Jokes for Children

                Jokes for Kids

1

   The kid asks to his mother, “Mom, why you are using the cream in your face?”

Mom: I will look beautiful if I use this in my face.

Son: If it is right, then the shop-keeper cheats you. Because, it is not working.

2

Boy: Mom, today the teacher beat me for something that I didn't do.

Mother: That's very bad of your teacher. What was it that you didn't do? 

Boy: The homework.

The Gulliver's Travels - Jonathan Swift

Jonathan Swift

     Jonathan Swift 

   Jonathan Swift was born in Dublin, Ireland in November 30, 1667. He was the second child and only son of his parents. Jonathan Swift’s father died in Dublin before he was born and his mother returned to England after her husband’s death. Jonathan Swift was left in the care of his influential uncle, Godwin.

   In February 1702, Jonathan Swift received his Doctor of Divinity degree from Trinity College, Dublin. Then he was starting his visit to England and other countries. He was spending his most of the time in England then. During his visits to England in these years, Jonathan Swift published A Tale of a Tub and The Battle of the Books (1704) and began to gain a reputation as a writer.

   The Gulliver’s Travels is regarded as his masterpiece. A large portion of this novel which Jonathan Swift wrote at Woodbrook House in County Laois and it was published in 1726. As with his other writings, the Travels were published under an anonym, the fictional Lemuel Gulliver, a ship's surgeon and later a sea captain. The base of this book is a great and sophisticated satire of human nature based on Jonathan Swift's experience of his times. The Gulliver's Travels is an anatomy of human nature, a bitter looking-glass, often criticized for its clear misanthropy.

   Each of the four books of this series, recounting four voyages to mostly-fictional isolate and exotic lands. These all books have a different theme, but all are attempts to let down the human pride. The critics were explained the work as a satiric reflection on the shortcomings of Enlightenment thought. He was died in October 19, 1745.

            The Gulliver's Travels - Part 1

                     - by Jonathan Swift

    
   Long ago, there was a landlord in England. He had son named Lemuel Gulliver. When Gulliver grew up he used to sail in the ship as a doctor. He earned enough for that job. Once again he set sail in a ship, named Antelop from the shores of Bristol. Bristol was a small port town in England that time. The ship was on a voyage to the East.

The Jungle Book - By Rudyard Kipling

      The Jungle Book (Part-2)

            - by Rudyard Kipling

The Jungle Book

   The wise Bagheera had eyes and ears everywhere. He knew everything that was going on in and around the jungle. The growing popularity of Sher Khan worried him greatly. More and more young wolves were following Sher Khan and Akela. The leader of the community was getting old. Bagheera knew that Sher Khan dare not kill Mowgli till Akela was the leader but after that nobody could save him. He warned Mowgli about this. One night Sher Khan came to the council meeting.

   “Why do you let this man-cub hunt with the pack?” growled Sher Khan. “Send him back to the village.”

   Many of young wolves agreed with him.

   “I will kill you one day Sher Khan and remain here!” exclaimed Mowgli.

   “You must first get the Red Flower that grows in the huts of the village.”, advised Bagheera.

   All the jungle folks feared fire and called it the Red Flower. Bagheera had once been held a slave in the case of a mighty king. So, he knew about the cleverness and cruelty of man. “One day you will return to your people. But you must protect yourself for now.”, said Bagheera.

   Mowgli understood and ran towards the village for Red Flower. As he ran, he heard the pack hunting and saw the hunted sambar knock down by Akela, the leader. Mowgli fetched fire. On the way he met Sher Khan and scared him away with the stick of fire held aloft.

   At the next council meeting Mowgli was ordered to go back to his people in the village. Mowgli knew that he had to obey but felt sad at leaving his jungle family and friends. He bade farewell to Bagheera and Baloo. “Do not forget me my friend.”, said Mowgli crying bitterly.

The Jungle Book - Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling

   The Jungle Book is a collection of stories by English famous Nobel writer Rudyard Kipling. The stories were first published in magazines in 1893-1894. The original publications contain lots of illustrations. Rudyard Kipling was born in India and spent his first six years of his childhood in India. After ten years, he went back in India and worked there for another six and half years. Rudyard Kipling was written these stories for his lovely daughter Josephine. Josephine was died in 1899, when she was only six years old.

