear again, and he could see with them as before. He led her to his kingdom where he was joyfully received, and they lived for a long time afterwards, happy and contented.
The wife of a rich man fell sick, and as she felt that her end was drawing near, she called her only daughter to her bedside and said, "Dear child, be good and pious, and then the good God will always protect thee, and I will look down on thee from heaven and be near thee." Thereupon she closed her eyes and departed. Every day the maiden went out to her mother's grave, and wept, and she remained pious and good. When winter came the snow spread a white sheet over the grave, and when the spring sun had drawn it off again, the man had taken another wife.
The woman had brought two daughters into the house with her, who were beautiful and fair of face, but vile and black of heart. Now began a bad time for the poor step-child. "Is the stupid goose to sit in the parlour with us?" said they. "He who wants to eat bread must earn it; out with the kitchen-wench." They took her pretty clothes away from her, put an old grey bedgown on her, and gave her wooden shoes. "Just look at the proud princess, how decked out she is!" they cried, and laughed, and led her into the kitchen. There she had to do hard work from morning till night, get up before daybreak, carry water, light fires, cook and wash. Besides this, the sisters did her every imaginable injury — they mocked her and emptied her peas and lentils into the ashes, so that she was forced to sit and pick them out again. In the evening when she had worked till she was weary she had no bed to go to, but had to sleep by the fireside in the ashes. And as on that account she always looked dusty and dirty, they called her Cinderella. It happened that the father was once going to the fair, and he asked his two step-daughters what he should bring back for them. "Beautiful dresses," said one, "Pearls and jewels," said the second. "And thou, Cinderella," said he, "what wilt thou have?" "Father, break off for me the first branch which knocks against your hat on your way home." So he bought beautiful dresses, pearls and jewels for his two step-daughters, and on his way home, as he was riding through a green thicket, a hazel twig brushed against him and knocked off his hat. Then he broke off the branch and took it with him. When he reached home he gave his step-daughters the things which they had wished for, and to Cinderella he gave the branch from the hazel-bush. Cinderella thanked him, went to her mother's grave and planted the branch on it, and wept so much that the tears fell down on it and watered it. And it grew, however, and became a handsome tree. Thrice a day Cinderella went and sat beneath it, and wept and prayed, and a little white bird always came on the tree, and if Cinderella expressed a wish, the bird threw down to her what she had wished for.
It happened, however, that the King appointed a festival which was to last three days, and to which all the beautiful young girls in the country were invited, in order that his son might choose himself a bride. When the two step-sisters heard that they too were to appear among the number, they were delighted, called Cinderella and said, "Comb our hair for us, brush our shoes and fasten our buckles, for we are going to the festival at the King's palace." Cinderella obeyed, but wept, because she too would have liked to go with them to the dance, and begged her step-mother to allow her to do so. "Thou go, Cinderella!" said she; "Thou art dusty and dirty and wouldst go to the festival? Thou hast no clothes and shoes, and yet wouldst dance!" As, however, Cinderella went on asking, the step-mother at last said, "I have emptied a dish of lentils into the ashes for thee, if thou hast picked them out again in two hours, thou shalt go with us." The maiden went through the back-door into the garden, and called, "You tame pigeons, you turtle-doves, and all you birds beneath the sky, come and help me to pick
"The good into the pot,
The bad into the crop."
Then two white pigeons came in by the kitchen-window, and afterwards the turtle-doves, and at last all the birds beneath the sky, came whirring and crowding in, and alighted amongst the ashes. And the pigeons nodded with their heads and began pick, pick, pick, pick, and the rest began also pick, pick, pick, pick, and gathered all the good grains into the dish. Hardly had one hour passed before they had finished, and all flew out again. Then the girl took the dish to her step-mother, and was glad, and believed that now she would be allowed to go with them to the festival. But the step-mother said, "No, Cinderella, thou hast no clothes and thou canst not dance; thou wouldst only be laughed at." And as Cinderella wept at this, the step-mother said, "If thou canst pick two dishes of lentils out of the ashes for me in one hour, thou shalt go with us." And she thought to herself, "That she most certainly cannot do." When the step-mother had emptied the two dishes of lentils amongst the ashes, the maiden went through the back-door into the garden and cried, You tame pigeons, you turtle-doves, and all you birds under heaven, come and help me to pick
"The good into the pot,
The bad into the crop."
Then two white pigeons came in by the kitchen-window, and afterwards the turtle-doves, and at length all the birds beneath the sky, came whirring and crowding in, and alighted amongst the ashes. And the doves nodded with their heads and began pick, pick, pick, pick, and the others began also pick, pick, pick, pick, and gathered all the good seeds into the dishes, and before half an hour was over they had already finished, and all flew out again. Then the maiden carried the dishes to the step-mother and was delighted, and believed that she might now go with them to the festival. But the step-mother said, "All this will not help thee; thou goest not with us, for thou hast no clothes and canst not dance; we should be ashamed of thee!" On this she turned her back on Cinderella, and hurried away with her two proud daughters.
As no one was now at home, Cinderella went to her mother's grave beneath the hazel-tree, and cried,
"Shiver and quiver, little tree,
Silver and gold throw down over me."
Then the bird threw a gold and silver dress down to her, and slippers embroidered with silk and silver. She put on the dress with all speed, and went to the festival. Her step-sisters and the step-mother however did not know her, and thought she must be a foreign princess, for she looked so beautiful in the golden dress. They never once thought of Cinderella, and believed that she was sitting at home in the dirt, picking lentils out of the ashes. The prince went to meet her, took her by the hand and danced with her. He would dance with no other maiden, and never left loose of her hand, and if any one else came to invite her, he said, "This is my partner."
She danced till it was evening, and then she wanted to go home. But the King's son said, "I will go with thee and bear thee company," for he wished to see to whom the beautiful maiden belonged. She escaped from him, however, and sprang into the pigeon-house. The King's son waited until her father came, and then he told him that the stranger maiden had leapt into the pigeon-house. The old man thought, "Can it be Cinderella?" and they had to bring him an axe and a pickaxe that he might hew the pigeon-house to pieces, but no one was inside it. And when they got home Cinderella lay in her dirty clothes among the ashes, and a dim little oil-lamp was burning on the mantle-piece, for Cinderella had jumped quickly down from the back of the pigeon-house and had run to the little hazel-tree, and there she had taken off her beautiful clothes and laid them on the grave, and the bird had taken them away again, and then she had placed herself in the kitchen amongst the ashes in her grey gown.
Next day when the festival began afresh, and her parents and the step-sisters had gone once more, Cinderella went to the hazel-tree and said—-
"Shiver and quiver, my little tree,
Silver and gold throw down over me."
Then the bird threw down a much more beautiful dress than on the preceding day. And when Cinderella appeared at the festival in this dress, every one was astonished at her beauty. The King's son had waited until she came, and instantly took her by the hand and danced with no one but her. When others came and invited her, he said, "She is my partner." When evening came she wished to leave, and the King's son followed her and wanted to see into which house she went. But she sprang away from him, and into the garden behind the house. Therein stood a beautiful tall tree on which hung the most magnificent pears. She clambered so nimbly between the branches like a squirrel that the King's son did not know where she was gone. He waited until her father came, and said to him, "The stranger-maiden has escaped from me, and I believe she has climbed up the pear-tree." The father thought, "Can it be Cinderella?" and had an axe brought and cut the tree down, but no one was on it. And when they got into the kitchen, Cinderella lay there amongst the ashes, as usual, for she had jumped down on the other side of the tree, had taken the beautiful dress to the bird on the little hazel-tree, and put on her grey gown.
On the third day, when the parents and sisters had gone away, Cinderella went once more to her mother's grave and said to the little tree—-
"Shiver and quiver, my little tree,
Silver and gold throw down over me."
And now the bird threw down to her a dress which was more splendid and magnificent than any she had yet had, and the slippers were golden. And when she went to the festival in the dress, no one knew how to speak for astonishment. The King's son danced with her only, and if any one invited her to dance, he said, "She is my partner."
When evening came, Cinderella wished to leave, and the King's son was anxious to go with her, but she escaped from him so quickly that he could not follow her. The King's son had, however, used a strategem, and had caused the whole staircase to be smeared with pitch, and there, when she ran down, had the maiden's left slipper remained sticking. The King's son picked it up, and it was small and dainty, and all golden. Next morning, he went with it to the father, and said to him, "No one shall be my wife but she whose foot this golden slipper fits." Then were the two sisters glad, for they had pretty feet. The eldest went with the shoe into her room and wanted to try it on, and her mother stood by. But she could not get her big toe into it, and the shoe was too small for her. Then her mother gave her a knife and said, "Cut the toe off; when thou art Queen thou wilt have no more need to go on foot." The maiden cut the toe off, forced the foot into the shoe, swallowed the pain, and went out to the King's son. Then he took her on his his horse as his bride and rode away with her. They were, however, obliged to pass the grave, and there, on the hazel-tree, sat the two pigeons and cried,
"Turn and peep, turn and peep,
There's blood within the shoe,
The shoe it is too small for her,
The true bride waits for you."
Then he looked at her foot and saw how the blood was streaming from it. He turned his horse round and took the false bride home again, and said she was not the true one, and that the other sister was to put the shoe on. Then this one went into her chamber and got her toes safely into the shoe, but her heel was too large. So her mother gave her a knife and said, "Cut a bit off thy heel; when thou art Queen thou wilt have no more need to go on foot." The maiden cut a bit off her heel, forced her foot into the shoe, swallowed the pain, and went out to the King's son. He took her on his horse as his bride, and rode away with her, but when they passed by the hazel-tree, two little pigeons sat on it and cried,
"Turn and peep, turn and peep,
There's blood within the shoe
The shoe it is too small for her,
The true bride waits for you."
He looked down at her foot and saw how the blood was running out of her shoe, and how it had stained her white stocking. Then he turned his horse and took the false bride home again. "This also is not the right one," said he, "have you no other daughter?" "No," said the man, "There is still a little stunted kitchen-wench which my late wife left behind her, but she cannot possibly be the bride." The King's son said he was to send her up to him; but the mother answered, "Oh, no, she is much too dirty, she cannot show herself!" He absolutely insisted on it, and Cinderella had to be called. She first washed her hands and face clean, and then went and bowed down before the King's son, who gave her the golden shoe. Then she seated herself on a stool, drew her foot out of the heavy wooden shoe, and put it into the slipper, which fitted like a glove. And when she rose up and the King's son looked at her face he recognized the beautiful maiden who had danced with him and cried, "That is the true bride!" The step-mother and the two sisters were terrified and became pale with rage; he, however, took Cinderella on his horse and rode away with her. As they passed by the hazel-tree, the two white doves cried—-
"Turn and peep, turn and peep,
No blood is in the shoe,
The shoe is not too small for her,
The true bride rides with you,"
and when they had cried that, the two came flying down and placed themselves on Cinderella's shoulders, one on the right, the other on the left, and remained sitting there.
