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Joking with the Goddess

Joking with the Goddess

Gopal was in great pain. A big battle seemed to be raging in his stomach. Of course, there was nothing unusual about this. With his weakness for good food — sweets in particular — he often did overeat and this was the inevitable result. As long as the pain lasted, Gopal was full of remorse, and made wild promises to eat moderately, but all were forgotten the moment he was well. This time the pain was worse than anything he had ever experienced before....

Temper, Temper!!

Temper, Temper!!

Temper, Temper!! [] The Giant who Looked for his Temper Written by Santhini Govindhan Illustrated by Jagdish Joshi Published by Scholastic India Pvt. Ltd. Boomba is the name of the giant who lives in a cave on the mountain all alone, in The Giant who Looked for his Temper. He has no friends. Everyone is scared of him because he has a temper which bursts like a balloon at every small incident, and very frequently....

The Three Ms for Freedom

The Three Ms for Freedom

Chandu wait. Let’s celebrate our victory,” Abdul requested. “I’ll just be back – I must tell Baba the news. It was his training that helped me win against the New English School Giants in the Kabaddi finals,” screamed Chandu. “I know, it was your stamina and speed that really worked,” Abdul said, “Thanks to Baba.” Chandu rushed home, “Baba, Baba! we won! Thanks to you Baba,” Chandu yelled excitedly. But there was no appreciation or ‘Shabashi’, Chandu looked up and saw his father’s worried face....

All in a Day's Work

All in a Day's Work

Wake up, Ajay! If you’re not up in a minute, I shall have to come in and drag you out of bed!” Mrs. Anu Rao shouted to her son from the drawing room. “And where is Sandy,” she continued, “I can’t believe that any dog can sleep for so many hours. Oh God, the way these two sleep!” Her husband, Mr. Vinod Rao, looked up from his newspaper and said, “Let Ajay sleep at least during the holidays....

Take Care

Take Care

Look out for the traffic! Be careful! Don’t fall into the drain!” “Oh, Mum! I’m only going to the shop to buy you a loaf of bread. The way you’re going on, the neighbours will think I’m cycling all the way to London! You know there’s very little traffic on our quiet estate roads… and anyway, the drains are not even big enough for me to fall into!” Shen’s mother sighed as she called after him, “Look out for cars!...

The 'Groom'ed Horse

The 'Groom'ed Horse

Chetak was the most attractive horse in the neighbourhood. His proud owner, Ram Singh, never lost an opportunity to show him off to his friends and neighbours. “Here he is, my pride and joy,” he would exclaim in a dramatic way as he opened the door to the young stallion’s stable. And Chetak would come out galloping, his shiny brown coat and light brown mane glistening in the sun. Ram Singh would then ride him across the farm, for the benefit of the admiring crowd....

Good Old Days

Good Old Days

Where have the good old days Of my country been swept away? Why is it that Indians, I feel. Are proud no longer of their country today. Where is the leadership of Gandhi That had kept us united, from dusk till dawn? Where has the sacrifice of Netaji That inspired millions gone? Good Old Days [ First Published in NBT’s Bulletin-Oct,97] Where is the idealism of Nehru That enthralled the east and west?...

My Magic Collar Stud

My Magic Collar Stud

I suppose you think there aren’t any more fairies nowadays, or witches or wizards or goblins. Well, of course they don’t go about dressed up like the ones in picture books. You don’t see little fairies with butterfly wings perching on the chimneys at Hendon, or old ladies in pointed hats riding down Oxford Street on broomsticks and waiting for the green lights to go on. But they’re doing other things. The good magicians are still doing magic things like radio and chemistry....

How Men Lost Their Tails

How Men Lost Their Tails

The hill people have many theories about the origin of mankind. Some say that God fashioned the first people from clay with his own hands; some say that they were hatched from enormous eggs. They emerged from a crack in the ground, from the womb of Mother Earth; they were born of a goddess; they were even born of animals. How Men Lost Their Tails [Illustrations by: Amina Jayal] But all agree that, however they came into being, they were very different from what they are today, as the following stories show....

Little Chick

Little Chick

My name is Little Chick and I’m a chic chick For I know every trick to catch a worm quick! This morning I caught a worm It had a lot of charm Now I am confused – Do I eat it or not! Little Chick [Illustration by Shinod AP]

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