Arietta wanted to grow her nails long. She thought they would look good that way. Moreover, she even thought that they would hurt if she cut her nails. So, she was scared. Her mother always said, “Arietta, if you don’t cut your nails, they will get dirty. Germs will build up in them and you […]
Diana loved fairy tales. The one she loved most was that of Rapunzel. She would ask her mother to read it for her every night. “Mother, my hair should be as long as Rapunzel’s.” But her mother would say, “No dear, you should cut your hair regularly. You are too small to have long and
Beth had a baby sister, Leslie. She loved her sister a lot and played with her after school. Leslie was teething. She would feel the need to chew on things every now and then. One day, when Beth was at school, Leslie crawled into Beth’s room. She toppled the toy basket and chewed an arm
It was Gail’s first day at school. The class teacher welcomed her and made her sit in the front row. Gail was nervous because she did not know anybody. Gail looked around her. All around, the children were talking amongst themselves. They were so busy getting to know one another that they hardly looked at
Priscilla woke up feeling fresh one morning. She looked out of the window and said, “What a lovely day! The sun seems to greet me,” she chirped. “Yes, and why not? Happy Birthday, dear,” said her grandmother, holding out a velvet coin purse for her. Priscilla liked the little roses etched on it. “Thank you,
It was lunch break at school. Josephine was hungry. She washed her hands and opened her lunch box. She was delighted because her mother had packed her favourite grilled cheese sandwiches. She was just about to take a bite when she saw Susan. Susan was all alone and she looked sad. Josephine walked over to
Pearl was walking home from school. On the way, she saw a path that led to a meadow. She walked on until she reached an arched gateway. Beyond the gateway was the most beautiful garden Pearl had ever seen. The sweet smell of the flowers lured her further into the meadow. Bees buzzed, birds chirped
Once upon a time, there was an ant. He had taught his neighbour, the grasshopper, how important it was to work hard. He also taught the grasshopper that one should not play all day. The grasshopper heeded the ant’s words and taught them to the members of his family. Many years later, the grasshopper’s son
Dorothy was a quiet girl. She was well behaved. But the children of her class teased her because she wore braces and spectacles. Dorothy kept away from everyone and always concentrated on her studies. One day, the music teacher walked into the class and said, “I will select singers for the school choir team today.”
Amy loved to study. But she dreaded going to school. She began making excuses every other day to avoid going to school. Her parents were worried. They asked her what was wrong, but she would not say anything. One day, Amy told her elder sister about her predicament. “There’s a bully named Vera in my
Nina loved receiving gifts for Christmas. But as the years passed, she got bored of receiving dolls all the time. “Who wants to play with dolls all the time? I have even donated some dolls but I still have many,” she told her mother. Then she decided to write a letter to Santa Claus. “Dear
Every year, the people of Fairyland celebrated the crowning of their new queen. This year, too, was no different. The whole kingdom was decorated with flowers. The birds sang the sweetest of melodies and flowers bloomed in every colour. The ants scurried around, hanging festoons from the branches of every tree in Fairyland. As usual,
Two sisters lived in a village. The younger sister worked from morning to night, while the elder sister did no housework at all. She would sit in her room, snacking every now and then. She told her sister, “Don’t work so much! You shall grow ugly and tired. All your friends will leave you.” The
Marjorie and her friends were playing near the pond. Beside it stood the huge house where no one lived. Its doors were covered with creepers. “There is no one in the house. Why is everyone scared of it?” asked Marjorie. “I don’t know. But I am not going in there,” replied Pauline. “Let’s go there.
Libby was a lazy girl. She was also sloppy. She left her toys everywhere. Her mother always asked her to put her toys in the toy-box, but Libby wouldn’t listen. One day, her mother said, “If you wouldn’t put each of your toys back in its place, I will donate it to the needy.” But