   The Second Jungle Book was published in 1895, it includes five further stories about Mowgli. These stories were fables, using animals to explain the human behaviour to give moral lessons. The verses of The Law of the Jungle, for example, lay down rules for the safety of individuals, families and communities. Rudyard Kipling put in those ideas and illusions nearly everything he knew or "heard or dreamed about the Indian jungle." Other readers have interpreted the work as typically of the politics and society of the time. The best-known of them are the three stories turning around the adventures of an cast off "man cub Mowgli who was raised by wolves in the Indian jungle.

   We write a very interesting story (Mowgli’s story) from The Jungle Book here in a very short form for you...

           The Jungle Book - part 1

                - by Rudyard Kipling

   It was a bright moonlit night. Father wolf prepared to go for hunting. Mother wolf and her four cubs sat huddled in the cave. Father wolf was just about to jump downhill when he saw Tabaqui, the dish-licker standing before him.
 
   “Good luck to you, O chief of wolves!” said the jackal Tabaqui.
 
   Now all the animals hate Tabaqui as he was a mischief maker. He lived on the left-overs of the hunting animals and the garbage thrown out by the villagers of the neighborhood. Tonight also he was making mischief.
 
   “Sher khan has decided to hunt in these parts,” said Tabaqui.
 
   “He cannot change his hunting field without informing the committee!” growled father wolf.
 
   Sher khan was the tiger who lived at the other end of the jungle. “I can already head Sher Khan nearby,” said Tabaqui again, taking to his heels for he feared the anger of father wolf. Suddenly the wolves heard the cry of a human child.
 
   In the bushes they found a baby crying. Nearby they heard the growl of Sher Khan, who was probably stalking the child.

Indian Folk Tale Story - Why the Fish laughed

   This Indian Folk tale story is collected from the book, named “Indian Fairy Tales”. This book is edited by Joseph Jacob, published by G.P. Putnam’s Sons, New York, London in 1910. This folk tale story book holds 29 Indian folk tale stories. 

Why the Fish laughed

     Why the Fish laughed (Part-2)

            - An Indian folk tale

   Presently they had to wade through a stream that ran along the edge of the graveyard. The water was rather deep, so the old farmer took of his shoes and paijamas and crossed over; but the young man waded through it with his shoes and paijamas on.

   "Well! I never did see such a perfect fool, both in word and in work," said the old farmer to himself.

   However, he liked the fellow; and thinking that he would amuse his wife and daughter, he invited him to come and stay at his house as long as he had occasion to remain in the village.

   "Thank you very much," the young man replied; "but let me first inquire, if you please, whether the beam of your house is strong."

The old farmer left him in disappointment, and entered his house laughing.

   "There is a man in near by field," he said, after returning their greetings. "He has come the greater part of the way with me, and I wanted him to put up here as long as he had to stay in this village. But the fellow is such a fool that I cannot make anything out of him. He wants to know if the beam of this house is all right. The man must be mad!" and saying this, he burst into laughter.

   "Father," said the farmer's daughter, who was a very sharp and wise girl, "this man, whosoever he is, is no fool, as you think him. He only wishes to know if you can afford to entertain him."

Jokes for the Kids

        Funny Jokes for the Children

1.   Teacher : What is the strongest animal?
     Student : A snail. He carries his house on his back!




2.   Mom : "What are you drawing ,honey?"
     Son : "I am drawing a picture of God."  
             Mom : "But no one knows what God looks like."
     Son : "They will when I'm finished with this."

3.   Doctor to a rich man: Do you prefer a local anesthesia? 

     Rich man: I would rather prefer an imported one.

Story from the Panchatantra - Death and Lord Indra's Parrot

   This is one of the interesting story from the Panchatantra collection. The Panchatantra is very well known short story or fables collection in India. In every story from the Panchatantra, there must be an educational lesson and we consider as a moral of the story.

Death and Lord Indra's Parrot

  Death and Lord Indra's Parrot

    - A story from the Panchatantra

   
   It was a meeting of all the gods in heaven. Lord Indra was also sitting on his thrown. His favourite parrot was perched on one of the arms of the throne. Lord Indra loved his parrot very much.