When the wedding with the King's son had to be celebrated, the two false sisters came and wanted to get into favour with Cinderella and share her good fortune. When the betrothed couple went to church, the elder was at the right side and the younger at the left, and the pigeons pecked out one eye of each of them. Afterwards as they came back, the elder was at the left, and the younger at the right, and then the pigeons pecked out the other eye of each. And thus, for their wickedness and falsehood, they were punished with blindness as long as they lived.
The Three Little Pigs
The story of The Three Little Pigs featured here has been adapted from different sources and from childhood memory. The primary sources are English Fairy Tales, retold by Flora Annie Steel (1922) with illustrations by L. Leslie Brooke from the 1904 version. This title is a feature from our Pre-K Read-Aloud Stories.
Once upon a time there was an old mother pig who had three little pigs and not enough food to feed them. So when they were old enough, she sent them out into the world to seek their fortunes.
The first little pig was very lazy. He didn't want to work at all and he built his house out of straw. The second little pig worked a little bit harder but he was somewhat lazy too and he built his house out of sticks. Then, they sang and danced and played together the rest of the day.
The third little pig worked hard all day and built his house with bricks. It was a sturdy house complete with a fine fireplace and chimney. It looked like it could withstand the strongest winds.
The next day, a wolf happened to pass by the lane where the three little pigs lived; and he saw the straw house, and he smelled the pig inside. He thought the pig would make a mighty fine meal and his mouth began to water.
So he knocked on the door and said:
"Little pig! Little pig!
Let me in! Let me in!"
But the little pig saw the wolf's big paws through the keyhole, so he answered back:
"No! No! No!
Not by the hairs on my chinny chin chin!"
Then the wolf showed his teeth and said:
"Then I'll huff
and I'll puff
and I'll blow your house down."
So he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house down! The wolf opened his jaws very wide and bit down as hard as he could, but the first little pig escaped and ran away to hide with the second little pig.
The wolf continued down the lane and he passed by the second house made of sticks; and he saw the house, and he smelled the pigs inside, and his mouth began to water as he thought about the fine dinner they would make.
So he knocked on the door and said:
"Little pigs! Little pigs!
Let me in! Let me in!"
But the little pigs saw the wolf's pointy ears through the keyhole, so they answered back:
"No! No! No!
Not by the hairs on our chinny chin chin!"
So the wolf showed his teeth and said:
"Then I'll huff
and I'll puff
and I'll blow your house down."
So he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house down! The wolf was greedy and he tried to catch both pigs at once, but he was too greedy and got neither! His big jaws clamped down on nothing but air and the two little pigs scrambled away as fast as their little hooves would carry them.
The wolf chased them down the lane and he almost caught them. But they made it to the brick house and slammed the door closed before the wolf could catch them. The three little pigs they were very frightened, they knew the wolf wanted to eat them. And that was very, very true. The wolf hadn't eaten all day and he had worked up a large appetite chasing the pigs around and now he could smell all three of them inside and he knew that the three little pigs would make a lovely feast.
So the wolf knocked on the door and said:
"Little pigs! Little pigs!
Let me in! Let me in!"
But the little pigs saw the wolf's narrow eyes through the keyhole, so they answered back:
"No! No! No!
Not by the hairs on our chinny chin chin!"
So the wolf showed his teeth and said:
"Then I'll huff
and I'll puff
and I'll blow your house down."
Well! he huffed and he puffed. He puffed and he huffed. And he huffed, huffed, and he puffed, puffed; but he could not blow the house down. At last, he was so out of breath that he couldn't huff and he couldn't puff anymore. So he stopped to rest and thought a bit.
But this was too much. The wolf danced about with rage and swore he would come down the chimney and eat up the little pig for his supper. But while he was climbing on to the roof the little pig made up a blazing fire and put on a big pot full of water to boil. Then, just as the wolf was coming down the chimney, the little piggy pulled off the lid, and plop! in fell the wolf into the scalding water.
So the little piggy put on the cover again, boiled the wolf up, and the three little pigs ate him for supper.
IT was lovely summer weather in the country, and the golden corn, the green oats, and the haystacks piled up in the meadows looked beautiful. The stork walking about on his long red legs chattered in the Egyptian language, which he had learnt from his mother. The corn-fields and meadows were surrounded by large forests, in the midst of which were deep pools. It was, indeed, delightful to walk about in the country. In a sunny spot stood a pleasant old farm-house close by a deep river, and from the house down to the water side grew great burdock leaves, so high, that under the tallest of them a little child could stand upright. The spot was as wild as the centre of a thick wood. In this snug retreat sat a duck on her nest, watching for her young brood to hatch; she was beginning to get tired of her task, for the little ones were a long time coming out of their shells, and she seldom had any visitors. The other ducks liked much better to swim about in the river than to climb the slippery banks, and sit under a burdock leaf, to have a gossip with her. At length one shell cracked, and then another, and from each egg came a living creature that lifted its head and cried, "Peep, peep." "Quack, quack," said the mother, and then they all quacked as well as they could, and looked about them on every side at the large green leaves. Their mother allowed them to look as much as they liked, because green is good for the eyes. "How large the world is," said the young ducks, when they found how much more room they now had than while they were inside the egg-shell. "Do you imagine this is the whole world?" asked the mother; "Wait till you have seen the garden; it stretches far beyond that to the parson's field, but I have never ventured to such a distance. Are you all out?" she continued, rising; "No, I declare, the largest egg lies there still. I wonder how long this is to last, I am quite tired of it;" and she seated herself again on the nest.
"Well, how are you getting on?" asked an old duck, who paid her a visit.
"One egg is not hatched yet," said the duck, "it will not break. But just look at all the others, are they not the prettiest little ducklings you ever saw? They are the image of their father, who is so unkind, he never comes to see."
"Let me see the egg that will not break," said the duck; "I have no doubt it is a turkey's egg. I was persuaded to hatch some once, and after all my care and trouble with the young ones, they were afraid of the water. I quacked and clucked, but all to no purpose. I could not get them to venture in. Let me look at the egg. Yes, that is a turkey's egg; take my advice, leave it where it is and teach the other children to swim."
"I think I will sit on it a little while longer," said the duck; "as I have sat so long already, a few days will be nothing."
"Please yourself," said the old duck, and she went away.
At last the large egg broke, and a young one crept forth crying, "Peep, peep." It was very large and ugly. The duck stared at it and exclaimed, "It is very large and not at all like the others. I wonder if it really is a turkey. We shall soon find it out, however when we go to the water. It must go in, if I have to push it myself."
On the next day the weather was delightful, and the sun shone brightly on the green burdock leaves, so the mother duck took her young brood down to the water, and jumped in with a splash. "Quack, quack," cried she, and one after another the little ducklings jumped in. The water closed over their heads, but they came up again in an instant, and swam about quite prettily with their legs paddling under them as easily as possible, and the ugly duckling was also in the water swimming with them.
"Oh," said the mother, "that is not a turkey; how well he uses his legs, and how upright he holds himself! He is my own child, and he is not so very ugly after all if you look at him properly. Quack, quack! come with me now, I will take you into grand society, and introduce you to the farmyard, but you must keep close to me or you may be trodden upon; and, above all, beware of the cat."
When they reached the farmyard, there was a great disturbance, two families were fighting for an eel's head, which, after all, was carried off by the cat. "See, children, that is the way of the world," said the mother duck, whetting her beak, for she would have liked the eel's head herself. "Come, now, use your legs, and let me see how well you can behave. You must bow your heads prettily to that old duck yonder; she is the highest born of them all, and has Spanish blood, therefore, she is well off. Don't you see she has a red flag tied to her leg, which is something very grand, and a great honor for a duck; it shows that every one is anxious not to lose her, as she can be recognized both by man and beast. Come, now, don't turn your toes, a well-bred duckling spreads his feet wide apart, just like his father and mother, in this way; now bend your neck, and say 'quack.'"
The ducklings did as they were bid, but the other duck stared, and said, "Look, here comes another brood, as if there were not enough of us already! and what a queer looking object one of them is; we don't want him here," and then one flew out and bit him in the neck.
"Let him alone," said the mother; "he is not doing any harm."
"Yes, but he is so big and ugly," said the spiteful duck "and therefore he must be turned out."
"The others are very pretty children," said the old duck, with the rag on her leg, "all but that one; I wish his mother could improve him a little."
"That is impossible, your grace," replied the mother; "he is not pretty; but he has a very good disposition, and swims as well or even better than the others. I think he will grow up pretty, and perhaps be smaller; he has remained too long in the egg, and therefore his figure is not properly formed;" and then she stroked his neck and smoothed the feathers, saying, "It is a drake, and therefore not of so much consequence. I think he will grow up strong, and able to take care of himself."
"The other ducklings are graceful enough," said the old duck. "Now make yourself at home, and if you can find an eel's head, you can bring it to me."
And so they made themselves comfortable; but the poor duckling, who had crept out of his shell last of all, and looked so ugly, was bitten and pushed and made fun of, not only by the ducks, but by all the poultry. "He is too big," they all said, and the turkey cock, who had been born into the world with spurs, and fancied himself really an emperor, puffed himself out like a vessel in full sail, and flew at the duckling, and became quite red in the head with passion, so that the poor little thing did not know where to go, and was quite miserable because he was so ugly and laughed at by the whole farmyard. So it went on from day to day till it got worse and worse. The poor duckling was driven about by every one; even his brothers and sisters were unkind to him, and would say, "Ah, you ugly creature, I wish the cat would get you," and his mother said she wished he had never been born. The ducks pecked him, the chickens beat him, and the girl who fed the poultry kicked him with her feet. So at last he ran away, frightening the little birds in the hedge as he flew over the palings.
"They are afraid of me because I am ugly," he said. So he closed his eyes, and flew still farther, until he came out on a large moor, inhabited by wild ducks. Here he remained the whole night, feeling very tired and sorrowful.
In the morning, when the wild ducks rose in the air, they stared at their new comrade. "What sort of a duck are you?" they all said, coming round him.
He bowed to them, and was as polite as he could be, but he did not reply to their question. "You are exceedingly ugly," said the wild ducks, "but that will not matter if you do not want to marry one of our family."
