Wednesday, 13 July 2016





                                   Little Red Hen


Little Red Hen found a grain of wheat.
“Who will plant this?” she asked.
“Not I,” said the cat.
“Not I,” said the goose.
“Not I,” said the rat.
“Then I will,” said Little Red Hen.
So she buried the wheat in the ground. After a while it grew up yellow and ripe.
“The wheat is ripe now,” said Little Red Hen. “Who will cut and thresh it?”
“Not I,” said the cat.
“Not I,” said the goose.
“Not I,” said the rat.
“Then I will,” said Little Red Hen.

So she cut it with her bill and threshed it with her wings. Then she asked, “Who will take this wheat to the mill?”
“Not I,” said the cat.
“Not I,” said the goose.
“Not I,” said the rat.
“Then I will,” said Little Red Hen.

So she took the wheat to the mill, where it was ground. Then she carried the flour home.
“Who will make me some bread with this flour?” she asked.
“Not I,” said the cat.
“Not I,” said the goose.
“Not I,” said the rat.

“Then I will,” said Little Red Hen.
So she made and baked the bread.
Then she said, “Now we shall see who will eat this bread.”
“We will,” said cat, goose, and rat.
“I am quite sure you would,” said Little Red Hen, “if you could get it.”
Then she called her chicks, and they ate up all the bread. There was none left at all for the cat, or the goose, or the rat.



Friday, 25 March 2016

Short Story for Kids

Secret of treasure

Once upon a time an old man lived in varanasi.  He had a very intelligent friend.  The old man’s wife was a very young and a beautiful lady.  The old man had a son whom he loved more than his wife.  One day the old man thought, ‘I cannot trust my young wife.  If I am dead this lady would surely marry someone else.  They would spend all my hard earned money for their luxurious life.  My son would be left with nothing.  Therefore, it would be better if I bury all my wealth somewhere for my kid.’

He along with his loyal servant nandu went to the forest and buried all the wealth at a place.  Then the old man told his servant, ‘nandu! You are a very servant loyal.  After my death it is your duty to give away all this wealth to my son.  Tell my son to use this wealth wisely.’  Nandu agreed.  After very few days the old man died.  After few years his son completed his education and returned home.  His mother told him, ‘Dear son! As your father was suspicious about me he must have hidden all his wealth at some place.  I believe that nandu knows this.  You ask him about the details.  If you get that wealth, you can get married and live comfortably.’

The son asked nandu about his wealth.  Nandu revealed the truth that all the wealth was buried in the forest and that he knew that place.

Both of them went to the forest.  As soon as they reached the place where they buried all the wealth there was a sudden change in nandu’s attitude.  Though he was just a servant yet he felt proud, as he was the only person who knew about the place where all the wealth was buried.  He started saying, ‘your life is insignificant.  There is no point in you knowing this secret.’
The son felt insulted but he never said a word in return.  He was surprised at nangu’s behavior.  They returned empty handed. 

They went together to the forest twice again.  On both occasions nandu behaved in the same manner.  The son thought, nandu behaves normally at his place.  He would say that he would tell him about the secret.  But as soon as they go to the forest there he starts behaving weirdly.  ‘I would go and ask my father’s wise friend about this.’  Immediately he went and told that all happened to his father’s friend.

He listened and said, ‘You go to the forest along with nandu again.  When he starts abusing you make a note of the place where he is standing.  Then tell him that he has no right to abuse you that way and send him away.  Then you dig at that place.  You would certainly find the wealth there.  There is a psychological weakness in nandu.  Therefore he turns proud when he reminds himself of his importance.

The son did the same thing.  He got the wealth and utilized the wealth wisely as said by his father’s friend.

Moral of the story: There is no use of giving power to one who actually does not deserve it.