   Soon, thereafter, the arrival of Lord of Death was announced. The next moment, entered the Lord of Death in the conference hall. The Lord of Death cast a glance at the parrot and smiled. Seeing him smiling, the parrot began trembling with fear, as it knew that the smile of Lord of Death must have some meaning and it could not be without reason. Seeing the parrot trembling with fear, the gods requested Lord of Death to spare parrot's life as it was very dear to Lord Indra.

   "I have no authority in such matters," said Lord of Death. "You will have to speak to Destiny in this respect."

Indian Folk tale - Why the Fish Laughed Part-1

   This Indian Folk tale story is collected from the book, named “Indian Fairy Tales”. This book is edited by Joseph Jacob, published by G.P. Putnam’s Sons, New York, London in 1910. This folk tale story book holds 29 Indian folk tale stories.  

Why the Fish Laughed

     Why the Fish Laughed (Part -1)

             - An Indian Folk Tale 

 

   As a certain fisherwoman passed by a palace crying her fish, the Queen appeared at one of the windows and pointed her to come near and show what she had. At that moment a very big fish jumped about in the bottom of the basket.

   "Is it a he or a she?" inquired the Queen. "I wish to purchase a she fish."

   On hearing this, the fish laughed loudly."It's a he," replied the fisherwoman, and proceeded on her rounds.

   The Queen returned to her room in a great rage; and on coming to see her in the evening, the King noticed that something had disturbed his Queen.

   "Are you feeling ill?" the King said.

   "No; but I am very much annoyed at the strange behaviour of a fish. A woman brought me one to-day, and on my inquiring whether it was a male or female, the fish laughed most rudely.", answered the Queen

   "A fish laugh! Impossible! You must be dreaming.", said the King.

   The Queen said to him, "I am not a fool. I speak of what I have seen with my own eyes and have heard with my own ears."

   "If it is like that, it is so strange! Be it so. I will inquire concerning it.", assured the King to his Queen.

Folk Tale Story - The Most Beautiful Princess

   This is a Folk tale story from Brazil. Brazil is the largest country in South America. Brazil is very well-known for its culture and the game ‘Football’. The world biggest river Amazon and the Amazon Rain-forest is here. This Brazilian folk tale story is collected from the folk tale story book named, “Tales of Giants from Brazil”. This book was written by- Elsie Spicer Eells, published- 1918.

The Most Beautiful Princess

   The Most Beautiful Princess (Part-2)

  - A Folk tale story from Brazil

 

   The king was astonished at the fisherman’s words, for he had not thought that a poor fisherman like him knew many princesses. However, he allowed him to depart in search of the princess.

   Then the prince hurried home and once more walked toward the forest by the same path he had gone the day he went in search of the hare for his father’s hare soup. He soon found the place where the hare had crossed his path, and he did his best to remember the way they had followed as he pursued her into the forest.

   In the forest he saw evidences of what looked like a flood. The water had washed away every trace of the entrance of the cave. He dug and dug at the place where he thought it would to be. He found nothing which seemed like the cave’s entrance.

   The prince dug and dug at a new place near by and soon he found his way shut by a massive door. The entrance to the cave was securely shut by it. The prince knocked at the door with all his might.

   Soon the door was opened a tiny bit and the face of a little old woman looked out. “I am the nurse of the princess,” she said. “I think you are the prince she was expecting to return to deliver her from all the terrible misfortunes which have befallen her.”

Fable of Aesop - The Crow and the Pitcher

   This is a very interesting fable of Aesop. In every fable of Aesop, there must be a lesson for us at the end. We consider that as the moral of the story.

The Crow and the Pitcher

    The Crow and the Pitcher

        - A Fable of Aesop

   In a spell of dry weather, when the Birds could find very little to drink, a thirsty Crow found a pitcher with a little water in it. But the pitcher was high and had a narrow neck, and no matter how he tried, the Crow could not reach the water. The poor thing felt as if the crow must die of thirst.

   Then an idea came to him. Picking up some small pebbles, and the crow dropped them into the pitcher one by one. With each pebble the water rose a little higher. The crow was dropping those small pebbles one after another into the pitcher until at last the water was near enough so he could drink. 

