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The Wise Old Bird

wise-old-birdA big flock of birds lived on a tree in a forest. There were young birds and old birds. The oldest bird was liked by all and every one called him fondly “grampa”. Grampa was believed to be at least a hundred years old. The birds went out every morning in search of food and returned back to the tree in the evening.

wise-old-birdOne day as the birds were getting ready to fly in search of food they saw lot of bird food lying on the grass near by. “We don’t have to search very far. Look at all the food lying there. We can all get bird food,” exclaimed the birds. “Wait,” said Grampa bird, “bird food does not grow on trees here and it does not rain bird food, where did so much bird food come from? I think a bad guy must have laid a trap to catch birds.” “Don’t listen to Grampa,” said other birds, “he is old and does not want us to have good food.”

All the birds swooped down to eat the bird food. Grampa bird did not join them. The birds had their fill and were carrying some food in their beaks ready to fly back to the tree, but they could not. A bad guy had laid a net under the bird food and now all the birds’ feet were caught in the net. They struggled to get out of the net. The more they struggled the worse they were entangled. Just then they saw the bad guy. He was coming towards them. He saw all the birds he had caught and was very pleased with him self.

“Help!!!”, cried the birds. “You were right Grampa, it was a trap. What are we going to do now? Help us.” Grampa was very sad to see them all trapped.

wise-old-birdHe thought for a while and then said, “Stop struggling. Unity is your strength. On count to three, all of you flap your wings and fly up. Alone, you are small and cannot do much, but together you can lift the net and fly with it. 3, 2, 1….. come on fly.” The bad guy was very near the net. The birds flapped their wings and flew up along with the net over the bad guy’s head. He could not believe his eyes.

Grampa bird led all the birds to his friend, the mouse. When they reached mouse’s house, the birds got down to the ground. The mouse quickly cut through the net and the birds were free again.

The Thirsty Crow

The crow was flying to meet his grandmother who lived far away. He flew over the forests and the grasslands. Next he had to fly over the desert.

He started early in the morning when it was cooler. In the deserts the nights are cold and the days are very hot. So the crow started very early in the morning when it was cooler, but as the day progressed, it got very hot. The crow was thirsty. There was no sign of water anywhere.

At last, the crow saw a broken terracotta pot. There was some water at the bottom of the pot. The crow could not reach the water with his beak.

He tried to tilt the pot, but he could not. The pot was heavy and the crow was a small bird.

He tried to break the pot with his beak, but he could not. The pot was strong and it hurt his beak.

He got a stone in his beak and tried to break the pot with the stone. But the stone slipped and fell into the pot.

“I have a good idea. I can bring this water up” thought the crow.

The crow collected some more stones and put them into the pot.

The water in the pot rose a little. He collected some more stones and put them in the pot.

Soon the water was high enough that the crow was able to drink it and quench his thirst.

Size Does Not Matter

Once upon a time in a big thick jungle, there lived a teeny tiny mouse. There also lived a big and mighty lion. The mouse lived in a small hole under a big leafy tree. A lot of birds, squirrels and other animals lived on and near the tree. The mouse and his friends always played under the tree. They played tag, hide and seek and sometimes just sat under the tree for rest.

One sunny afternoon, the lion was sleeping under the tree. It was very hot and the lion was tired. The mouse and his friends were playing hide and go seek. The squirrel was going to seek. Everybody was hiding. The mouse could not find any place to hide. Suddenly he saw the sleeping lion. The mouse saw that the lion had a thick mane. He decided to hide inside all that hair.

As the mouse was hiding inside the lion’s hair, the lion woke up. He was very angry that his sleep was disturbed. He caught the mouse in his paws. The mouse was very afraid. He cried, “Oh Great Lion! Please leave me. I promise not to disturb you again. You never know. I might help you someday.” The lion laughed loudly. He said, “You, a tiny mouse, help me the mighty lion!!!” The mouse said that size does not matter. The lion was surprised and left the mouse.

One day the lion got caught in a hunter’s net. He roared for help. The mouse came out of his house and saw him. He quickly cut the net with his sharp teeth. The lion understood then, that size really did not matter.  From that day on… the mouse found another friend… the lion!!

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