Kryptos is located at the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) in Langley, Virginia. It is a sculpture by the American artist Jim Sanborn, the theme being ‘Intelligence gathering’. The sculpture comprises four large copper plates carrying four encrypted messages. The first three have been solved, while the fourth message remains as one of the most famous […]
The farm was in great excitement. A fair was coming to the meadow right next to the farm! The farm animals watched in delight as the swings and the stalls were put up. There were goodies and children’s rides and games. Farmer Trevor decided to offer rides on his horse, goat and donkey to children.
Crest, the rooster, was having an argument. “You can’t build your nest here!” said Crest. “And why not?” asked Marty, the grey owl. “It’s where the hens train the chicks.” “Why can’t I build a nest on this tree?” “You will attack the chicks! And you hoot all night!” “Hah! You crow so loudly! You
A lot of chicks had hatched out and there was great celebration in the hen house. The cuddly little balls of yellow feathers began to scurry around. Suddenly Crest, the rooster, crowed loudly, alerting the hens. They hurried to collect the chicks and looked around. A large eagle was hovering above the farm! Danger! A
Billy, the squirrel, had been collecting nuts to store for the winter. He ran all over the farm picking up acorns and stray nuts. “That squirrel is getting on my nerves!” grumbled Mattie, the goat, “Whenever I’m grazing, I find him scurrying around near me!” “He’s just collecting his stuff for the winter,” explained Penny,
Klerksdorp Spheres are small objects, often spherical to disc-shaped. They are from 3-billion-year-old pyrophyllite deposits mined by Wonderstone Ltd, near Ottosdal, South Africa. Some of these objects exhibit well-defined and parallel latitudinal grooves or ridges. Researchers and reporters say that could only have been manufactured by intelligent beings. The geologists who have studied these objects
There was uproar among the hens. Louis, the smallest of the chicks, was missing. “Soon it will be dark!” wept Flora, Louis’ mother, “My poor baby! I wonder where he is!” All the creatures had searched for Louis but he was nowhere to be found. “Do you think he went to the pond with the
“I am the fastest on the farm,” said Gordon, the horse, “There is no doubt about that!” All the creatures were fed up of Gordon and his boasting. “Why not have a race and prove it?” Suggested the gentle Matilda, the hen, sitting on the perch in the chicken-coop. So, a race was held next
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
Kenneth A. Arnold was the first American to have sighted UFOs. He was an aviator and businessman and claimed to have seen nine unusual objects flying near Mount Rainier, Washington, on June 24, 1947. He described them as being pie pan-shaped, half-moon shaped, or simply saucer-like. He described their erratic motion as a saucer skipped
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