Folk Tale - The Most Beautiful Princess

   This is a Folk tale from Brazil. Brazil is the largest country in South America. Brazil is very well-known for its culture and the game ‘Football’. The world biggest river Amazon and the Amazon Rain-forest is here. This Brazilian folk tale is collected from the folk tale story book named, “Tales of Giants from Brazil”. This book was written by- Elsie Spicer Eells, published- 1918.

The Most Beautiful Princes

The Most Beautiful Princess - Part 1

      - A Folk Tale from Brazil

    
   Long ago there was a king who was very ill. He wanted a hare killed to make him some soup. His only son, the prince, set out to find one a hare. As the prince walked along the path to the forest a pretty little hare ran out of the hedge and crossed his path. He at once started in following. The hare was a very swift runner. The prince followed the hare into the deep forest. Suddenly the hare ran into a hole in the ground. The prince kept in sight of her and soon found to his fear that he was in a big cave. At the very rear of the cave there was the most enormous giant he had ever seen in his life.

   The prince was terribly frightened. “Oh, ho!” said the giant in such a deep savage voice that the cave echoed and re-echoed with his words. “You thought you will catch my little hare, did you? Well, I have caught you instead!”

   The giant seized the prince in one of his huge hands and tossed him lightly into a box at one end of the cave. He put the cover on the box and locked it down with a big key. The prince could get only a tiny bit of air through a little hole in the top, and he thought that he never could live. Hours passed, sometimes the prince slept, but more often he lay there thinking about his sick father and what he could ever do to get out of the box and back once more to his father’s side.

Fable of Aesop - Two Friends and a Bear

   This is a very interesting fable of Aesop. In every fable of Aesop, there must be a lesson for us at the end. We consider that as the moral of the story.

Two Friends and a Bear

  Two Friends and a Bear

     - A fable of Aesop

   Two friends were traveling in company through a forest, when, all at once, a huge Bear crashed out of the brush near them.

   One of the friend, thinking of his own safety and he climbed a tree. The other friend did not know how to  climb on the tree and he was unable to fight the savage beast alone. So he threw himself on the ground and lay still, as if he were dead. He had heard that a Bear will not touch a dead body, and he did so.

   It must have been true, for the Bear snuffed at the man's head awhile, and then, seeming to be satisfied that he was dead. So the bear walked away.

Fairy Tale - Hans Christian Andersen

              The Naughty Boy

   - A Fairy tale by Hans Christian Andersen

The Naughty Boy

   A long time ago, there lived an old poet. The old poet was thoroughly kind. As he was sitting one evening in his room, then a horrible storm arose without any reason, and the rain streamed down from heaven. But the old poet sat warm and comfortable in his chimney-corner, where the fire was flame up and the roasting apple hissed.

   "Those who have not a roof over their heads will be wetted to the skin." , said the good old poet.

   "Oh let me in! Let me in! I am so cold, and I am so wet!" , exclaimed suddenly a child that stood crying at the door and knocking for entrance while the rain overflowed down, and the wind made all the windows rattle.

   "Poor thing!", said the old poet and he went to open the door. There stood a little boy, quite naked, and the water ran down from his long golden hair. The boy trembled with cold, and had he not come into a warm room he would most certainly have destroyed in the terrible storm.

   "Poor child!" said the old poet, as he took the boy by the hand. "Come in, come in, and I will soon restore you! You shall have wine and roasted apples, for you art verily a charming child!"

Fairy Tale Story - The Thief and his Master

   This fairy tale story is collected from the Brothers Grimm. Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm are known as the Brothers Grimm. This fairy tale is from the book named, Household Tale.  Translated by- Margaret Hunt, published from- London: George Bell, 1884

The Thief and his Master

    The Thief and his Master

- A fairy tale by - The Brothers Grimm

   Hans wished to put his son to learn a trade, so he went into the church and prayed to our Lord God to know which would be most advantageous for him. Then the priest got behind the altar, and said, "Thieving, thieving." On this Hans goes back to his son, and tells him he is to learn thieving, and that the Lord God had said so. So he goes with his son to seek a man who is familiar with thieving.

   They walk a long time and come into a great forest, where stands a little house and an old woman was there. Hans says, "Do you know of a man who is acquainted with thieving?"

   "You can learn that here quite well," says the woman, "my son is a master of it."