Poor thing! he had no thoughts of marriage; all he wanted was permission to lie among the rushes, and drink some of the water on the moor. After he had been on the moor two days, there came two wild geese, or rather goslings, for they had not been out of the egg long, and were very saucy. "Listen, friend," said one of them to the duckling, "you are so ugly, that we like you very well. Will you go with us, and become a bird of passage? Not far from here is another moor, in which there are some pretty wild geese, all unmarried. It is a chance for you to get a wife; you may be lucky, ugly as you are."
"Pop, pop," sounded in the air, and the two wild geese fell dead among the rushes, and the water was tinged with blood. "Pop, pop," echoed far and wide in the distance, and whole flocks of wild geese rose up from the rushes. The sound continued from every direction, for the sportsmen surrounded the moor, and some were even seated on branches of trees, overlooking the rushes. The blue smoke from the guns rose like clouds over the dark trees, and as it floated away across the water, a number of sporting dogs bounded in among the rushes, which bent beneath them wherever they went. How they terrified the poor duckling! He turned away his head to hide it under his wing, and at the same moment a large terrible dog passed quite near him. His jaws were open, his tongue hung from his mouth, and his eyes glared fearfully. He thrust his nose close to the duckling, showing his sharp teeth, and then, "splash, splash," he went into the water without touching him, "Oh," sighed the duckling, "how thankful I am for being so ugly; even a dog will not bite me." And so he lay quite still, while the shot rattled through the rushes, and gun after gun was fired over him. It was late in the day before all became quiet, but even then the poor young thing did not dare to move. He waited quietly for several hours, and then, after looking carefully around him, hastened away from the moor as fast as he could. He ran over field and meadow till a storm arose, and he could hardly struggle against it. Towards evening, he reached a poor little cottage that seemed ready to fall, and only remained standing because it could not decide on which side to fall first. The storm continued so violent, that the duckling could go no farther; he sat down by the cottage, and then he noticed that the door was not quite closed in consequence of one of the hinges having given way. There was therefore a narrow opening near the bottom large enough for him to slip through, which he did very quietly, and got a shelter for the night. A woman, a tom cat, and a hen lived in this cottage. The tom cat, whom the mistress called, "My little son," was a great favorite; he could raise his back, and purr, and could even throw out sparks from his fur if it were stroked the wrong way. The hen had very short legs, so she was called "Chickie short legs." She laid good eggs, and her mistress loved her as if she had been her own child. In the morning, the strange visitor was discovered, and the tom cat began to purr, and the hen to cluck.
"What is that noise about?" said the old woman, looking round the room, but her sight was not very good; therefore, when she saw the duckling she thought it must be a fat duck, that had strayed from home. "Oh what a prize!" she exclaimed, "I hope it is not a drake, for then I shall have some duck's eggs. I must wait and see." So the duckling was allowed to remain on trial for three weeks, but there were no eggs. Now the tom cat was the master of the house, and the hen was mistress, and they always said, "We and the world," for they believed themselves to be half the world, and the better half too. The duckling thought that others might hold a different opinion on the subject, but the hen would not listen to such doubts. "Can you lay eggs?" she asked. "No." "Then have the goodness to hold your tongue." "Can you raise your back, or purr, or throw out sparks?" said the tom cat. "No." "Then you have no right to express an opinion when sensible people are speaking." So the duckling sat in a corner, feeling very low spirited, till the sunshine and the fresh air came into the room through the open door, and then he began to feel such a great longing for a swim on the water, that he could not help telling the hen.
"What an absurd idea," said the hen. "You have nothing else to do, therefore you have foolish fancies. If you could purr or lay eggs, they would pass away."
"But it is so delightful to swim about on the water," said the duckling, "and so refreshing to feel it close over your head, while you dive down to the bottom."
"Delightful, indeed!" said the hen, "why you must be crazy! Ask the cat, he is the cleverest animal I know, ask him how he would like to swim about on the water, or to dive under it, for I will not speak of my own opinion; ask our mistress, the old woman- there is no one in the world more clever than she is. Do you think she would like to swim, or to let the water close over her head?"
"You don't understand me," said the duckling.
"We don't understand you? Who can understand you, I wonder? Do you consider yourself more clever than the cat, or the old woman? I will say nothing of myself. Don't imagine such nonsense, child, and thank your good fortune that you have been received here. Are you not in a warm room, and in society from which you may learn something. But you are a chatterer, and your company is not very agreeable. Believe me, I speak only for your own good. I may tell you unpleasant truths, but that is a proof of my friendship. I advise you, therefore, to lay eggs, and learn to purr as quickly as possible."
"I believe I must go out into the world again," said the duckling.
"Yes, do," said the hen. So the duckling left the cottage, and soon found water on which it could swim and dive, but was avoided by all other animals, because of its ugly appearance. Autumn came, and the leaves in the forest turned to orange and gold. then, as winter approached, the wind caught them as they fell and whirled them in the cold air. The clouds, heavy with hail and snow-flakes, hung low in the sky, and the raven stood on the ferns crying, "Croak, croak." It made one shiver with cold to look at him. All this was very sad for the poor little duckling. One evening, just as the sun set amid radiant clouds, there came a large flock of beautiful birds out of the bushes. The duckling had never seen any like them before. They were swans, and they curved their graceful necks, while their soft plumage shown with dazzling whiteness. They uttered a singular cry, as they spread their glorious wings and flew away from those cold regions to warmer countries across the sea. As they mounted higher and higher in the air, the ugly little duckling felt quite a strange sensation as he watched them. He whirled himself in the water like a wheel, stretched out his neck towards them, and uttered a cry so strange that it frightened himself. Could he ever forget those beautiful, happy birds; and when at last they were out of his sight, he dived under the water, and rose again almost beside himself with excitement. He knew not the names of these birds, nor where they had flown, but he felt towards them as he had never felt for any other bird in the world. He was not envious of these beautiful creatures, but wished to be as lovely as they. Poor ugly creature, how gladly he would have lived even with the ducks had they only given him encouragement. The winter grew colder and colder; he was obliged to swim about on the water to keep it from freezing, but every night the space on which he swam became smaller and smaller. At length it froze so hard that the ice in the water crackled as he moved, and the duckling had to paddle with his legs as well as he could, to keep the space from closing up. He became exhausted at last, and lay still and helpless, frozen fast in the ice.
Early in the morning, a peasant, who was passing by, saw what had happened. He broke the ice in pieces with his wooden shoe, and carried the duckling home to his wife. The warmth revived the poor little creature; but when the children wanted to play with him, the duckling thought they would do him some harm; so he started up in terror, fluttered into the milk-pan, and splashed the milk about the room. Then the woman clapped her hands, which frightened him still more. He flew first into the butter-cask, then into the meal-tub, and out again. What a condition he was in! The woman screamed, and struck at him with the tongs; the children laughed and screamed, and tumbled over each other, in their efforts to catch him; but luckily he escaped. The door stood open; the poor creature could just manage to slip out among the bushes, and lie down quite exhausted in the newly fallen snow.
It would be very sad, were I to relate all the misery and privations which the poor little duckling endured during the hard winter; but when it had passed, he found himself lying one morning in a moor, amongst the rushes. He felt the warm sun shining, and heard the lark singing, and saw that all around was beautiful spring. Then the young bird felt that his wings were strong, as he flapped them against his sides, and rose high into the air. They bore him onwards, until he found himself in a large garden, before he well knew how it had happened. The apple-trees were in full blossom, and the fragrant elders bent their long green branches down to the stream which wound round a smooth lawn. Everything looked beautiful, in the freshness of early spring. From a thicket close by came three beautiful white swans, rustling their feathers, and swimming lightly over the smooth water. The duckling remembered the lovely birds, and felt more strangely unhappy than ever.
"I will fly to those royal birds," he exclaimed, "and they will kill me, because I am so ugly, and dare to approach them; but it does not matter: better be killed by them than pecked by the ducks, beaten by the hens, pushed about by the maiden who feeds the poultry, or starved with hunger in the winter."
Then he flew to the water, and swam towards the beautiful swans. The moment they espied the stranger, they rushed to meet him with outstretched wings.
"Kill me," said the poor bird; and he bent his head down to the surface of the water, and awaited death.
But what did he see in the clear stream below? His own image; no longer a dark, gray bird, ugly and disagreeable to look at, but a graceful and beautiful swan. To be born in a duck's nest, in a farmyard, is of no consequence to a bird, if it is hatched from a swan's egg. He now felt glad at having suffered sorrow and trouble, because it enabled him to enjoy so much better all the pleasure and happiness around him; for the great swans swam round the new-comer, and stroked his neck with their beaks, as a welcome.
Into the garden presently came some little children, and threw bread and cake into the water.
"See," cried the youngest, "there is a new one;" and the rest were delighted, and ran to their father and mother, dancing and clapping their hands, and shouting joyously, "There is another swan come; a new one has arrived."
Then they threw more bread and cake into the water, and said, "The new one is the most beautiful of all; he is so young and pretty." And the old swans bowed their heads before him.
Then he felt quite ashamed, and hid his head under his wing; for he did not know what to do, he was so happy, and yet not at all proud. He had been persecuted and despised for his ugliness, and now he heard them say he was the most beautiful of all the birds. Even the elder-tree bent down its bows into the water before him, and the sun shone warm and bright. Then he rustled his feathers, curved his slender neck, and cried joyfully, from the depths of his heart, "I never dreamed of such happiness as this, while I was an ugly duckling." - -
The Disloyal Friend is a moral story that involves Tenali Rama, the court jester of Krishnadevaraya, the Vijayanagar emperor. The story is centered around four friends from Vijaynagar.
The four friends were poor and was in search of better job opportunities. So they decided to go to the city in search of work. Since they didn't know for how long they would be gone they wondered what to do with their valuables. One of the friends suggested that they leave their valuables in the custody of an old washer woman who lived near his house. All the friends agreed to this and so they went to the washerwoman and handed over their valuables for safe keeping in her house.
The old woman told them that she would guard their valuables with her life. The friends further instructed her to return the valuables only when the four of them returned together.
One of them became a successful cloth merchant, the second set up an oil business and the third sold food grains and they all made lots of money. The fourth friend was not successful, and after a few days he returned to the village and went to see the old washerwoman. What did he tell the old woman? What happened to the rest of the three friends? Where does Tenali Rama's wit and humour come to the rescue?
Watch the full story to know what happened next. The colourful animated story is complete with dialogues and is interesting to watch.
