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There was once a handsome young prince who had the misfortune to offend a wicked fairy. To avenge herself she turned him into an ugly frog and put him into a well. Now it happened that the well was in the courtyard of a king's palace and on fine days, when the sun shone warmly, the king's youngest daughter sometimes came there to amuse herself by tossing a golden ball high into the air and catching it as it fell. The poor frog watched her running to and fro in the sunshine. He thought she was the prettiest princess he had ever seen. One day, the princess threw the ball up so high that when she stretched out her hand to catch it the ball bounced on the stones and fell with a splash into the water. She ran to the edge of the well and gazed down. But the golden ball had sunk far, far out of sight. Only a little ring of bubbles showed her where it had disappeared. She began to cry bitterly. The frog popped his head out of the water. "Don't cry, Princess!" he said. &qu

Solomon made an alliance with Pharaoh king of Egypt and married his daughter. He brought her to the City of David until he finished building his palace and the temple of the LORD, and the wall around Jerusalem. 2 The people, however, were still sacrificing at the high places, because a temple had not yet been built for the Name of the LORD. 3 Solomon showed his love for the LORD by walking according to the instructions given him by his father David, except that he offered sacrifices and burned incense on the high places. 4 The king went to Gibeon to offer sacrifices, for that was the most important high place, and Solomon offered a thousand burnt offerings on that altar. 5 At Gibeon the LORD appeared to Solomon during the night in a dream, and God said, “Ask for whatever you want me to give you.” 6 Solomon answered, “You have shown great kindness to your servant, my father David, because he was faithful to you and righteous and upright in heart. You have continued this great kindness t

Long, long ago there lived an old woman who sold the best soup in the market. It was chicken soup. Nobody knew the old woman's name. Nobody knew where she lived. Nobody knew why her soup was always the best in the market and why it was so hot. But people did not think about that. They bought the soup and ate it. Every morning the old woman came to the market square. She carried a big black pot of hot chicken soup on her head. Then she sat down under a tree, and it did not take her long to sell her soup. There lived a small boy not far from the market square. His name was Kalari. He liked the soup very much. He wanted to know where the old woman came from. One day when the old woman put her empty pot on her head and left the market square, Kalari followed her, but she did not see him. hey went a long, long way, they climbed up a high hill. Evening came. Kalari was afraid, but he went on. At last the woman came to a little hut on that high hill. There stood a very large pot. "Ho

This Short Story The Magic Pot is quite interesting to all the people. Enjoy reading this story. Once upon a time a farmer, Gopi, lived in a village. He had few acres of land. One hot afternoon, the poor farmer was digging his field. All of a sudden, his spade hit something. Then he continued his digging. “It is a big metal pot,” said Gopi. It was big enough to boil rice for more than hundred people. “It does not seem to be of any use to me. I will dig deeper. May be I will find something else,” thought Gopi. He continued to dig. After he had dug for a long time, Gopi felt tired. “It is of no use. There is nothing in this field” he thought. Then at once, he threw the spade into the pot in frustration and sat under a tree to take rest for a while. After a while, when he got up to leave, he could not believe his eyes. There were one hundred spades in the pot. “This is a magical pot. I will put this mango inside the pot and see what happens,” Gopi thought. Then Gopi put a mango into the p

Once upon a time, in a land far away and in a time not so different from our own, existed a young prince whose life was caught up in a battle between good and evil. La Fée Misérable has enslaved the willing heart of the young prince. Amidst the terror of the court, the good fairy, La Bonne Fée, arrived to guide the prince from evil. As the air filled with explosions of light, innocent victims were caught in the crossfire and La Fée Miserable stood triumphant over the prince. La Bonne Fée could not break the power of La Fée Misérable but she could cause the evil ugliness to come to the surface leaving the Prince with a clean heart but a beastly exterior. Faced with this reality, La Fée Misérable deserted the Beast. As the Beast stared at La Bonne Fée, holding a magnificent rose and a mirror, he heard her intone: When the day comes that this rose is picked, you will know it for both your hope and your doom. The man who picks this rose will have three daughters. If one of the daughters, o

Since Birbal always outwitted Akbar, Akbar thought of a plan to make Birbal look like a fool. He gave one egg to each of his ministers before Birbal reached the court one morning. So when Birbal arrived, the king narrated a dream he had had the previous night saying that he would be able to judge the honesty of his ministers if they were able to bring back an egg from the royal garden pond. So, Akbar asked all his courtiers to go to the pond, one at a time and return with an egg. So, one by one, all his ministers went to the pond and returned with the egg which he had previously given them. Then it was Birbal's turn. He jumped into the pond and could find no eggs. He finally realized that the King was trying to play a trick on him. So he entered the court crowing like a cock. The Emperor asked him to stop making that irritating noise and then asked him for the egg. Birbal smiled and replied that only hens lay eggs, and as he was a cock, he could not produce an egg. Everyone laughed

