Der fünfte Geburtstag und das Missgeschick An Namas fünftem Geburtstag, einem besonderen Tag, an dem er traditionell seine erste blaue Hose tragen sollte, geschieht ein Unglück. Frau Tina schickt Nama mit Seidenflocken los, um Geld für den Hosenstoff zu verdienen. Doch er trifft auf seine Tante Frau Schumer, die in einer vornehmen Sänfte sitzt. Als Nama ihr die Seide anbietet, beschuldigt sie ihn des Bettelns, reißt das Paket auf und wirft die kostbaren Seidenflocken in den Abgrund. Ohne das Geld kann Frau Tina keine Hose kaufen, und Nama ist verzweifelt, weil er seinen Kinderrock nicht ablegen kann. Das Geschenk des Zauberers Am Geburtstag läuft Nama traurig auf die Felder, wo er einem hungrigen Bettler begegnet. Trotz ihrer eigenen Not lädt er ihn nach Hause ein. Der Bettler entpuppt sich als Zauberer und schenkt Nama eine magische Mühle, die Wünsche erfüllt, wenn man sie dreht. Er lehrt Nama ein geheimes Zeichen, um sie zu stoppen. Nama wünscht sich eine blaue Hose und eine Jacke aus Seide, und die Mühle erfüllt seinen Wunsch. Später wünscht er sich auch die verlorenen Seidenflocken zurück, die daraufhin ins Haus zurückkehren. Frau Schumers Gier Frau Schumer erfährt von der Mühle und nimmt sie Nama gewaltsam weg. In ihrer Gier wünscht sie sich unablässig Gold, vergisst jedoch das Zeichen, um die Mühle zu stoppen. Das Gold häuft sich an, bis es sie erdrückt und sie stirbt. Nama findet die Mühle inmitten des Goldberges und entscheidet, das Gold nicht für sich zu behalten, sondern es den Armen zu geben, um ein guter Mensch zu werden, wie der Zauberer es ihm geraten hat. Namas Vermächtnis Die Geschichte endet damit, dass Nama sein Versprechen hält. Er wird ein weiser und gütiger Mensch, der den Bedürftigen hilft. Sein Vorbild prägt die Menschen, und Eltern wünschen ihren Kindern, so weise und gut wie Nama zu werden.

emma sitting on a beach

A Little Girl Learned That She Could Be Loved By Another Family.

Trinity Goes to the Beach

A story about dinosaurs life. Children imagine that they are in Dinosaur Era and they live and play with dinosaurs

Ali who has an alien friend called Goog. Goog is a very friendly alien who visited Ali in his flying saucer and went to Ali's school. Now Goog is back and takes Ali in his space ship on an exciting journey to the moon then brings him back safe and sound in time for supper and bedtime

boy's day at school

1. John Jr was playing in his backyard on a beautiful June day in 2024 and heard some rustling in a nearby tree. John Jr went to investigate. 2. On a tree limb there was a dragon. John Jr could tell the dragon was shy, so he introduced himself and ask the dragon his name. 3. The dragon's name is Nazut. John Jr asked Nazut if he wanted to play. Nazut was happy to play with John Jr. They played all the way up to dinnertime. They played hide n seek, football and danced to some funky tunes. 3. John Jr asked Nazut if he wanted to eat dinner with him and his family. Nazut was delighted to and they went in to eat. During dinner Nazut told John Jr and his family about an evil witch that destroyed his family. John Jr said Nazut could be part of his family. Nazut slept in same room as John Jr. 4. John Jr and Nazut did almost everything together. They were like very close brothers. Nazut promised to keep John Jr safe. 5. John Jr introduced Nazut to his friends. John Jr's friends was envious of him and wished they could have a dragon as well. 6. John Jr and Nazut grew up together and had a deep loving bond between them.

