Neil loves to travel and he was so fond of forests. Whenever he plans for a holiday, he would choose a place that is blessed by Mother Nature. To celebrate his son’s second birthday, he decided to stay and enjoy the celebration in woods, located at the lap of a mountain. He with his family […]
“I WANT to work at my picture,” he said, and went into the field. The little sister went too, and stood by him watching while he painted. “The trees are not quite straight,” she said, presently, “and oh, dear brother, the sky is not blue enough.” “It- will all come right soon,” he answered. “Will
HE had journeyed a long way, and was very tired. It seemed like a dream when he stood up after a sleep in the field, and looked over the wall, and saw the garden, and the flowers, and the children playing all about. He looked at the long road behind him, at the dark wood
“THERE was once a poor little donkey on wheels. It had never wagged its tail, or tossed its head, or said, “Hee-haw!” or tasted a tender thistle. It always went about, anywhere that anyone pulled it, on four wooden wheels, carrying a foolish knight, who wore a large cocked hat and a long cloak, because
Suri was a sweet boy and a wildlife lover. He was fond of elephants, the mammoth animals. In fact he was very crazy about elephants. However, he never had a chance to see real elephants. All he saw those mammoth creatures were only in television and computers. He lived in a small town. The place
It was a sunny day. Three old men with long white beard were wandering on the road. They saw a beautiful little house and decided to enter the house. The old men knocked the door. A lady opened the door. The old men asked whether they have all members of the family. The lady replied,
“LET us write a book,” they said;“but what shall it be about ?”“A fairy story,” said the elder sister.” A book about kings and queens,” said the other.“Oh, no,” said the brother, “let’s write about animals.” “We will write about them all,” they cried together. So they put the paper, and pens, and ink ready.
HE picked a buttercup, and held it up to her chin. “Do you like butter?” he asked. “Butter!” she exclaimed. “They are not made into butter. They are made into crowns for the Queen; she has a new one every morning.” “I’ll make you a crown,” he said. “You shall wear it to-night.” ” But
Tina was a 6 years old cute girl. She is very fond of wooden toys, especially she had a beautiful wood horse gifted by her uncle when she was 2 years old. The wooden horse has been her close pal and her pet. She has a 9 years old brother. She went on a vacation
THERE was once a very proud boy. He always walked through the village with his eyes turned down and his hands in his pockets. The boys used to stare at him, and say nothing; and when he was out of sight, they breathed freely. So the proud boy was lonely, and would have had no