The Gingerbread Man
Making gingerbread in the shape of human figures began in the 16th century. Queen Elizabeth I of England used to get her gingerbread figure-shaped to look like some of her important guests. Following this, making 'Gingerbread-men' became a trend among the common people.
The Ginger Bread Man is a fairy tale about a ginger bread man's escape from being eaten by many different people and where he finally ends up when the tale is done. The story begins in the house of an old couple who had no children. They were very lonely and pretty sad at times. To kill the boredom the old lady decides to make some ginger bread. While kneading the dough for the bread, she had an idea. She wanted to do something fun so she decided to cut the dough in the shape of a man to amuse her husband. She rolled out the dough and cut out the bread in the shape of a small man and put it in the over to bake.
She waited on her chair knitting away to pass the time. Then, as she smelled a lovely baked smell she got up and went to check on the ginger bread. When she opened the over door the ginger bread got up from the baking tray and jumped out of the oven. Before she realized what was going on the ginger bread man had already run out the door. The old lady ran after the ginger bread man and asked him to back.
He kept running and called out to the woman, 'No no no, I am not your dinner, for you can’t lay your hands on me. Run run as fast as you can, you can’t catch me, I am the ginger bread man!!' and so he kept running. The old lady called her husband to run after the ginger bread man and catch hold of him, he was their dinner! But the Ginger bread man kept running faster. Watch the rest of the story to know what happened to the Ginger Bread man as he kept running through the town mocking everybody who wanted to eat him.
Nighty Night Circus
Nighty Night Circus is a bedtime story for little children that will delight them and get them to sleep as they watch each character prepare to sleep and switch off their lights one after the other.
The story begins with a little owl is sleepy and flies to a branch to get ready for bed. The owl is startled by a noise and flies down to find out. There is a circus outside town and the animals are getting ready to call it a night. First we see the bear who makes shapes with balloons. He is very sleepy. The bear blows out his candle and goes to bed. Then we see a sleepy bunny rabbit with his magic wand who dozes off while practicing magic tricks, he soon goes to bed and we wish him goodnight. We go to the elephant’s den next, the elephant is practicing on his stool. He too goes to sleep as we say goodbye. In a kettle shaped home, the snake rattles his tail, does tricks with the balls on the shelf using his tail and then finally slithers into his basket for a good night’s sleep. The seal is in his room playing with a ball and flapping his tail. Soon he too lies down to sleep and we move on to the fleas who live in a shoe. The three fleas take turns playing in their little match box beds and when when the lights go off they too yawn and go to sleep as well. The Lion prances about in his room and does a balancing act by standing on a small ball. He roars and runs about and then comes back in to lie down and slips into sleep. Now all the circus animals are asleep. When we go back to take a look at the little owl, we find her sound asleep too, dreaming about circus probably! ‘Now it is your turn to sleep! Don't forget to turn off the lights!’ Says the storyteller in his soothing voice as the story comes to an end.
This animated story is beautifully detailed and the animals and their voices add to the features. Have fun watching it with your little kid and put them to sleep with beautiful moments to dream about right before bed with you.
Have you heard about the story of The Sun and the North Wind? It is a story from Aesop’s Fables (Perry Index 46). Different versions of this fable are taught to children all around the world to teach an important lesson on persuasion and power.
The Wind was very proud of its power and think’s he is the strongest in the world. The wind challenges the sun with a bet. The challenge was to get a traveller, who was walking through the field below, to take his coat off. The first one to get the man’s coat off would be declared the winner.
The wind took the first try and started blowing on the man, but the man held on to his jacket tightly and kept walking forward. The wind wouldn’t give up; he blew even harder and kept trying to blow the jacket off him. But the stronger the wind blew, the tighter the man held his coat. After a while the wind was too tired that he couldn’t blow anymore. As soon as he gave up the sun came forward shined brightly over the man. The traveller was suddenly feeling hot; so he undid his buttons one by one. The sun kept shining. The man felt too hot that he took off his jacket and threw it aside.
The wind was so embarrassed, but he learnt an important lesson. When you are gifted with a talent or power it must not make you arrogant and proud. The story teaches us that sometimes persuasion is more effective than force, in which case persuasion is preferable, since it allows the one persuaded to exert free will.
Did you like this story? Watch the animated version of the story by clicking on the link provided. The Animated video brings the story to life with vivid colorful characters and dialogues.
The Numbers Song
Let us learn the numbers
We are gonna
learn till ten
Learning numbers makes it fun
You can read from one to ten
Show the numbers on your hand
Write the numbers on the sand
Write the numbers on the wall
Pick the numbers from the ball
Don't you wanna to sing along?
Learning numbers makes you strong
Say it....one and two...
Show the numbers on the door
Write the numbers on the shore
See the numbers on the floor
Mark the numbers on the floor
Don't you wanna to sing along?
Learning numbers makes you strong
Say it....three and four
Show the numbers on the bricks
Pick the numbers from the bricks
See the numbers on a stick
Pick your number from the stick
Don't you wanna to sing along?
Learning numbers makes you strong
Say it....five and six
See the numbers on a crate
Pick your number from the crate
See the numbers on a plate
Write the numbers on a slate
Don't you wanna to sing along?
Learning numbers makes you strong
Say it....seven and eight
Say the numbers one by one
Write the numbers with a pen
Shout the numbers on the run
Shoot the numbers with a gun
Don't you wanna to sing along? Learning numbers makes you strong Say it....nine and ten
Do you love rain? Rain makes the environment cool. In this animated story, Musti became a rainmaker! How? Let us see. It was a hot day. Musti stayed in the house. He looked at his garden from his house. Since it was too hot, he could not go outside and play.
He suddenly heard a mild and strange noise in the garden. He rushed to garden and noticed it was none other than the tortoise. Tortoise had a strong and protective shell to cover from climate changes and enemies. Tortoises remained like a stone when they suspect something strange.
Sadly, the tortoise could not tolerate the heat. Musti pitied on tortoise. He told her he could spray some water on her so that can get rid of the heat. Tortoise was so happy hearing the kind words from Musti!
Musti sprayed water on tortoise through a hose from his garden. Tortoise was so happy and relieved. She thanked Musti! While they were having a chit chat, their friend rabbit came to the garden.
Rabbit was surprised to see the shower bath offered by Musti to the tortoise. Tortoise called him rainmaker. Even rabbit felt extremely hot and expressed his grief over the climate. When Musti decided to help rabbit by spraying water on him, there was no water! Musti and rabbit was shocked! What can they do? Watch the animated story.
This is one of the stories with a nice moral for kids. Don’t forget to offer help when some really needs it. It could be very small thing. Yet, if you can help someone, do not hesitate.
For instance, offering a glass of water, just as Musti did!
And kids can learn about the differences in climate; how they respond to different climate; etc.
Happy Birthday
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to children
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to children
Happy birthday to you
Jingle Bell
Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way
Bells on bobtail ring'
Making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight!
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way.
Oh! What fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh.
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way;
Oh! What fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh.
More about “Mary Had a Little Lamb”
"Mary Had a Little Lamb" is a famous nursery rhyme of American origin.
It was first published by Marsh, Capen & Lyon, a Boston publishing firm, as an original poem by Sarah Josepha Hale on May 24, 1830, and was inspired by an actual incident.
Mary Sawyer (later Mary Tyler) kept a pet lamb that she took to school one day at the suggestion of her brother. As could be expected, there was a commotion. Mary recalled:
"Visiting school that morning was a young man by the name of John Roulstone, a nephew of the Reverend Lemuel Capen, who was then settled in Sterling. It was the custom then for students to prepare for college with ministers, and for this purpose Roulstone was studying with his uncle. The young man was very much pleased with the incident of the lamb; and the next day he rode across the fields on horseback to the little old schoolhouse and handed me a slip of paper which had written upon it the three original stanzas of the poem..."
There are two theories about the origin of the poem. According to one, Roulstone wrote the first four lines, and the final twelve lines, less childlike than the first, were composed by Sarah Josepha Hale. The other theory is that Hale was responsible for the entire poem.
Mary Sawyer's house, located in Sterling, Massachusetts, was destroyed on August 12, 2007 by arson. A statue representing Mary's Little Lamb stands in the town center. The school house, Redstone School, which had been built in 1798, was purchased by Henry Ford and relocated to a churchyard in Sudbury, Massachusetts on the property of Longfellow's Wayside Inn. The rhyme is also famous for being the first recording by Thomas Edison on his newly invented phonograph in 1877.
In the 1830s, Lowell Mason stylized the nursery rhyme to a melody adding repetition in the verses:
“Mary had a little lamb, little lamb,
little lamb, Marry had a little lamb
whose fleece was white as snow.
And everywhere that Mary went
Mary went, Mary went, everywhere
that Mary went
The lamb was sure to go.
He followed her to school one day,
school one day, school one day,
He followed her to school one day,
Which was against the rules,
It made the children laugh and play,
laugh and play, laugh and play,
It made the children laugh and play,
To see a lamb at school.
And so the teacher turned it out,
turned it out,turned it out,
And so the teacher turned it out,
But still it lingered near,
He waited patiently about,
ly about,ly about,
He waited patiently about,
Till Mary did appear.
"Why does the lamb love Mary so?"
love Mary so?" love Mary so?"
"Why does the lamb love Mary so?"
The eager children cried.
"Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know,"
lamb, you know," lamb, you know,"
"Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know,"
The teacher did reply.”
A B C D E F G
H I J K L M N O P
Q R S T U V
W X Y and Z.
Now I know my ABCs;
Next time won't you sing with me.
Now that you know the alphabet song, let us answer a quiz on the English alphabet. The quiz is followed by brainteasers on the English alphabet.
English Alphabet Quiz
Which letter of the alphabet is the most used? E
Which letter of the alphabet is the least used? Z
What is the dot over the letter i called? Title
What is the most common word in English? THE
What is a pangram? A sentence that contains all 26 letters of the English alphabet.
Give an example of a pangram. “The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.”
What is the longest word in English without a vowel? Rhythm
From which language does the word Alphabet originate? Greek (Alphabet is a combination of alpha and beta)
What is the longest word in English that does not use the letter e ? Floccinaucinihilipilification (It means the act of estimating something as worthless)
How many (approximately) languages use the English alphabet? Around 100
Alphabet brainteasers
What letter of the alphabet is the most watery? C (sea)
What letter of the alphabet is always buzzing around? B (bee)
What letter of the alphabet is very long? Q (queue)
What letter of the alphabet is popular around the world? T (tea)
What letter comes once in a minute, twice in a moment and never in a thousand years? M
What letter of the alphabet widens a road? B (Add a b to road, it becomes broad)
What letter of the alphabet is the silent member of the parliament? I (We do not pronounce i when we say parliament.)
