Children's Literature

          The tree exclaimed in utter surprise, “Safer! So, you suppose that you are even safer than I? Did you not notice that none of the people dared to pluck me by the roots? Nobody can even dare to make me bow my head.”           Thus, the large tree kept on boasting. On the contrary, the little plant was silent.           The little plant mumbled, “Still, I must say that I am happy with what I am. I remain silent and that is my power.”           Then one evening, time was no more favourable for anyone; nor was the atmosphere. Both the tree and the plant were tropical. That is to say, after a scorching day, there is a heavy rain with a howling storm most of the times.           Anyway, in that very evening, a gigantic storm came into being. There was the roaring of the win...

The First Part of the Story Once upon a time, there grew a huge tree. At the same time, there rose a tiny plant. Both of them stood side by side.           Time went by. Now the tree became so tall that it almost touched the sky. The tree, therefore, was full of joy and boast. Whoever used to pass by the tree applauded its stature. Such undue praises gave birth to pride in the mind of the tree.           Again, the plant looked too tiny and feeble. None used to notice it. Nobody praised it as well. The plant sometimes felt morose indeed. Yes, the plant used to feel demotivated from time to time.           One day, the tree said to the little plant boastfully, “O, little plant, look at me. I am so bold to stand in the air. I can even touch the sky. Can you not stand like me? See how mighty I am.”         ...