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THE CLEVER RABBIT

The Story. There was a tiger in the forest that would hunt day and night. The other animals would be afraid of the tiger because he was the biggest and most powerful animals of all.


Night and day they feared that the bloodthirsty tiger would prey on them and devour them. The antelope, the pigs, even the monkeys were scared and they could do nothing about the fierce tiger. But nothing happened to the bloodthirsty tiger.


The only animal not afraid was the rabbit. He lived under the ground and would come out for food only when he was sure the forest was safe.


One evening, at the meeting place all the animals were gathered. ‘Monkey asked, what can we do about the fierce tiger?’ pigs said now we are tired of being scared. It was then that the clever rabbit stood up and said: ‘you leave him to me and soon we will live without fear.’ The animals were very thankful to the rabbit, but they did not have faith in that such a small creature could help them get rid of the big, ferocious tiger. ‘You’re only small,’ they said. ‘What will you do against such a big and strong tiger?’ Just wait and see, ’said the clever rabbit, jumping over to the side of the tiger’s den in the dense forest.

When the clever rabbit approached the tiger he was very scared but why did he keep his heart and was sure to work on his plan. ‘I have come to inform you that there is a more powerful tiger in this forest than you,’ he said. ‘It’s impossible! ‘The tiger growled. ‘I am the most powerful tiger and now I will eat you up right now to prove it. ‘But why am I telling the truth,’ replied the clever rabbit. ‘This tiger has captured my brother and has warned me that he will come back and challenge any animals that he thinks is more powerful than him. ‘Show me where he is,’ the tiger demanded, ‘and we’ll see who is more powerful. ‘‘If you show me,’ replied the rabbit, ‘’do you promise not to eat me or my brother up?’ ‘I promise,’ said the Tiger. And so the rabbit and the tiger went together.

Moments later, the rabbit knelt down and pretended not to continue the search. ‘I’m so tired,’ she said. "Can you carry me?" The tiger agreed to carry the clever rabbit with his big paws and continued his journey.

It was not long before the two of them reached a small clearing in the jungle where there was a very deep well with water at the bottom. ‘The tiger that has challenged you sits at the bottom of this well,’ said the clever rabbit. ‘And with him is your little brother? The tiger asked. Yes, he is with him. But you won't eat us because you promised. The tiger smiled and slowly moved to the edge of the deep well. When he reached the edge of the well, he looked down into the darkness and thought that he had seen a tiger holding a rabbit. You will now fulfill your promise and save my brother. Said the clever rabbit. I won’t do anything like that! The tiger growled. I will eat you and your brother and destroy the tiger that has challenged me in my own forest!

But as the words came out of the tiger's mouth, the clever rabbit jumped on him and left the tiger to fight his enemy alone. What the tiger did not understand was that he saw his reflection in the water at the bottom of the well. The bloodthirsty tiger jumped into the well thinking it was attacking its enemy. But instead of another tiger waiting at the bottom of the well, he was confronted with only dark and cold water. He tried and sprinkled water and did his best to pull himself out of the well with his claws. But eventually the bloodthirsty tiger lost its strength and drowned. ‘You’ll be big and powerful, said the clever rabbit, ‘but I am the cleverest!’

When the rabbit returned to the interview center, he informed all the other animals that the bloodthirsty tiger had died. ‘Now you can all live without any fear! ‘He shouted.

The animals were very happy and very grateful to the clever rabbit, and there was a great celebration that night because the forest was finally saved from the bloodthirsty tiger forever.

TRUE FRIEND

The Story.




The story revolves around two friends were walking in the middle of the desert. At one point in their journey they had a big fight, slapping each other in the face. Hair that was beaten pain and severe, but it is without saying a word, wrote on the sand: - "today my best friend slapped me in the face. "They then continued on until they reached a beautiful oasis, and decided to bathe in the Oasis lake, but the young man who had been previously slapped got stuck in a mud swamp and started to drown. His friend rushed to him and saved him. Then the young man wrote that nearly drowns on a large rock, the following sentence: - "today my best friend saved my life. "And here the friend who slapped him and saved him asked him: - "after I hurt you, I wrote on the sand, and now you write on the rock, so why so? "The young man replied: -" when someone hurts us we have to write his abuse on the sand so that the wind of oblivion clears it. But when someone does us a favor, we have to dig it into the rock so that we never forget it and never wind it up.


"The lesson of this short story: be tolerant, don't forget who did you a favor. You don't appreciate the things you have, but the people you have around you.


THE SAD NIGHTINGALE

The Story.

On the evening of a cold, rainy winter day, black clouds fill the sky and cover the mountain peaks. The sun disk is hidden at the far end of the horizon at sunset. The Nightingale stood at the tip of a branch at the top of a tree of dusky trees that filled the forest.

Nightingale was not ready to sing. He was standing silent, contemplating the sight of darkness and dim light the moment he left.

Suddenly a small worm came out from among the hardened tangled twigs of the cold. Their color is mixed with the color of the trees. It has washed rainwater. They rarely go out of her house at this time for fear of the cold and her life.

The worm said to the Nightingale: days ago I was watching you from my nearby house, you sad Nightingale. What's wrong with you? Why remain silent not to sing at such a time of every day?! When I see you near my home happy. And I'm waiting to hear your sweet, sweet singing. Waiting a long time. And remain silent.

The Nightingale looked at her tearfully. But he didn't answer her question. Sigh a deep sigh. It's like the air comes out of the depths of his heart. Then he turned over again where he was seen. He contemplated the distant horizon silently. Where he sees nothing but darkness.

The green worm approached him and said: you grieve my friend at this time of every evening for the day of your short life to go. Right?

The sad Nightingale shook his head. He knows the value of life and the value of time, because life is short and live long. And knows the importance of his voice when the inhabitants of the forest of birds, insects, wild animals and different. And even the monsters of the forest love his beautiful voice.

The wise worm got closer. She was old. In her soft, gentle voice, she said: I see that you have to grieve more, my son, for another reason. Because your grief this prevents you from singing and spreading joy throughout the forest, among its inhabitants, trees and flowers.

The Nightingale looked at her again. He didn't understand what the worm meant to say. In his eyes he had big question marks. But he remained silent. As usual at this time of the day.

The worm approached something slightly until it became close to the tip of the twig on which the Nightingale stands. The twig bent. And focus.

The Nightingale almost lost its balance and fell. But he moved his wings. He held the tip of the twig firmly and swung in the air and the worm swung with him and showed signs of fear. Until the twig is fixed anew.

I laughed worm from the depths of her heart. Then she said to Nightingale, his face yellow, " see?"! You love life, confusion even in this time that saddens you. Be happy, my friend, with all the Times of life. And everyone around you. And do not succumb to grief. Tomorrow is a new day.


The Nightingale turned to her and his fear subsided and the smile returned to his beautiful face. And he said, " Believe You, wise worm.". I promise I won't stop singing after today. And I'll keep singing and singing. Until I can't sing.

The worm shouted with joy a very unusual loud voice from a worm like her until all the inhabitants of the forest heard it, and she said: Thank You, Beautiful. Thanks. We're all in the forest love you and love your voice.

The forest animals learned about this dialogue. She told her children about this incident. It was told generation after generation. Even today it has become one of the most famous forest stories.