King Akbar was very fond of Birbal. This made a certain courtier very jealous. Now this courtier always wanted to be chief minister, but this was not possible as Birbal filled that position. One day Akbar praised Birbal in front of the courtier. This made the courtier very angry and he said that the king praised Birbal unjustly and if Birbal could answer three of his questions, he would accept the fact that Birbal was intelligent. Akbar always wanting to test Birbals wit readily agreed. The three questions were 1. How many stars are there in the sky 2. Where is the centre of the Earth and 3. How many men and how many women are there in the world. Immediately Akbar asked Birbal the three questions and informed him that if he could not answer them, he would have to resign as chief minister. To answer the first question, Birbal brought a hairy sheep and said � There are as many stars in the sky as there is hair on the sheep � s body. My friend the courtier is welcome to count them if he

Emperor Akbar's court was famous for its witty question and answer sessions. On one of these occasions, the Emperor asked Birbal if there was anything that the sun and the moon could not see. Birbal's reply was 'darkness'. Akbar was pleased. Next, he asked what was the difference between a truth and a lie. To which Birbal replied that it was the distance between the ears and the eyes because what you see with your eyes is true, but what you hear with your ears is generally false. Akbar was satisfied. Lastly, Emperor Akbar drew a line on the floor and asked Birbal to shorten it without wiping out the ends. Birbal drew a longer line below the line drawn by Akbar and remarked that though he had not rubbed off the original line he had definitely succeeded in making it shorter.

On a cold winter day Akbar and Birbal took a walk along the lake. A thought came to Birbal that a man would do anything for money. He expressed his feelings to Akbar. Akbar then put his finger into the lake and immediately removed it because he shivered with cold. Akbar said "I don't think a man would spend an entire night in the cold water of this lake for money." Birbal replied "I am sure I can find such a person." Akbar then challenged Birbal into finding such a person and said that he would reward the person with a thousand gold coins. Birbal searched far and wide until he found a poor man who was desperate enough to accept the challenge. The poor man entered the lake and Akbar had guards posted near him to make sure that he really did as promised. The next morning the guards took the poor man to Akbar. Akbar asked the poor man if he had indeed spent the night in the lake. The poor man replied that he had. Akbar then asked the poor man how he managed to spe

One fine day, Akbar, accompanied by his two sons and his clever Minister Birbal, went to the river to take a bath. They asked Birbal to hold their clothes while they were bathing and took off their clothes and stepped into the river. Birbal stood at the bank of the river, waiting for them, with their clothes on his shoulder. Looking at Birbal standing like this, Akbar felt like teasing him and remarked that Birbal looked like a washerman's donkey with a load of clothes. Birbal quickly retorted that he was carrying the load of not just one donkey, but actually three. The emperor was speechless.

One night, Emperor Akbar dreamt that he had lost all his teeth, except one. The next morning he invited all the astrologers of his kingdom to interpret this dream. After a long discussion, the astrologers prophesized that all his relatives would die before him. Akbar was very upset by this interpretation and so sent away all the astrologers without any reward. Later that day, Birbal entered the court. Akbar related his dream and asked him to interpret it. After thinking for a while Birbal replied that the Emperor would live a longer & more fulfilled life than any of his relatives. Akbar was pleased with Birbal's explanation and rewarded him handsomely.

I am not related to Mickey, Minnie, or Mighty, (even though there is a small resemblance to that super-hero Mighty mouse). I live in the attic in Cinderella's house. You might say Cindy and I were roommates. When she was small, and her father was alive, we shared a beautiful room downstairs. But after her father died, she was put in the attic. I naturally followed, because I knew she would need my company. And need me she did. At first, she thought of me only as a common ordinary mouse. Night after night she would throw me crumbs. (I thought she was very kind). Then one night, after her step-mother locked the door, she began to cry. I climbed up on Cindy's lap. She talked to me and gave me my name. I thought at the time it was a nerdy name, "Oscar", but I am used to it now. I even kind-of like it. Everyday I watched Cindy work sooo hard. Finally one day, quite by accident, I found a way to help her. You see, her step-sisters were ordering her around, and they made her

40 years ago my father-in-law came across this doll in a dime store in America. It was displayed surrounded by old pictures of itself taken years before. On the floor in front of the display was a red line. The display had a sign saying this: “In 1888 this doll was given to Cedric Argyle of London. The doll Had previously been used in no fewer than 68 exorcisms. Reverend Thomas Blythe and his friend Mr.Argayus Brown used the doll in exorcisms when mischievous spirits haunted the stately homes and staff quarters of the gentry all over England. Thomas had often commented on the doll looking at him on numerous occasions and blinking or smiling. After a time the doll was finally photographed by a friend. When it was photographed again some 20 minutes later the photographer said he noticed the doll seemed to smile and it spooked him. No one took much notice until the plates were developed and the photographs revealed the face had actually changed!