   So Hans speaks with the son, and asks if he knows thieving really well? The master-thief says, "I will teach him well. Come back when a year is over, and then if you recognize your son, I will take no payment at all for teaching him; but if you don't know him, you must give me two hundred thalers (currency)."

Tales from the Panchatantra - The Brahman's Wife and the Mongoose

   This is one of the interesting tales from the Panchatantra collection. The Panchatantra is very well known short story or fables collection in India. In every tales of the Panchatantra, there must be an educational lesson and we consider as a moral of the story.

The Brahmans Wife and the Mongoose

   The Brahman's Wife and the Mongoose

 - Tales from the Panchatantra

   Once upon a time there lived a Brahman in a certain city. His wife gave birth to a son, and then to a mongoose. Full of love for her children, she cared for the mongoose like a son, nursing him at her breast, rubbing him with salve, and so forth. However, she did not trust him, thinking that in keeping with the evil nature of his species he might harm her son.

   As is rightly said: A son will bring joy to his parent’s heart, even if he is uneducated, bad, malformed, foolish, and sinful. And as also is said: Sandalwood salve cools and soothes, but a son's embrace far excels sandalwood salve. The relationship with one's son is more important than that with a best friend, a good father, or any other person.

   One day, after nicely tucking the boy into his bed, she took the water pitcher and said to her husband, "Listen, I am going to the pond to fetch water. You must protect our son from the mongoose."

Russian Folk Tale - The Little Daughter of the Snow

   This is a very famous and interesting Russian folk tale story. This Russian folk tale is collected from the book, named “Old Peter’s Russian tales”. This Russian folk tale story book was written by- Arthur Ransome, published from Thomas Nelson and Sons Ltd., London, Edinbourgh, NY, Toronto, Paris in 1916.

The Little Daughter of the Snow

   The Little Daughter of the Snow - Part 2

     - Russian folk tale

   The old man and the old woman watched her, and were very proud.

   "She is all our own," said the old woman.

   "Our little white pigeon," said the old man.

   In the evening she had another bowl of ice-porridge and then she went off again to play by herself in the yard.

   "You will be tired, my dear," says the old man.

   "You will sleep in the hut tonight. Will not you, my love?" said the old woman, "after running about all day long?"

   But the little daughter of the Snow only laughed. "By frosty night and frosty day," she sang, and ran out of the door, laughing back at them with shining eyes.

   And so it went on all through the winter. The little daughter of the Snow was singing and laughing and dancing all the time. She always ran out into the night and played by herself till dawn. Then she had come in and took her ice-porridge. Then she had play with the children. Then she had have ice-porridge again, and off she would go, out into the night.

Fable of Aesop - Belling the Cat

   This is a very interesting fable of Aesop. In every fable of Aesop, there must be a lesson for us. We consider that as the moral of the story at the end.

Belling the Cat

   Belling the cat

  - A Fable of Aesop

   Once upon a time, the mice of a certain village were so much worried about the cat. The Mice once called a meeting to decide on a plan to free themselves of their enemy, the Cat. 

   At least they wished to find some way of knowing when she was coming, so they might have time to run away. Indeed, something had to be done, for they lived in such constant fear of the cat’s claws that they hardly dared activities from their holes by night or day. 

   Many plans were discussed, but none of them was thought good enough. At last a very young Mouse got up and said, "I have a plan that seems very simple, but I know it will be successful. All we have to do is to hang a bell about the Cat's neck. When we hear the bell ringing we will know immediately that our enemy is coming."

Russian Folk Tale Story - The Little Daughter of the Snow

   This is a very famous and interesting Russian folk tale story. This Russian folk tale story is collected from the book, named “Old Peter’s Russian tales”. This Russian folk tale story book was written by- Arthur Ransome, published from Thomas Nelson and Sons Ltd., London, Edinbourgh, NY, Toronto, Paris in 1916.

The Little Daughter of the Snow

  The Little Daughter of the Snow - Part 1

   -  Russian folk tale Story

  
   There were once an old man and an old woman, his wife. They lived together in a hut in a village on the edge of the forest. There were many people in the village; quite a town it was-eight huts at least, thirty or forty souls, good company to be had for crossing the road. 