What letter of the alphabet always says yes to everything? K (K is short form for ok)
Which letter of the alphabet makes a pear precious? L (Add l to pear to get pearl)
Which letter of the alphabet is always in the toilet? P (pee)
Which letter of the alphabet is always the person you are talking to? U (you)
Which letter of the alphabet is always asking a question? Y (why)
Old MacDonald Had A Farm
Old MacDonald had a farm, E I E I O,
And on his farm he had a cow, E I E I O.
With a moo moo here and a moo moo there,
Here a moo, there a moo, everywhere a moo moo.
Old MacDonald had a farm, E I E I O.
Old MacDonald had a farm, E I E I O,
And on his farm he had a pig, E I E I O.
With an oink oink here and an oink oink there,
Here an oink, there an oink, everywhere an oink oink.
Old MacDonald had a farm, E I E I O.
Old MacDonald had a farm, E I E I O,
And on his farm he had a duck, E I E I O.
With a quack quack here and a quack quack there,
Here a quack, there a quack, everywhere a quack quack.
Old MacDonald had a farm, E I E I O.
Short Stories » In Far-Away Bohemia
NOT many months ago something was shown and told to me of a youth whom I had known in his in-fancy. Time flies swiftly, and I could hardly realize that the lovely boy I had once held in my arms was already a man and a hero.
I was visiting a lady when another entered the room with something carefully folded in her hands, and said, "I am going to show you this, because you will appreciate it and understand my feelings." What do you think it was? A dark blue apron, made to come up across the breast and down below the knees, like a butcher's apron. Then she told me its story. Her son had been called to go and preach the gospel in Bohemia. He was very young, and must have been filled with the spirit of his mission to go cheerfully so far away across the world among a strange people, he who had never before been separated from his own kindred and mountain home.
The country to which he went was a marked spot upon the earth for the great scenes which had been enacted there, and must be dear to the Lord for the sake of the great and good men who laid down their lives for love of his word.
More than a thousand years ago, many of that people were searching for the truth with such earnestness that they cheerfully devoted their fortunes and their lives to that end. They lived one long-continued warfare in its pursuit, and many at last perished in the flames or by the sword, but Bohemia was the place to which still came the lovers of the Bible to speak together in secret, and from there the truth spread into other countries, while the faithful at home hid and preserved the Holy Bible from complete destruction, through century after century. Nation after nation made war upon these religionists, and they were deprived of their rights one by one, until neither their property nor lives were safe.
So to that country stained with the blood, her streams clouded with the ashes, of martyrs, went Louis, to tell them a new meaning of the Scriptures, tidings of great joy, the restoration of the Gospel, and the second coming of our Lord and Saviour to reign upon the earth, surrounded by the pure, the noble, and all who have suffered and died for his cause.
But the laws of that country are still very strict, and Louis was compelled to adopt a disguise by which he could enter the houses and leave a few printed pages to open the minds of the people to further inquiry. So he, with a companion, traveled together as tinkers, with an outfit for mending kitchen utensils, and this was the apron he wore.
Oh, what humility ! thus to descend to fulfill the mission of the Lord Jesus Christ.
Can you imagine the anxiety, the hopes and prayers, of his father, his loving mother, and all the kindred who had known him from infancy to manhood, while he wandered through that land whose record was volume after volume of religious discussions and persecutions ?
But he who called him to go, brought him back in safety and honor. Joy and peace are theirs for faith that has been proven, and work well done. There are many nations yet to be visited and invited to the truth, and the missionary can truly see that " the harvest is great but the laborers are few," and the hearts of men are inclined more to seeking after riches and pleasure than giving their service unto the Lord.
All honor to the young missionary who wore the garb of humility and bore his Master's message. Such are builders in His kingdom, and He will delight to own and bless them.
THE child who is possessed of the five senses, seeing, hearing, tasting, smelling, and speech, and has a well-formed body, is greatly blessed, though lowly and poor, whether he knows it or not. To be a cripple is an affliction; to inherit a sickly body is a serious barrier to enjoyment. Then how thankful children should be who have sound bodies and all their faculties! Imagine a watch or a sewing-machine with one or more parts missing ! There are so few cases among the Latter-day Saints of .physical or mental deficiency that our children cannot realize how it is out in the world. If we placed a proper value upon these gifts of God, we would never use them unwisely.
We would not lend our eyes to gaze upon forbidden pleasures (gambling, horse-racing, evil company) or books, such as by false teaching or fascinating stories lead the mind astray; our ears to listen to calumnies, profanity, or impure conversation; our. tongues to speak falsely, or taste intoxicating drinks, or tobacco, or in saying anything we should be ashamed of.
In resisting these temptations lies the chief trial of life. "What!" asks one, "do the chief evils of life come through the use of eyes, ears, and tongue ? I thought it was what we did." Yes, but your eyes, ears, and tongue lead you into the acts. The souls of the blind are unsullied by sights of sin. The hearts of the deaf have never ached in response to angry tones. The tongues of the dumb have never uttered profanity.
When I have heard and seen children quarreling, with discordant voices, and darting angry looks as challenges or resentment, I have wished that I might take them to an institution where the deaf, dumb, and blind reside. I think their hearts would be touched with pity and sorrow.
Look upon the eyes that have never seen one of the millions of beautiful things in this world, the ears that have never heard music or a loving voice that exist in eternal blank. Think of the tongues like frozen brooks, fettered prisoners that cannot utter one sound, though in peril or the pains of death. Try to realize such a life as this would be, or all of these combined, and then ask yourself if God has slighted you.
But the fortunate possessor of all these gifts must not be too sure that they are his, or his to keep ; they are not; God has lent them to us, and requires us to make a wise use of them.
Some have kept these blessings all their lives, but I have known of instances to the contrary. In two cases, where falsehood and abuse had been exercised, the parties were for several days before death unable to speak. Tears and anguish of the countenance told plainly of the soul's punishment, but the words of repentance could not then be spoken ; it was too late ! There have been many instances of God's visitation and judgment. O children of the Latter-day Saints, you have been taught of the watch that is over you by day and by night! Shun such dangers, and live in such a manner that you may feel a right to claim the blessing and protection of the heavenly Parent.
Sam was a greedy and selfish man. He always desired to have lots and lots of money and never hesitated to cheat others to make money. Also, he never wished to share anything with others. He paid very low wages to his servants.
However, one day, he learned a lesson that changed his life forever.
It so happened that one day, a small bag that belonged to Sam was missing. The bag had 50 gold coins in it. Sam searched high and low for the bag, but could not find it. Sam’s friends and neighbours also joined in the search, but all their efforts were in vain.
After a couple of days, the ten year old daughter of a man working for Sam found the bag. She told her father about it. Her father identified the bag as the one that was missing, and immediately decided to take it to his master.
He gave the bag back to his master Sam, and asked him to check whether the bag had 50 gold coins. Sam was exultant to get the coins back, but he decided to play a trick. He shouted at his worker, “there were 75 gold coins in this bag but you gave me only 50! Where are the other coins? You have stolen them!”
The worker was shocked to hear this and pleaded his innocence. Selfish and greedy, Sam did not accept the worker’s story, and decided to take the issue to court.
The judge heard both the sides. He questioned the daughter and the worker about the number of coins they had found in the bag, and they assured it was only 50.
He cross-examined Sam and Sam replied, “Yes my lord, I had 75 gold coins in my bag, and they gave me only 50. Hence, it is quite obvious that they have stolen 25 coins!”
The judge then asked, “Are you sure that your bag had 75 coins?”
Sam nodded vigorously.
The judge then made his judgment.
“Since Sam lost a bag of 75 gold coins and the bag found by the girl had only 50 coins, it is obvious that the bag that was found does not belong to Sam. It was lost by someone else. If anyone finds a bag of 75 gold coins, I will declare that it belongs to Sam. As there are no complaints about the loss of 50 coins, I order the girl and his father to take those 50 coins as a token of appreciation for their honesty!”
Honesty will always be rewarded and greed punished!
Proud Red Rose
One beautiful spring day a red rose blossomed in a forest. As the rose looked around, a pine tree nearby said, “What a beautiful flower! I wish I was that lovely.” Another tree said, “Dear pine, do not be sad. We cannot have everything.”
The rose turned and remarked, “It seems that I am the most beautiful flower in this forest.”
A sunflower raised its yellow head and asked, “Why do you say that? In this forest there are many beautiful flowers. You are just one of them.”
The red rose replied, “I see everyone looking at me and admiring me.” Then the rose looked at a cactus and said, “Look at that ugly plant full of thorns!”
The pine tree said, “Red rose, what kind of talk is this? Who can say what beauty is? You have thorns too.”
The proud red rose looked angrily at the pine and said, “I thought you had good taste! You do not know what beauty is at all. You cannot compare my thorns to that of the cactus.”
“What a proud flower,” thought the trees.
The rose tried to move its roots away from the cactus, but it could not move. As the days passed, the red rose would look at the cactus and say insulting things, like ‘this plant is useless. How sorry I am to be his neighbor.’
The cactus never got upset and even tried to advise the rose, saying, “God did not create any form of life without a purpose.”
Spring passed, and the weather became very warm. Life became difficult in the forest, as there was no rain. The red rose began to wilt.
One day the rose saw sparrows stick their beaks into the cactus and then fly away, refreshed. This was puzzling, and the red rose asked the pine tree what the birds were doing. The pine tree explained that the birds were getting water from the cactus.
“Does it not hurt when they make holes?” asked the rose.
“Yes, but the cactus does not like to see the birds suffer,” replied the pine.
The rose opened its eyes in wonder and exclaimed, “The cactus has water?”
“Yes, you can also drink from it. The sparrow can bring water to you if you ask the cactus for help.”
The red rose felt too ashamed to ask for water from the cactus, but finally it did ask for help. The cactus kindly agreed. The birds filled their beaks with water and watered the rose’s roots.
Thus the rose learned a lesson and never judged anyone by their appearance again.
Short Stories » The hungry fox who got caught in the tree trunk
The hungry fox who got caught in the tree trunk
Once upon a time, there was a hungry fox that was looking for something to eat. He was very hungry. No matter how hard he tried, the fox could not find food. Finally he went to the edge of the forest and searched there for food. Suddenly he caught sight of a big tree with a hole in it.
Inside the hole was a package. The hungry fox immediately thought that there might be food in it, and became very happy. He jumped into the hole. When he opened the package, he saw slices of bread, meat and fruit in it!
