Once there was an old man. He had an umbrella. The umbrella was old like the man. He had brought the umbrella years ago. One day he wants to go to town to have tea at the tea shop.” It looks like it’s going to rain I’d better take my umbrella with me.” said the old man.
When he finished his tea he went out of the tea shop forgetting his umbrella. After few miles he feels as if it were raining. Then he realized he didn’t have the umbrella with him.” Oh dear, I left my umbrella at the tea shop.” said the old man. At last he reached the tea shop.” where is my umbrella?” asked the old man to the shopkeeper.” Here is your umbrella.” said the shop keeper. It was not the old man’s umbrella. But it’s new one. “That is not my umbrella.” said the old man. Then he saw his old umbrella under the table. “Ah, at last I found you my old friend.” said the old man. The old man walked home happily with his umbrella.
Moral: Honesty is the best policy.
If you're nice to me, I'll be nicer to you... But if you insult me, then I'm sure I have nothing to do with you :)
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Sunday, March 16, 2008
The clever crow
Hi friends. Do you like to hear a story about the The clever crow ??????????
“Once there was a crow. It was very thirsty. It flew here and there but could not find any water. At last it reached a garden. He saw a jug. The water was very low in the jug. Its beak could not reach the water. He saw some pieces of stones. He put some pieces of stones in the jug. The crow drank it and flew away.
Moral: Necessity is the mother of invention.
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