   But the old man and the old woman were unhappy, in spite of living like that in the very middle of the world. All the other huts had babies in them, the little ones playing about in the road outside, and having to be shouted at when any one came driving by. Some would say they were better off without them. But there were no babies in their hut, and the old woman never had to go to the door to see where her little one had strayed to, because she had no little one.

   And these two, the old man and the old woman were used to stand whole hours, just peeping through their window to watch the children playing outside. They had dogs and a cat, and cocks and hens, but none of these made up for having no children. They were just stand and watch the children of the other huts. The dogs would bark, but they took no notice; and the cat would curl up against them, but they never felt her; and as for the cocks and hens, well, they were fed, but that was all. The old people did not care for them, and spent all their time in watching the children who belonged to the other huts.

   In the winter the children were in their little sheepskin coats and they played in the crisp snow. They pelted each other with snowballs, and they shouted and laughed. then they were rolled the snow together and made a snow woman-a regular snow Baba Yaga, a snow witch; such an old fear!

Nigerian Folk Tale Story - Why Dead People are buried

   This Nigerian a folk tale story is collected from “Folk Stories from Southern Nigeria”. This Nigerian folk tale story book is written by- Elphinstone Dayrell and it was published from Longmans, Green and Co., London, New York, Bombay & Calcutta, in 1910.

Why dead people are buried

   Why Dead People are buried

   - A Nigerian Folk Tale Story

   In the beginning of the world when the Creator had made men and women and the animals, they all lived together in the creation land. 

   The Creator was a big chief, past all men, and being very kind-hearted. The creator was very sorry whenever any one died. So one day He sent for the dog, who was His head messenger. The creator told His dog to go out into the world and give His word to all people that for the future whenever any one died the body was to be placed in the compound, and wood ashes were to be thrown over it. That the dead body was to be left on the ground, and in twenty-four hours it would become alive again.

   When the dog had traveled for half a day he began to get tired. Then he was near an old woman's house and he looked in. the dog was saw a bone with some meat on it, he made a meal off it, and then went to sleep. The dog entirely forgot the message which had been given him to deliver.

Fable of Aesop - The Frogs desiring a King

   This is a very interesting fable of Aesop. In every fable of Aesop, there must a lesson for us. We consider that as the moral of the story at the end.

The Frogs desiring a King

The Frogs desiring a King

   - A Fable of Aesop

    
   The frogs were living as happy as could be in a wet marsh that just suited them. They went splashing about caring for nobody and nobody troubling with them. But some of them thought that this was not right, that they should have a king and a proper constitution.

   So they determined to send up a request to the Jove (Lord of the God) to give them what they wanted. 

 

   "Mighty Jove," the frogs cried, "Send unto us a king that will rule over us and keep us in order." 

 

   The Jove laughed at their croaking, and He threw them down to the marsh and a huge Log as their king into the marsh. 

Tales from the Panchatantra - The four Friends and the Hunter

   This is one of the interesting tales from the Panchatantra collection. The Panchatantra is very well known short story or fables collection in India. In every tales of the Panchatantra, there must be an educational lesson and we consider as a moral of the story.

The four Friends and the Hunter

   The four friends and the Hunter

     - Tales from the Panchatantra

   Long, long ago, there lived three friends in a jungle. They were-a deer, a crow and a mouse. They were very close in relationship and they used to share their meals together.

   One day, a tortoise came to them and said, "I also want to join your company and become your friend. I am all alone."

   "You are most welcome, But what about your personal safety? There are many hunters around. They visit this jungle regularly. Suppose, a hunter comes, how will you save yourself?" said the crow to the tortoise.

   "That is the reason why I want to join your group," said the tortoise

   No sooner had they talked about it than a hunter appeared on the scene. Seeing the hunter, the deer darted away. The crow flew in the sky and the mouse ran into a hole. The tortoise tried to crawl away fast, but he was caught by the hunter. The hunter tied him up in the net. The hunter was sad to lose the deer. But he thought, it was better to feast on the tortoise rather than to go hungry.

Native American Folktale story - The man who acted as the Sun

   In the land of present US, we can find a large tribal communities of native American people. The Native Americans have their own unique history and culture. This story is one of the very common and famous Native American Folktale story. 

