Children's Literature

              Eureka! It was a tiny key. The boy put the key in the slot of the box. Thus, the box got opened.           All of a sudden, the little boy came to see that there was neither gold nor silver. While he was trying to find out what there was inside the box, he closed his eyes because of the dazzle coming out from inside the box.           When the dazzling light came out, the boy became surprised. What did he see?           He saw that the light turned into a beautiful fairy. Then she said to the boy, “O, little boy, I had been suffering from a curse for a long time. However, you have released me from the curse as well as from the captivity. I bless you that happiness stays with you always.”           After blessing the boy with happiness, the fairy disappeared.           The boy was as if under a spell. He was gaping at the light and pondering over the blessings of the fairy.           He asked himself, “Was I dreaming or did I see everything in real?”         

  It was a dark night. A little boy had a dream.           In his dream, he had found a golden box. Suddenly, he woke up from his sleep. Actually, the boy was feeling very happy.           It was the season of winter. Anyway, the night being over, the next morning was there at hand.           The little boy set out on a journey to find that golden box. He pulled his cap over his ears, because it was too cold outside. Then he walked on and on.           There was a magical forest near his house. The forest was rich with beautiful trees as well as whispering sounds. Whenever a breeze used to blow, the rustling sound of the leaves could be heard and enjoyed.           The little boy walked into the magical forest. He spoke to himself, “I wish I would get a chance to meet an elf, or maybe, the king of the trees.”           Thus, he kept on thinking about his wish.           Suddenly, the little boy was almost to stumble, since his foot had struck something pretty hard. Well,

          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