An old woodcutter had placed the food in the tree trunk before he began to cut down trees in the forest. He was going to eat it for his lunch.
The fox happily began to eat. After he finished eating, he felt thirsty and decided to leave the hole and drink some water from a nearby spring. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not get out of the hole. Do you know why? Yes, the fox had eaten so much food that he became too big to fit through the hole!
The fox was very sad and upset. He told himself, “I wish I had thought a little before jumping into the hole.”
Yes children, this is the result of doing something without thinking about it first.
Let us learn English grammar
Can you pick out the adjectives and adverbs used in the story?
Adjectives are words that describe/qualify a noun, and adverbs are words that describe/qualify a verb.
Given below are some words from the story given above. Please write down against each word ‘adjective’ or ‘adverb’ as the case may be.
hungry
carefully
big
large
juicy
happily
upset
gloomily
Answers
hungry - adjective
carefully - adverb
big - adjective
large - adjective
juicy - adjective
happily- adverb
upset – adjective
gloomily - adverb
More stories with ‘fox’ as the main character
Do you know that the fox is an animal that appears in many popular English stories for children?
One story that immediately comes to mind is the fox that said the grapes are sour, when he could not get them, as they were too high for him to reach.
Another is the famous story of the Gingerbread Man, in which the fox is portrayed as a very cunning animal. The Gingerbread Man, freshly baked, was running away from both humans and animals alike, who wanted to eat him. Finally, a fox, pretending to help him by carrying him on his shoulders across a river, showed his true colors by tossing him into his mouth and swallowing him!
Rain, Rain, Go Away
Rain Rain go away,
Come another day,
Daddy wants to play,
Rain Rain go away,
Rain Rain go away,
Come another day,
Mommy wants to play,
Rain Rain go away,
Rain Rain go away,
Come another day,
Brother wants to play,
Rain Rain go away,
Rain Rain go away,
Come another day,
Sister wants to play,
Rain Rain go away,
Rain Rain go away,
Come another day,
Baby wants to play,
Rain Rain go away,
Rain Rain go away,
Come another day,
All the family wants to play,
Rain Rain go away.
Once upon a time, a man and his wife had the good fortune to have a goose which laid a golden egg every day. Lucky though they were, they soon began to think they were not getting rich fast enough.
They imagined that if the bird is able to lay golden eggs, its insides must be made of gold. And they thought that if they could get all that precious metal at once, they would get mighty rich very soon. So the man and his wife decided to kill the bird.
However, upon cutting the goose open, they were shocked to find that its innards were like that of any other goose!
MORAL: THINK BEFORE YOU ACT
Kill not the goose that lays golden eggs is a popular proverb in English that is rooted in this story.
When we use this proverb, we mean that anyone who feels entitled to, and tries to get more than he is already receiving, is most likely to get nothing at all in the future.
Read the following example:
Young Johnny had a very kind and generous uncle. Every time Johnny visited him with his parents, he was given five cents. One day, Johnny thought of buying a bike. The next time he met his uncle, he asked him for 50 dollars. “50 dollars?” exclaimed his uncle. “That is a lot of money!”
“Well, you can afford it, and I want to buy a bike,” said Johnny. “You don’t have any children, so you should have a lot of money.”
Johnny’s uncle was very angry. He did not like Johnny’s attitude.
Johnny did not get 50 dollars. He did not get his five cents also any more.
He had killed the goose that laid golden eggs. If he had been wiser, he would have at least got his five cents.
Sometimes, we are not content with what we have, and wish for more. Such discontentment always results in unhappiness, and regret.
The Cunning Fox and the Clever Stork
Once upon a time, there lived a very cunning and mischievous fox. He used to speak to other animals sweetly and gain their trust, before playing tricks on them.
One day the fox met a stork. He befriended the stork and acted like a very good friend. Soon, he invited the stork to have a feast with him. The stork happily accepted the invitation.
The day of the feast came, and the stork went to the fox’s house. To her surprise and disappointment, the fox said that he could not make a big feast as promised, and just offered some soup. When he brought the soup out of the kitchen, the stork saw that it was in a shallow bowl!
The poor stork could not have any soup with its long bill, but the fox easily licked the soup from the plate. As the stork just touched the soup with the tip of its bill, the fox asked her, “How is the soup? Don’t you like it?”
The hungry stork replied, “Oh it is good, but my stomach is upset, and I can’t take any more soup!”
“I’m sorry for troubling you,” said the fox.
The stork replied, “Oh dear, please don’t say sorry. I have some health problem and cannot enjoy what you offer.”
She left the place after thanking the fox, and inviting him to her house for dinner.
The day arrived and the fox reached the stork’s place. After exchanging pleasantries, the stork served soup for both of them, in a narrow jar with a long neck. She was able to have the soup very easily with her long bill, but the fox obviously could not.
After finishing hers, the stork asked the fox if he was enjoying the soup. The fox remembered the feast he himself had given the stork, and felt very ashamed. He stammered, “I…I’d better leave now. I have a tummy ache.”
There once was a speedy Hare who bragged about how fast he could run. Tired of hearing him boast, the Tortoise challenged him to a race. All the animals in the forest gathered to watch.
The Hare ran down the road for a while and then paused to rest. He looked back at the tortoise and cried out, "How do you expect to win this race when you are walking along at your slow, slow pace?"
The Hare stretched himself out alongside the road and fell asleep, thinking, "There is plenty of time to relax."
The Tortoise walked and walked, never ever stopping until he came to the finish line.
The animals who were watching cheered so loudly for Tortoise that they woke up the Hare. The Hare stretched, yawned and began to run again, but it was too late. Tortoise had already crossed the finish line.
Moral: Slow and steady wins the race.
This is the story that we have all grown up with. But recently, two additions have been proposed to the story.
Addition 1
After being defeated by the tortoise, the hare did some soul-searching. He knew that though he had tried hard in the beginning, he was not consistent, and had grown overconfident. He was determined to undo his mistakes, and invited tortoise for another race. This time, the rabbit was careful to run the whole distance, and of course, emerged the winner.
Moral: Fast and consistent may be better than slow and steady.
Addition 2
Well, after emerging the loser in the second race, the tortoise thought long and hard. He knew that in any traditional terrain, the hare would win, if he was fast and consistent. Therefore, he thought of a non-traditional terrain for the race. Then he invited the rabbit for another race. This time the rabbit laughed out loud, thinking that the tortoise was out of his head. But the tortoise insisted that there should be another race and the terrain would be decided by the tortoise. The rabbit agreed to the idea.
The race began. The rabbit was leading in front, with the tortoise far back trundling along. Around half way through the race, they came across a river. The rabbit halted on the bank of the river, wondering how to cross the river. Meanwhile, the tortoise approached the river slowly, got in to the water, swam across, climbed up on the other bank, ran the last few kilometers, and won the race.
Moral: when your capabilities are below par, choose a playing ground that gives you a natural advantage.
The Lion and the Mouse
Once when a lion, the king of the jungle, was asleep, a little mouse began running up and down on him. This soon awakened the lion, who placed his huge paw on the mouse, and opened his big jaws to swallow him.
"Pardon, O King!" cried the little mouse. "Forgive me this time. I shall never repeat it and I shall never forget your kindness. And who knows, I may be able to do you a good turn one of these days!”
The lion was so tickled by the idea of the mouse being able to help him that he lifted his paw and let him go.
Sometime later, a few hunters captured the lion, and tied him to a tree. After that they went in search of a wagon, to take him to the zoo.
Just then the little mouse happened to pass by. On seeing the lion’s plight, he ran up to him and gnawed away the ropes that bound him, the king of the jungle.
"Was I not right?" said the little mouse, very happy to help the lion.
MORAL: Small acts of kindness will be rewarded greatly.
In a small village, a little boy lived with his father and mother. He was the only son.The parents of the little boy were very depressed due to his bad temper. The boy used to get angry very soon and taunt others with his words. His bad temper made him use words that hurt others. He scolded kids, neighbours and even his friends due to anger. His friends and neighbours avoided him, and his parents were really worried about him.
His mother and father advised him many times to control his anger and develop kindness. Unfortunately, all their attempts failed. Finally, the boy’s father came up with an idea.
One day, his father gave him a huge bag of nails. He asked his son to hammer one nail to the fence every time he became angry and lost his temper. The little boy found it amusing and accepted the task.
Every time he lost his temper, he ran to the fence and hammered a nail. His anger drove him to hammer nails on the fence 30 times on the first day! After the next few days, the number of nails hammered on the fence was reduced to half. The little boy found it very difficult to hammer the nails and decided to control his temper.
Gradually, the number of nails hammered to the fence was reduced and the day arrived when no nail was hammered! The boy did not lose his temper at all that day. For the next several days, he did not lose his temper, and so did not hammer any nail.
Now, his father told him to remove the nails each time the boy controlled his anger. Several days passed and the boy was able to pull out most of the nails from the fence. However, there remained a few nails that he could not pull out.
The boy told his father about it. The father appreciated him and asked him pointing to a hole, “What do you see there?”
The boy replied, “a hole in the fence!”
He told the boy, “The nails were your bad temper and they were hammered on people. You can remove the nails but the holes in the fence will remain. The fence will never look the same. It has scars all over. Some nails cannot even be pulled out. You can stab a man with a knife, and say sorry later, but the wound will remain there forever. Your bad temper and angry words were like that! Words are more painful than physical abuse! Use words for good purposes. Use them to grow relationships. Use them to show the love and kindness in your heart!”
Moral – Unkind words cause lasting damage: Let our words be kind and sweet.
A Christmas Surprise
It was two days before Christmas. Harry, Cornelius, Monty and I were busy building a snowman when Fritz appeared with his little niece Emily and introduced her.
“Emily is from the South and has never seen snow before,” Fritz told us. “She doesn’t know much about our winters.”
It turned out that Emily didn’t know much about Christmas also. ”Who is Santa Claus, Waldo?” she asked me, shivering in the cold air.
“Santa Claus,” I explained, “brings presents and toys to human children at Christmas time.”
“Does he bring presents to animal children also?” Emily asked.
“Well,” I said, “he hasn’t been around this part of the forest for many years. I guess he is too busy visiting all the human children to have much time left for animals.”
“Do you think he will come if I write to him?” Emily asked.
“I don’t think so,” said Monty. “I’ve never seen him, myself.”
“Neither have I,” Harry added, shaking his head.
“You see. Santa Claus is only for human children,” Fritz said to Emily. “So forget about the whole idea. Let’s go home now before you catch a cold.”
Early the next morning I saw Emily pulling Fritz toward the mailbox.