To make a story first choose the name of the story, It can be any name, if you have brothers and sisters in class 1,2 or 3 and if you like any lesson, First read the lesson and if it is very big then make important points from each paragraph, then join the sentences from each paragraph making summary of each paragraph and then join all the summaries. For example if there is a lesson as ravi and the park, You can change the lesson with gold, daimound and any other thing and then change the name of the story like ravi and the gold coins. Thats it, You will get a nice story by yourself. Keep writing a story...Thanks :)

KING Sagara waited in vain for the return of the princes who had gone in search of the sacrificial horse. After some days he called his grandson, Amsuman, and said: "I am anxious to know what has happened to the princes who went to Patala. You are brave; go thither, well-armed and find out what has happened and come back crowned with success." Amsuman went closely following the path of the princes and reached the nether world where he saw and paid salutations to the mighty elephants standing guard at the four quarters. These guardians of the quarters uttered encouraging words and said he would succeed in his mission. When in due course Amsuman entered and went round Patala he was delighted when he found the sacrificial horse grazing contentedly there, but was perplexed and distressed when he saw heaps of ashes all over the place. Could they be all that remained of his valiant uncles? Garuda, the bird-king, brother of Sumati, Sagara's second wife, who chanced to be there t

There was a man who was not kind to animals. One day when he was hunting, he found a rattlesnake and decided to torture it. He held its head to the ground and pierced it with a piece of bark. Then as it was caught there, he tormented it. "We shall fight," he said and then burned the snake until it was dead. He thought this was a great jest and so, whenever he found a snake, he would do the same thing. One day another man from his village was walking through the forest when he heard a strange sound. It was louder than the wind hissing through the tops of tall pine trees. He crept closer to see. There, in a great clearing, were many snakes. They were gathered for a war council and as he listened in fright he heard them say: "We shall now fight with them. Djisdaah has challenged us and we shall go to war. In four days we shall go to their village and fight them." The man crept away and then ran as fast as he could to his village to tell what he had heard and seen. The

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Once upon a time there lived a very rich King, whose name was Midas. He had one little daughter whom he loved very much, and whose name was Marigold. King Midas loved gold more than anything else in the world, except his little daughter. One day Midas was enjoying the sight of gold in his treasure room, when a stranger appeared before him. “You are a rich man, King Midas,” he said. “You have a lot of gold in this room. Nobody else in the world has as much.” “Yes, I have,” answered Midas, “but not as much as I wish to have. I wish everything that I touch to be changed to gold.” “The Golden Touch?” said the stranger. “But are you quite sure that this will make you happy?” “Of course, I am,” said Midas. “And will you never be sorry to have the Golden Touch?” ”Never!” cried Midas. “I’ll be very happy”. “Be it as you wish then,” replied the stranger. “Tomorrow at sunrise you will get the Golden Touch.” In the morning, when the sun rose, the King woke up and saw that his bed had been changed

"A son and his father were walking on the mountains. Suddenly, his son falls, hurts himself and screams: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" To his surprise, he hears the voice repeating, somewhere in the mountain: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Curious, he yells: "Who are you?" He receives the answer: "Who are you?" And then he screams to the mountain: "I admire you!" The voice answers: "I admire you!" Angered at the response, he screams: "Coward!" He receives the answer: "Coward!" He looks to his father and asks: "What's going on?" The father smiles and says: "My son, pay attention." Again the man screams: "You are a champion!" The voice answers: "You are a champion!" The boy is surprised, but does not understand. Then the father explains: "People call this ECHO, but really this is LIFE. It gives you back everything you say or do. Our life is simply a reflection of our actions.

PART 1 Once upon a time there were three men their names were RAMU, Sunil & GOPAL they live in America &they heard about a golden eye they three heard this news but the eye was in India They planned that they will take that golden eye but the eye was in museum GOPAL told that in museum there will be tight security We will wear security dress. PART 2 Then they three went to India one day they stay in hotel second day morning they think how we will get the police dress Sunil by killing the three police man in night they three go and stand on one shop the three police man come and tell to shopkeeper please close the shop the shopkeeper close the shop then they three kill the police man and they wore the dress on third day on night they three go to museum and they go they didn’t know where is the door card Sunil for some time we will go to hotel and drink coffee GOPAL ok they go to hotel and search the card on left side they found the card and they run t