In a small town in England, there lived a poor little girl. Her friend invited her to come to her birthday party. She was so excited. But her right shoe was spoilt. She needed to get it mended quickly. So, she went to see a cobbler in her little town. “Cobbler, cobbler," called the girl. “Please mend my shoe." “When do you want it done, little girl?" asked the cobbler. “Get it done by half-past two. Then I will give you half a crown," said the girl. The cobbler smiled and quickly mended her shoe. The cobbler finished repairing her shoe before half-past two. The little girl was ... read more

DOES THE SOG KNOW Once there were two classmates Pat and Tom. One day, Pat went to Tom's house to borrow a book. On the entrance, he found a dog standing. Seeing Pat, it started barking. Pat got frightened. Tom came running and held his dog. Pat was still breathing heavily. At this, Tom said, Pat, dogs who bark never bite. Pat said, you and I know this proverb, but this dog doesn't know. Both the friends laughed heartily.

There was an old owl that lived in an oak. Everyday he saw incidents happening around him. Yesterday he saw a boy helping an old man to carry a heavy basket. Today he saw a girl shouting at her mother. The more he saw the less he spoke. As he spoke less, he heard more. He heard people talking and telling stories. He heard a woman saying that an elephant jumped over a fence. He also heard a man saying that he had never made a mistake. The old owl had seen and heard about what happened to people. Some became better and some became worse. But the old owl had become wiser each and every da ... read more

One fine morning, a hunter was getting ready to go hunting. Before departing, he went to see his little baby. His baby was awake in a baby crib. He looked at his baby’s blanket and thought the blanket might not be thick enough for the coming winter. “Bye, my little baby. Daddy is going hunting. Daddy is going to fetch some rabbit skin to make you a new blanket," said the hunter to his baby. He kissed his baby and went off hunting. After the hunting, he bought a blanket which saved his child from the sever winter that followed. Moral of the story : As the head of the family, you m ... read more

Written by Guy de Maupassant With the first day of spring, when the awakening earth puts on its garment of green, and the warm, fragrant air fans our faces and fills our lungs and appears even to penetrate to our hearts, we experience a vague, undefined longing for freedom, for happiness, a desire to run, to wander aimlessly, to breathe in the spring. The previous winter having been unusually severe, this spring feeling was like a form of intoxication in May, as if there were an overabundant supply of sap. One morning on waking I saw from my window the blue sky glowing in the sun above t ... read more