“I wrote a letter to Santa Claus,” she said, waving a large envelope, “and I asked him to come and bring me a present!”
“Good luck!” I said. “But don’t get your hopes up too high. I don’t want you to be disappointed if he doesn’t come.”
“He will – you’ll see!” Emily cried.
Poor Emily, I thought. Christmas Day was tomorrow. She was setting herself up for a big disappointment. I was sure.
Suddenly I had an idea. If Emily wanted to see Santa, she would, I decided.
I quickly went to town and bought a few things for a surprise. I was very pleased with my idea and could hardly wait to see Emily’s eyes on Christmas morning!
The next day, I got up very early to get ready. I put on the red Santa Claus suit that I had bought.
I looked at myself in the mirror. I was delighted! Even my own mother wouldn’t have recognized me.
I put on my boots and tried out a few Ho, Ho, Hos. Then off I went, carrying a present for Emily.
When I was near Fritz’s house, I noticed many other tracks in the snow leading to his front door.
I guessed Fritz was having a big Christmas party. It’s strange that I didn’t get an invitation, I thought. But it was Christmas, and Santa was always welcome on a day like that!
Then I knocked.
I could hear little Emily’s footsteps coming to the door.
“Hi, Waldo!” Emily cried as she opened the door. “I’m so happy you could come too. We were expecting you. Please come in.”
Expecting me? Waldo? How did she know it was me? Didn’t I look like Santa Claus?
I didn’t even have the time to try out any of my Ho, Ho, Hos but followed her into the living room.
There were Fritz, Monty, Cornelius, and Harry, sitting on the sofa and having tea. And each one was dressed up as Santa Claus!
“We didn’t want Emily to be disappointed!” Monty explained.
“I know, I know!” I said. “I thought of the same surprise. Merry Christmas to all of you!”
Soon Emily opened all her presents. There was a beautiful jacket from Fritz, a pair of warm winter pants from Monty, a woolen cap from Harry, and mittens from Cornelius.
Then Emily opened my gift. “Oh, red boots – my favorite color!” she said happily. “Let’s all go Short Stories - Christmas Surprise_Pic1outside and play in the snow. I won’t be cold now!” she added.
Suddenly there was a loud knock at the door.
“Who could that be?” asked Fritz. “Everybody is here already.”
We cautiously went to the door.
But by the time Fritz opened the door, the visitor had already left. We could see the back of his sleigh disappearing behind the snow-covered tops of the fir trees.
“Santa Claus!” called Emily as loud as she could. But all we heard was a faint “Ho, ho, ho!”
“Look, he brought me a present!” Emily said. She pointed to a beautiful red sled. Hanging from it was a label that read FOR EMILY FROM SANTA CLAUS.
“I knew he would come! I knew it!” cried Emily as she danced around her new sled.
This was certainly one of the best Christmas Days we had ever had! And Emily enjoyed riding on her special sled – pulled by five Santa Clauses!
Do you get fever? Catch cold and sneeze? Suffer from cough? Musti is like you. Kids are often prone to many infections. A change in climate may trouble them. Musti is also like you.
One day, he was so sick. He had mild fever accompanied with cold and cough. Musti sneezed every minute! Since his temperature was bit high, his mom doesn’t allowed him to play outside. His sweet voice turned hoarse and he couldn’t speak properly.
Musti was consulted by a doctor. The doctor prescribed him cough syrup, and medicines. Musti was alone at home. He felt bored. He wanted to move out and play with friends, but he wasn’t permitted. His mother reached home. She had a conversation and left. Musti was left alone again in his room! He was restless to stay in bed!
He was surprised by his friend’s visit! It was none other than bunny! Rabbit visited Musti with Ms. Tortoise. While rabbit peeked into the window of Musti’s room, Tortoise preferred to stay outside. Musti’s mom came back and gave Musti a spoonful of horrible cough medicine! Rabbit wasn’t noticed.
Rabbit had a conversation with Musti, while tortoise stayed back! What happened to Musti? The animated story for kids ends with a twist!
The simple and cute story has a lot of healthy and hygienic practices for kids.
When you are sick, you should take rest!
Cold and cough are infectious diseases. When you sneeze, or cough, hold a handkerchief or a small towel before your face to prevent spreading the infection.
Medicines don’t taste like ice-cream, but they do cure your disease.
Musti’s cold struck voice sounds excellent! Musti’s animated stories for kids are one of the must to watch educational and entertaining animated story series! Don’t miss watching these short animated videos. Children can learn very small things from these animated stories. Of course, they are colorful to watch! In addition, you can ensure that your child spend time in a useful way!
Will you learn from Musti about some basic hygienic practices?
Musti a beautiful, fun loving and kind hearted cat. We have a number of animated stories for kids featuring Musti. The stories are based on Musti’s encounter with different animals and various objects. Of course, these animated stories has some educational as well as morals to nurture the younger ones. The stories are told in a lighter tone featuring colorful events and objects without stressing more on special values.
Now, Musti accompanies his dad to a farm!
Musti’s dad took Musti to a farm. Musti told he wanted to explore the farm and his dad permitted to go alone.
Musti met Mr. Dog at the farm! Do you remember him? If not, glance through our exclusive collection of animated stories for kids featuring Musti and his love for rain! Musti had a conversation with the dog.
What is the duty of the house dog? Do you know? Dog act as a security and protect from thieves. Dog barks louder when he smells any stranger! Musti was happy to learn that dogs are good security!
Next, Musti moved to a meadow, where a cow was grazing on the lush green grass. He had a conversation with the cow and left.
Musti then visited Mr. Horse, named Boomer! Musti wished to go on a ride, on the horse, but horse told Musti he was very tired. Musti understood his situation, then consoled and greeted him to enjoy a good sleep.
Musti was then surprised to hear some strange loud noises! Who was that? It was nothing but ducklings!
On his way to explore the farm, he then met pig and a crying chicken! Chicken with tears in her eyes pleased to Musti to find her mother! Musti was searching for the mother hen! Did he found the mother hen? Watch the colorful and exciting story!
Musti enjoyed spending time with animals and birds in the farm. He was very kind to all animals. He helped the chicken to find mother. Musti is so generous and very kind. Hope you kids will stay kind and soft to others.
Musti series of animated stories for kids are quite interesting and delightful to watch! Don’t miss this story!
Do you love the rain? Most of us do! Age is no bar for those who love rain! Even elders turn kids when it rains. This animated story for kids is a simple story with lots of hidden morals and teaches a lot new things to the children. Musti! We are going to watch a series of animated story for kids featuring Musti, the wonderful cat!
One evening, it rained heavily. Musti was so eager to walk in the garden. As soon as the rain stops, he asked permission from his mom! Dressed in a raincoat, Musti happily started wandering in the beautiful garden. This story is about different animals Musti meet and everyone’s view on rain!
There were lots of flowers in the garden. It slightly drizzled. A few drops of rain fall on a beautiful rose flower! Musti tried to dry the flower! A frog in a nearby pond laughed at him! He told Musti, flowers and plants need a lot of water to grow! Without water they cannot grow.
Musti asked Mr. Frog, does he love rain? Frog always lives in watery and damp areas. It is no surprise that a frog doesn’t love rain! Then there came a duck! Musti had a beautiful conversation with Duck and of course, Duck loved the rain too!
Musti met many animals in the garden. There was a Raven, a tortoise, and a dog. Among the different animals met by Musti in the garden after rain, Mr. Dog was in a great trouble. Was Musti able to help the dog? Watch the beautifully animated story!
The animation is astounding and so perfect. The pictures are vivid and audio is lucid! The video features different voices for different animals! This animated story contains many beautiful messages for kids.
To name a few, rain is essential; you should offer helping hand when someone in trouble.
And a few things kids can learn! Frogs live in water surrounded areas; tortoise can protect him from different climates with its own shell; Tortoise remains dry within its shell even when it rains heavily; Raven takes bath in the puddle and many more.
Do you remember Mr. Rabbit, a good friend of Musti? Once, he had three nephews who visited his home. Just like you kids visit and staying at your relatives’ home during holidays, Mr. Rabbit’s nephews visited him.
This animated story is all about how Musti met the three nephews at different places in the garden, while Mr. Rabbit was sleeping in his home. Do you know the name of rabbit’s shelter?
Musti was walking in the garden. He saw a ball in the garden. Surprised to see a ball, he picked it. A blue rabbit was sitting in the garden. The ball was so big and the rabbit was too small as the ball hides the rabbit. Musti was surprised at a new rabbit in his garden. He had a chat with the rabbit and learned he was Mr. Rabbit’s nephew.
Musti promised the rabbit to take him to Mr. Rabbit. He saw two other rabbits in red and yellow color. Those colorful rabbits were also very small and appeared like the blue rabbit. They were playing balls. These rabbits were also the nephews of Mr. Rabbit. What Mr. Musti was doing all the time without looking after his nephews? He was sleeping!
How Musti wakeup Mr. Rabbit is an interesting and hilarious part. Mr. Rabbits home had a smart calling bell! Watch the story and enjoy it.
The baby rabbits got scared by Musti’s sudden appearance. However, the sweet Musti had sweet conversation with them and took those nephews to Mr. Rabbit!
Now tell me how many rabbits you saw in the garden?
Tell the different colors of the rabbit! These are simple questions that you can ask your child after watching the animated story.
There are a few interesting portions in this story! The baby rabbits are portrayed in different colors. It is a clever idea to attract the kids who watch the story. Kids love colorful presentation! As said above, the calling bell of Mr. Rabbit’s home is quite smart and funny as well.
Big and Small! Good deeds are good and bad deeds are just so bad! Whether it is small or big, we should not tell any lie! You should stay honesty and honesty is always getting rewarded. Musti tells us this habit through a simple story!
We all know Musti is fond of animals! He loves to play with them. He is so kind and generous to help others! One day, Musti fed the goat in his garden.
Do you know the foods loved by goat? Watch the animated story! Musti brought a big plate of goat’s favorite food. The goat appeared very sad. Goat had a heap of turnips before him. Musti asked goat why he was so sad. The goat told him he lost some carrots! Carrots!! It amazed Musti.
Do you know which animal loves carrot? Any guesses? Rabbit! Yes, rabbits love carrots. Musti thought about rabbit and carrot.
Musti promised the goat to find the missing carrot. Musti was thinking about the missing carrot! He met Rabbit on his way. The rabbit looked a bit tired and sat under a tree. There were few pieces of carrots scattered before the rabbit.