The Man who acted as the Sun

  The man who acted as the Sun

   - A Native American Folktale 

   Once upon a time there lived a woman some distance up the Bella Coola River. She refused the offer of marriage from the young men of the society, because she was desired to marry the Sun. She left her village and went to seek the Sun.

   Finally she reached his house, and married the Sun. After she had been there one day, she had a child. He grew very quickly, and on the second day of his life he was able to walk and to talk. After a short time he said to his mother, "I should like to see your mother and your father"; and the boy began to cry, making his mother feel homesick.

   The Sun saw that his wife felt depressed, and that his son was longing to see his grandparents. Then the sun said, "You may return to the Earth to see your parents. Descend along my eyelashes." His eyelashes were the rays of the Sun, which he extended down to his wife's home, where they lived with the woman's parents.

   The boy was playing with the children of the village. Those children were teasing him to saying that he had no father. He began to cry and went to his mother. He asked for bow and arrows. His mother gave him what he requested. Then the boy went outside and began to shoot his arrows towards the sky. The first arrow struck the sky and fixed in it. The second arrow hit the notch of the first one and thus he continued until a chain was formed, extending from the sky down to the place where he was standing. Then he climbed the chain.

Nigerian Folk tale story - Why the Sun and the Moon live in the Sky

   This is a Nigerian folk tale story. This folk tale story is collected from the book named, “Folk Stories from Southern Nigeria”. This Nigerian folk tale story book is written by- Elphinstone Dayrell and it was published from Longmans, Green and Co., London, New York, Bombay & Calcutta, in 1910.

A Nigerian Folk tale story

  Why the Sun and the Moon live in the Sky

  - A Nigerian Folk tale story 

   Many years ago the sun and water were great friends, and they both lived on the earth together. The sun very often used to visit the water, but the water never returned his visits. At last the sun asked the water why it was that he never came to see him in his house. The water replied that the sun's house was not big enough, and that if he came with his people he would drive the sun out.

   The water then said to the sun, "If you wish me to visit you, you must build a very large compound; but I warn you that it will have to be a tremendous place, as my people are very numerous, and take up a lot of room."

   The sun promised to build a very big compound, and soon afterwards he returned home to his wife, the moon, who greeted him with a broad smile when he opened the door. The sun told the moon what he had promised the water, and the next day started building a huge compound in which to entertain his friend.

   When it was completed, the sun asked the water to come and visit him the next day.

   When the water arrived at the next day, he called out to the sun, and asked him whether it would be safe for him to enter. then the sun answered, "Yes, come in, my friend."

Tales from the Panchatantra - The Monkey and the Crocodile

   This is one of the interesting tales from the Panchatantra collection. The Panchatantra is very well known tales or fables collection in India. In every tales of the Panchatantra, there must be an educational lesson and we consider as a moral of the story.

The Monkey and the Crocodile

 The Monkey and the Crocodile

- Tales from the Panchatantra

    
   Long ago, there lived a monkey on a Jamun (Black-berry) tree by the side of a river. The tree was always full of fruits, which were as sweet as nectar. The Monkey used to eat fruits from the tree. The monkey was happily passing his days jumping from one tree to another. Once, a crocodile came out of the waters and took rest under the tree on which the monkey lived.

   The monkey was sitting high on a branch of a tree; saw the crocodile taking rest under the tree. The monkey became very willing to talk to the crocodile. Since the monkey had no friends, he wanted to make friends with that crocodile. Addressing the crocodile, the monkey said, “As you are taking rest under the tree, you are my guest and it is my duty to offer you food.” The monkey gave a lot of Jamuns (Black-berries) to the crocodile to eat. The crocodile ate them to his fill. The crocodile thanked the monkey for his kindness and went home.

   The crocodile started coming ashore everyday and enjoy the fruits offered by the monkey. Soon they became good friends. Both of them started spending time with each other discussing the world. One day, the crocodile asked the monkey for some Jamuns (Black-berries) to take for his wife. The Monkey happily gave the fruits to the crocodile. The crocodile took the fruits with pleasure to his wife and also narrated the whole story to her.

   After eating the fruits, the crocodile's wife was overjoyed and said to her husband, "Dear, if these fruits are so tasty, then the monkey who eats these fruits must be ten times tastier than these fruits. Why don't you bring the heart of this monkey for my meals?”

