The Cave

Not far from the Jeffrey’s farm was a little hill. It was not very high but it was rocky with shrubs and bushes growing between the rocks and the boulders. Only goats seemed to climb it up. Theo, the Jeffrey’s son, was curious about the hill and one morning he set off to explore. He […]

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The Nest

Old Mrs Walters had forgotten her umbrella at the Dorrit’s farm. It lay in a corner just outside the kitchen window. Somehow, no one noticed it, except a pair of sparrows who were looking for a place to build their nest! The two little birds flew busily to and fro, bringing twigs and cotton and

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Chased by a Bull

Farmer Peyne’s bull, Ford, was peacefully grazing in the meadow surrounded by a fence. A sign said–‘Don’t tease the bull’. But the group of little boys admiring Ford couldn’t read. “He’s beautiful, isn’t he?” said Tom. “Fine fellow!” breathed Mike admiringly. “His shoulders are simply huge!” added Kit. “He looks so peaceful,” suggested Oliver. “Shall

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The Shop

“Mrs Martha Harris makes the best cakes and scones,” said the ladies, “I wish we could buy some.” Mrs Harris had never thought about it as she went about the farmhouse, busy with her work. But she knew that everyone loved her cakes. “Dear Hubby,” she said to Mr Harris one day, “How would it

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