He asked rabbit about the carrot missing. Rabbit thought for a while. He brought a big carrot from his burrow and showed it to Musti. Rabbit was arguing with Musti. Since he loved carrots, he was unable to give back the carrot to goat. However, taking others belongings without knowledge is not recommended! He convinced rabbit to give the carrot back to the goat. Rabbit turned very honest and agreed.
Was Rabbit’s honesty rewarded? Watch the full story.
This is one of the simple and colorful animated stories for kids with beautiful moral. The expressions of goat, rabbit and of course, our buddy Musti is so nice! Musti’s convincing words are good and a nice lesson to learn! Don’t miss watching this short animated story!
Have you ever helped your mom or dad in their chores? List out the chores that you can help your mom!
Washing, cooking, cleaning home, arranging the books, gardening, etc. You need not to do major tasks, rather just help mom and dad by doing small things. Watch Musti and how he helped his mom in washing the clothes. You know, Musti’s help ended in a disaster. It was funny indeed. To know more, read and watch the story.
Musti’s Mom was washing the clothes. Musti wanted to help him. He offered his help and told he would like to wash the handkerchief. He rinsed the dirty handkerchief in the soapy water filled in a small tub.
He pat dried the kerchief. Meanwhile, Mrs. Tortoise who passed by felt thirsty. She drank the soapy water and the trouble began! What happens when you eat or drink soap accidentally? It upset your stomach!
Mrs. Tortoise felt bad and she covered herself in her shell! Musti looked at the tub and found it was empty. He was surprised and shocked as well. He then saw silent tortoise. Not sure about what would have happened, Rabbit dropped by to help Musti.
Rabbit tried to wakeup Mrs. Tortoise. When he touched her, she released air bubble! (It was the real funny part to watch). Every time when rabbit touch her to wake her up, a soapy bubbly appear). Mrs. Tortoise came out of her shell, emitting soap bubble frequently.
Musti understood that she drank the soapy water. She tried to emit the soap bubbles. Rabbit made fun of her condition, but Musti told him not to do! (Of course you should not hurt someone and make fun of them when they are in trouble) Mr. Rabbit promised Musti to take care of her as Mrs. Tortoise was very ill.
Musti carried Mrs. Tortoise to Rabbit’s burrow. When tortoise takes good rest, she will recover!
An interesting and funny animated story to look! Soap bubbles are great!
How do you communicate? By speaking, mostly! What will happen if you cannot speak one day? Did you ever imagine about this? When kids and adults catch cold or cough, the voice get coarse and they were unable to speak properly!
Here is the story of a cockerel in a farm, who cannot crow anymore. He struggled to communicate, but cannot do it! Let us see what happened to cockerel!
It was a lovely farm with lush green grass, flowers, plants and small trees all over the place. Musti, our hero always loved farms and gardens. He used to accompany his father to farm visits! Do you remember it? If not, browse through our collection of animated stories for kids and watch Musti’s experiences in the farm.
Musti visited the farm once again! He saw a hen family pecking the grains. Corns and grains are staple food of brides. The mother hen with her chickens was eating grains. Musti couldn’t find the cockerel, the father hen. Musti get surprised about cockerel missing.
Where did he go? He realized that the cockerel was ill. He couldn’t crow! He struggled to speak out but could not make it. Musti tried to help him. Since he was too young and could not find a solution, he decided to carry the cockerel to his dad.
Musti carried the cockerel in his arms and rushed to meet his dad. He met other animals in the farm. He explained about the cockerel chocking and inability to crow! On the way, cockerel tripped! What happened? Did he recover? Watch the full story.
Musti series of animated stories for kids are relatively very short stories. They are quite interesting and loved by kids. Beautiful images, attractive animations and simply story lines are put together to create inspiring and entertaining series of animated stories.
Most of the stories in this series revolve around offering help, being kind and loving nature. Musti doesn’t hesitate to help the suffering cockerel!
You may choke like the cockerel when you eat rapidly. Eat slowly and mindfully. Chew the foods and don’t rush when you eat!
There was a beautiful garden in Musti’s home. Musti is loved by all the animals and birds lived in his garden. Also, he loved them all. The garden had a beautiful and compact nest. The nest was the shelter for a mother bird and three little baby birds.
Musti was so fond of those tiny baby birds. He visits them often and plays with them. One day, the mother bird told her baby birds to stay in place for a while as she was about to move away in search of food. The baby birds agreed. Musti reached there and the mother bird asked Musti to look after her kids. Musti agreed. Of course, our Musti is so sweet and kind.
Musti was looking at the tiny nest. The three baby birds were resting inside. Musti wandered here and there in the garden. The baby birds seemed uncomfortable in the nest without their mother.
Suddenly, a baby bird fell down. However, she was saved by the tortoise. Musti thanked Tortoise. He explained that these kids missing their mom. Musti asked Tortoise to take care of those birds. He went in search of the mother bird. Musti consoled the babies and promised them to bring back their mother as soon as possible.
Was Musti able to bring the mother bird and make the babies happy? Watch the colorful story!
The animation of this story is just beautiful. Every character is amazingly presented in the story. The three little birds are lovely to watch. Kids will surely love to see the colorful animation.
Every story in the series of animated stories for kids featuring Musti has good morals for kids. The background voice and music adds more life to the video.
When someone needs your help, you should not hesitate to do, just like Musti offered his help to take care of the baby birds. Similarly, Tortoise rushed to help and protect the baby bird from falling from her nest. It is a voluntary help! Would you not offer helping hand?
Don’t miss watching this story!
More about ‘Twinkle Twinkle Little Star’
“Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star" is a very popular English nursery rhyme and a lullaby. Did you know that the lyrics are from a poem published in 1806? The poem, titled ‘The Star’ was by Jane Taylor. It was in couplet form, and was published in Rhymes for the Nursery, which was a collection of poems written by Taylor and her sister Ann. In fact, the English lyrics have five stanzas, though only the first one is popular and widely known. The full poem is as given below.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Then the traveller in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny sparks;
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.
In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eye
Till the sun is in the sky.
As your bright and tiny spark
Lights the traveller in the dark,
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
Twinkle Twinkle Little Star is the perfect piece of music for a beginner in piano. The repeated notes and the simple music is ideal for the novice. Below given is the sheet music for this rhyme.
Once upon a time there was an old mother pig who had three little pigs and not enough food to feed them. So when they were old enough, she sent them out into the world to seek their fortunes.
The first little pig was very lazy. He didn't want to work at all and he built his house out of straw. The second little pig worked a little bit harder but he was somewhat lazy too and he built his house out of sticks. Then, they sang and danced and played together the rest of the day.
The third little pig worked hard all day and built his house with bricks. It was a sturdy house complete with a fine fireplace and chimney. It looked like it could withstand the strongest winds.
The next day, a wolf happened to pass by the lane where the three little pigs lived; and he saw the straw house, and he smelled the pig inside. He thought the pig would make a mighty fine meal and his mouth began to water.
So he knocked on the door and said:
Then the wolf showed his teeth and said:
So the wolf knocked on the door and said:
Do you love rain? Rain makes the environment cool. In this animated story, Musti became a rainmaker! How? Let us see. It was a hot day. Musti stayed in the house. He looked at his garden from his house. Since it was too hot, he could not go outside and play.
Now that you know the alphabet song, let us answer a quiz on the English alphabet. The quiz is followed by brainteasers on the English alphabet.
“Yes, but the cactus does not like to see the birds suffer,” replied the pine.
The rose opened its eyes in wonder and exclaimed, “The cactus has water?”
“Yes, you can also drink from it. The sparrow can bring water to you if you ask the cactus for help.”
The red rose felt too ashamed to ask for water from the cactus, but finally it did ask for help. The cactus kindly agreed. The birds filled their beaks with water and watered the rose’s roots.
Thus the rose learned a lesson and never judged anyone by their appearance again.
However, upon cutting the goose open, they were shocked to find that its innards were like that of any other goose!
The day arrived and the fox reached the stork’s place. After exchanging pleasantries, the stork served soup for both of them, in a narrow jar with a long neck. She was able to have the soup very easily with her long bill, but the fox obviously could not.
The Tortoise walked and walked, never ever stopping until he came to the finish line.
Just then the little mouse happened to pass by. On seeing the lion’s plight, he ran up to him and gnawed away the ropes that bound him, the king of the jungle.
“Well,” I said, “he hasn’t been around this part of the forest for many years. I guess he is too busy visiting all the human children to have much time left for animals.”
Early the next morning I saw Emily pulling Fritz toward the mailbox.
The next day, I got up very early to get ready. I put on the red Santa Claus suit that I had bought.
When I was near Fritz’s house, I noticed many other tracks in the snow leading to his front door.
There were Fritz, Monty, Cornelius, and Harry, sitting on the sofa and having tea. And each one was dressed up as Santa Claus!
Soon Emily opened all her presents. There was a beautiful jacket from Fritz, a pair of warm winter pants from Monty, a woolen cap from Harry, and mittens from Cornelius.
“Santa Claus!” called Emily as loud as she could. But all we heard was a faint “Ho, ho, ho!”
Do you get fever? Catch cold and sneeze? Suffer from cough? Musti is like you. Kids are often prone to many infections. A change in climate may trouble them. Musti is also like you.
Musti a beautiful, fun loving and kind hearted cat. We have a number of animated stories for kids featuring Musti. The stories are based on Musti’s encounter with different animals and various objects. Of course, these animated stories has some educational as well as morals to nurture the younger ones. The stories are told in a lighter tone featuring colorful events and objects without stressing more on special values.
Do you love the rain? Most of us do! Age is no bar for those who love rain! Even elders turn kids when it rains. This animated story for kids is a simple story with lots of hidden morals and teaches a lot new things to the children. Musti! We are going to watch a series of animated story for kids featuring Musti, the wonderful cat!
Do you remember Mr. Rabbit, a good friend of Musti? Once, he had three nephews who visited his home. Just like you kids visit and staying at your relatives’ home during holidays, Mr. Rabbit’s nephews visited him.
Big and Small! Good deeds are good and bad deeds are just so bad! Whether it is small or big, we should not tell any lie! You should stay honesty and honesty is always getting rewarded. Musti tells us this habit through a simple story!
Have you ever helped your mom or dad in their chores? List out the chores that you can help your mom!
How do you communicate? By speaking, mostly! What will happen if you cannot speak one day? Did you ever imagine about this? When kids and adults catch cold or cough, the voice get coarse and they were unable to speak properly!
There was a beautiful garden in Musti’s home. Musti is loved by all the animals and birds lived in his garden. Also, he loved them all. The garden had a beautiful and compact nest. The nest was the shelter for a mother bird and three little baby birds.
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