One sunny afternoon, Amy and Peter found a pair of bright pink pants in their backyard. They both wanted them. “They’re pink, so they should be mine!” Amy insisted. “Pink is for girls.” “But they’re pants!” Peter argued. “Pants are for boys, and I’ll use them for climbing trees.” Their argument grew louder as each tried to claim the pants. Amy hid them in her room, but Peter snuck in and took them back. They tugged so hard the pants tore. Upset, they turned to their parents. Their parents sat them down. “Colors don’t belong to boys or girls,” they explained. “Pink can be for anyone, just like pants. Clothes are tools—they help us do what we need to do, no matter who we are.” Amy and Peter thought about it. They apologized and decided to share the pants. Together, they patched the tear, making the pants even better. Amy wore them to paint a mural, and Peter used them to climb a tree. They laughed, realizing the pants weren’t special because of their color but because they helped them do what they loved. “What matters,” their parents said, “is how you use what you have—not who it’s for.”

Milo and the Time-Traveling Tree: Milo an African American 10 year old boy finds a special tree in his backyard that can transport him to different times and places when he climbs it. Each adventure provides a fun history lesson, emphasizing the value of understanding different cultures and the importance of learning from the past.

artic animal friends penguin Bella, polar bear Berry and Fifi the seal go on an adventure to discover a new place to play because Bella feels sad as her penguin brothers and sisters don't want to play penguin ice blasters, a game where penguins catapult them selves along the ice in to the snow, they did not notice an artic fox called tom following them who would love them for dinner, they get in to trouble when the ice breaker and Fifi falls through the ice into a hole, Bella and berry got to find help and come across a magical unicorn who grants them one wish Bella wants to use the wish to make her brothers and sisters play with her but also knows she should save fifi, meanwhile tom had found fifi and was digging down to eat her up, berry helped Bella see you can't make people play with you and in the last moment makes the right decision to save fifi, they return home and all play penguin ice blasters together

adventure in the forest

Un bambino trova un'antica mappa di un pirata e parte all'avventura con i suoi due amici

A group of 26 people, 5 male and 21 female, spend a year trying to help everyone to write better stories.

Thunder is a black pomeranian with black fur and a white chest and chin. Thunder protects the American flag and his human, Emily, from some bad guys who try to steal it from Emily's yard.

WRITE a kids book about a little boy who loved to dance. The boy name should be chance, who loves to give trouble but always make you laugh because he is always dancing IN JAMAICA

Join Dad Srimanth, along with his adventurous kids Prithivi and Lavanya, as they embark on a delightful journey in the park. A vibrant ice cream stand catches their eye, promising a day filled with a rainbow of Flavors, communication skills and grateful moments. Let the sweet adventure unfold!

Maylee likes adventure, dancing, and playing with her sisters and her calico cat Tabby.

An asian boy and his mom and dad under the sea

Deep in the fog-draped mountains, where the wind howls like a pack of wolves and the pines whisper ancient secrets, there was a cliff known as Elk’s End. The cliff was steep and sheer, plunging down into a misty abyss. But people didn’t come for the view—they came for the elk. This was no ordinary elk. Larger than any they'd ever seen, his antlers twisted like tree branches against the sky, and his coat shimmered with an ethereal glow that sparkled faintly in the moonlight. But the elk appeared only on the darkest nights, his hooves leaving no prints, his eyes gleaming with an unsettling intelligence. Legend had it that the elk was the spirit of an old mountain guide who had met a tragic end in a blizzard on that very cliffside. Now he wandered back and forth along the ledge, luring curious onlookers with his haunting, majestic form. People came from towns far and wide, enchanted by rumors of the ghostly elk who waited on the cliff’s edge. They’d drive up the road, and stare, mouths agape, hypnotized by the strange and beautiful creature. But as they stared, he would give a tilt of his head, like he was inviting them closer… just a little closer… And without realizing, they'd creep forward, caught in his gaze as if bewitched. The road sloped down, gravity pulling them toward that dizzying edge as if guided by an invisible hand. Mesmerized by the elk, they'd drift until there was nothing left beneath them but empty air. Some say that as they fell, they’d hear a low, mournful bellow echoing through the chasm, as if the elk was bidding them farewell. They never saw the bottom of Elk’s End. And if you go out there on a cold, clear night, you might just see the elk yourself—his great, spectral form glowing softly, waiting to lead one more soul down into the misty abyss.