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 wind; there was the howling of the storm and a heavy rain.           Unfortunately, most of the large trees got uprooted in the violent storm. The tiny plant did not break, though it tossed and turned.  

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.”           The little plant replied, “I know that I cannot touch the sky. Still, I feel that I am safer in this way. Yes, I may be little, but I am very much happy with my height. I, too

  The Final Part of the Retold Story Christmas Gift On his way back home, he met a few hungry orphans. Out of kindness, he gave some cake and chocolates to them. He kept a little of the cake and three chocolates for his parents and himself. After returning home, he found that his poor neighbour’s little kid was weeping. He told the boy, “Don’t cry, little buddy, please. Here, take some chocolates and cake.” The little boy gave a happy smile. Then John wished him, “Have a wonderful Christmas, buddy! Merry Christmas Eve!” John did not say anything to his parents. However, they came to know everything about John’s good deeds. That night, that is, in the evening of 24 December, the heavenly angels came and filled John’s house with delicious foods and many toys. What is more, God blessed John with all His heart. Then God said to Himself, “I’m so glad that you’ve been so kind. You have given the best gift ever to the children and to Me. Yes, this is the actual spirit of Christmas. St

  His mother answered, “Yes, darling, the festive season is almost at hand. Meanwhile, it has started to snow all around. The trees, the roads, the housetops, everywhere.” Then John’s father said, “And it’s time to build snowmen, it’s time to sing the carols, it’s time to ring the bells…” Yes, John felt even more excited, as in a flash-forward, he could imagine all the views. He began to count the days when Christmas would come. John, thus, kept on imagining the extreme mirth in the festive season. Again, he started to think what to gift his parents on the Christmas Day. Days rolled away, but John could not decide yet what to gift on that day. Anyway, he had a habit of saving money since his early age. Yes, such a habit helped him a lot. He collected a little amount of money from his store. John thought up, “What if I buy something for Mom and Dad this Christmas?” Suddenly, he noticed the calendar that it was already 23 December. After helping his parents in some hous

  Once upon a time, there lived a couple with their only son in a tiny cottage. The boy was called John. John was a cheerful and agile boy. In short, theirs was a happy family. There was no kind of hassle in the family at all. In other words, John and his parents used to live happily together. Thus, time was passing on smoothly and without any worry. The three members of the family were sheer peace-lovers. Due to such an endearing atmosphere, John, too, grew up as a true lover of peace. He was very friendly and kind by nature as well. Again, he was an economical boy since his childhood. John was a very compassionate guy also. His favourite season was winter. Why? That is so because John used to feel more and more excited while the season Christmas was at hand. John asked his parents, “Mom, Dad, how many days are away from Christmas?” The parents replied, “It’s less than a month away, dear!” John exclaimed, “Oh! I’m feeling just so eager and excited that I can’t wait any longe

  Thereafter, while sitting on the throne, he wandered what to do. Right then, his daughter came to hug him. The Princess said to the King, “Father! My dear father!” Then Midas replied, “No, never do you come to me, my love!” The little Princess, without paying any heed to her father’s words, suddenly hugged her father; he then touched to push her away, and she turned into a golden statue. This was too much for the King to bear. He wondered how to make everything alright again. Then King Midas went to Dionysus in a rush and begged, “O, forgive me for my sin, for my greed and everything. I don’t want gold at all. I have learnt my lessons. Please give me the remedy to bring everything back to life once again.” Thereafter, Dionysus smiled and said, “Go and collect some holy water from the river Pactolus. Then sprinkle it over everything that had turned into gold.” Midas followed Dionysus’ words thoroughly. Everything came to life very soon. Once again, there was life everywh

  After the stay in the royal family, after receiving such peace of mind, and after being under so much care, Dionysus, the Greek god, was really very pleased. He then asked the King to step outside with him and select one boon. King Midas stepped out with the old man and replied, “I would like to touch everything to gold. I desire such a boon that can give me a golden palace, golden river, etc.” Well, Dionysus granted his desire and blessed him with that boon. Still, he warned the King that King Midas would have to repent for it. King Midas hurriedly went back home to examine the power of the boon. Whatever he touched—his chariot, his books in the library and the flowers in the garden—turned into pure gold. Anyway, whenever he took his seat at the table and asking for food, those foods also became of gold. As a result, he could neither take food nor drink water. It was gold everywhere, but life was the requirement of the day. Then the King had a realisation of the warning of