151 Farm tales for kids entertain kids, engage them for hours and make them learn new words and build a extensive vocabulary throughout the stories.📚😊
Bowls was a very considerate donkey. Everyone on the farm loved him because he was so kind and helpful. He would willingly take all the little creatures for rides in his cart. “But it’s really not possible for Maria, the cow, or Tubby and Penny, the horses, to sit inside!” Bowls said politely. Gillian, the […]
Becky, the milkmaid, was carrying a large wooden pail filled with fresh frothing milk. Victor, the horse, sniffed the fragrant milk and trotted out of the stable to follow her. Suddenly, Becky found his large soft muzzle at her shoulder. She balanced the pail while shooing him off. “This is not for horses, Victor!” she
“I wish we hadn’t named her Prudence,” said Mrs Porter for the tenth time to Farmer Porter who was smoking his pipe and reading the paper. “She’s okay,” he murmured. “No, she isn’t! She’s a cat and she can’t climb up a ladder!” said Mrs Porter indignantly. “You climb it up and she’ll follow you,”
“It’s an electric storm!” yelled Farmer Bailey. He pushed all the animals and the birds into the barns and the stables and covered all the ricks of hay. There was thunder and lightning and the rain came down in sheets. All the farm creatures clustered around the mangers, frightened. Sometimes lightning could cause fires and
Henry, the rooster, hated the alarm clock. “Why do we need an alarm clock on the farm when I’m around to wake everyone up?” he asked the admiring hens. “That’s true,” agreed the hens, “It’s an insult to you!” Henry flew into the farmer’s bedroom and pushed the clock off the table. It had to
Norma was the new puppy who had arrived at Farmer Ingle’s farm. She was a delightful baby golden retriever. But she had a problem. She refused to learn to retrieve things that fell into the pond because she hated getting wet. “What’s the use of a retriever who can’t retrieve a thing?” Ingle asked his
It was a terrible summer. The sun blazed mercilessly and there were no clouds or rain. All the animals and the birds at the farm were miserable because Farmer Pebbles gave each one only a small share of water. One day Molly, the duck, came waddling into the barn where all the animals and the
Minnie was the laziest cat Mrs Godfrey had ever had. She simply ate, lapped up milk and slept! One day, when Mrs Godfrey was going to visit her brother, Farmer Watts, she took Minnie along in a basket. Minnie had never been on a farm before and had never met any other creature. She thought
Gertie was one of the gentlest creatures on Farmer Oliver’s farm. She was a large duck and spent her days walking with her ducklings to the pond and back and having a cosy gossip with Carlotta, the hen. One day, Gertie said, “I wish I could go out sometimes. I would love to see the
Lola was the glamorous new goat who had arrived at Oak Farm. She considered herself the prettiest creature on the farm because she was brown with a lovely pink nose and long lashes. Gloria, the farmer’s daughter, pampered her and got her a pink ribbon with a bell around her neck and a straw hat
Logan, the rooster, was holding singing classes for the chicken on the farm. The ducks had joined in and the goats provided the chorus. The trouble was that the classes were held in the stable every evening. Bella, the cow, had stopped giving milk. Juniper and Beech, the horses, were too tired to work the
“I cannot believe in what you say!” announced Florrie, the large sheep, “I know little Georgie! He’s the best little sheepdog I have ever seen!” The other sheep looked very sad and hung their heads. “It’s true, you know,” said Bobby, the small lamb. Florrie was shocked. “You prove it!” she told Bobby. Georgie was
“I have counted three times,” announced Betty, the farm cat, “And one is missing!” “The point,” said Peter, the horse, “Which one is missing?” “There’s Millie, Bundle, Crumpet, Solo and Bing,” said Betty. “Then it’s Hugo again!” said Peter, “Drat! That kitten is nasty. Why can’t he just sit around, instead of wandering!” The farmhouse
There was a lot of whispering going on among the farm creatures. The chickens clucked and the ducks quacked. Matilda, the cow, mooed softly to Logan, the horse, and the sheep were baaing to one another. What had happened? Farmer Woodley had called the doctor and there had been lots of whispering inside the house.
Benjamin, the lamb, was quite sure that he would win the race. A fair was being held outside the village and all the lambs would participate in the race. But that afternoon when all the farm animals reached the fair ground, Benjamin found to his dismay that the race was meant only for the farm