Charles Perrault's fairy tale story - The Ridiculous Wishes

   This fairy tale story is collected from the book named, Old-Time Stories told by Master Charles Perrault. This fairy tale story book was translated by A. F. Johnson and published from New York, Dodd Mead and Company, 1921.

The Ridiculous Wishes

  The Ridiculous Wishes

  A Fairy Tale story by - Charles Perrault

    
   There was once a poor woodcutter who, tired of his hard life, longed for rest in the world to come. In his unhappiness, he declared that in all his days heaven had not granted even one of his wishes. 

   One day in the forest, as the woodcutter was complaining of his unhappy lot. At that time, Jupiter appeared before him with his thunderbolts in his hands. It would be difficult to picture the terror of the poor man. 

   "I desire nothing," the poor woodcutter said, casting himself on the ground. I will give up my wishes if you, in turn, will give up your thunder. That is a fair exchange!" 

   "Do you have no fear," said Jupiter. "I have heard your complaints and I have come to show you how unfairly you judge me. Now listen! I am the king of all the world and I promise to grant your first three wishes. No matter what the wishes may be. See that they make you happy and content; and since your happiness depends on them. So, think carefully before you make those wishes."

   With these words, Jupiter returned to his heavens. Then the happy woodcutter was taking up his bundle of sticks and hurried to his home. He felt that his burden seemed so light.

   "This is an important matter," the woodcutter said to himself. "I certainly must have my wife's advice."

Native American Folk Tale - The Origin of Fire

The Origin of Fire

    In the land of present US, we can find a large tribal communities of native people. The Native Americans have their own unique history and culture. This story is one of the very common and famous Native American Folk tale story. 

      The Origin of Fire

   - A Native American Folktale

   Long, long ago, animals and trees talked with each other, but there was no fire at that time. Fox was the cleverest animal and he tried to think of a way to create fire for the world.

   One day, the fox decided to visit the Geese, whose cry he wished to learn how to imitate. They promised to teach him if he would fly with them. So they thought out a plan to attach wings to Fox, but cautioned him never to open his eyes while flying.

   Whenever the Geese arose in flight, Fox also flew along with them to practice their cry. On one such adventure, darkness descended suddenly as they flew over the village of the fireflies. In mid-flight, the glare from the flickering fireflies caused Fox to forget and he opened his eyes. When the fox opened his eyes, instantly his fake wings were collapsed! His fall was uncontrollable. He landed within the walled area of the firefly village, where a fire constantly burned in the center.

   Two kind fireflies came to see fallen Fox, who gave each one a necklace of juniper berries.

   Fox hoped to influence the two fireflies to tell him where he could find a way over the wall to the outside. They led him to a cedar tree, which they explained would bend down upon command and throw him over the wall if he so desired.

Tales from the Panchatantra - The Crows and the Snake

   This is one of the interesting tales from the Panchatantra collection. The Panchatantra is very well known tales or fables collection in India. In every tales of the Panchatantra, there must be an educational lesson and we consider as a moral of the story.

The Crows and the Snake

   The Crows and the Snake

- A Tales from the Panchatantra

    
   Once upon a time, there stood a huge banyan tree on the outskirts of a small village. In this banyan tree there lived a pair of crows with their young ones. One day, a snake came to live in the hole at the bottom of the tree. The crows were not happy at the arrival of the snake, but they could do nothing.

   After a few days, the female crow hatched a few more eggs and some more baby crows were born. When the crows went out in search of food, the snake crawled up the tree and ate up the babies. When the crows came back, they could not locate their babies. They chased high and low, but to no avail. The crows were full of sorrow on the sad loss of their young ones.

   After a few months, the female crow hatched some more eggs. This time female crow stayed in the nest while the male crow went out in search of food. The snake was greedy and ignoring the presence of the female crow, he crept up the tree and attacked the babies. The female crow who was keeping a watchful eye on her babies, tried to fight with the snake, but she was weak. Hearing the shouting of the female craw, other crows came to help her, but the snake had already eaten the young ones and slithered back into his hole.

   This killing became the feature of their life. Every time the crows laid their eggs, the snake crawled up the tree and ate all the young ones. Due to this, the crows were never able to raise their young ones. The crows were sad, but they didn’t know how to get free from this killer snake.