Storieo

Author: Shelja Alawadhi

  • The Black forest

    The Black forest

    Once upon a time, there was a little bunny with named Boo-Boo, Boo-Boo was small, but he had big feet. Everyone made fun of his big feet.

    One day he was out picking wild flowers for his mommy. All of a sudden Blake came up to him. (Blake makes fun of him.) “How are you doing old buddy, Boo-Boo?” Blake asked.

    “Well, I was doing fine until you came along. So why don’t you just leave me alone?”

    “Well, I was just thinking, there is a little rumor going around that there witch living in the Black Forest,” said Blake, Smiling “How do you know ask Boo-Boo thoughtfully” Billy Bunny went there morning and witch cured his cut Maybe the witch could make your feet small.

    “Boo-Boo thought about what Blake had said Maybe the witch could change his big feet.Boo got up and dressed Before he left, he wrote a note to his parents. It said.

    Dear mom and dad, I have gone to the Black Forest To get small feet, Love, Boo-Boo.

    Boo walked down the path toward the Black Forest.He walked for a long time until he came to a big, tall giraffe.

    “Excuse me Mrs. Giraffe, but you are in my Way and I am in a hurry, “said Boo-Boo kindly”

    I am sorry young man, where are you headed? ”

    ” I am going to the Black Forest to get small feet. Would you like to come along? My feet are tired and I could ride on your head.

    “I would love to come. I want to get my neck fixed anyway, “said Mrs. Giraffe.

    On the way, Boo-Boo told her everything that had happened to him.

    Mrs. Giraffe walked while Boo-Boo rode on the top of her head. They walked for a long time until they came to a fat hippo.

    Excuse me, Mr. Hippo, but you are in our way and we are in a hurry, “said Boo-Boo.

    I am sorry. Who are you? And where are you headed? “Asked Mr. Hippo

    I am Mrs. Giraffe, and this is Boo-Boo.we are going to the Black Forest to get my neck fixed and his feet fixed,” explained Mrs. Giraffe.

    Do you mind if! Tag along to get my tummy fixed “Asked Mr. Hippo, Not at all,” said Boo-Boo.

    The fat Mr. Hippo tagged along Boo-Boo and Mrs. Giraffe

    They walked for a long time until they came to the edge of the Black Forest.

    Inside the Black Forest, it looked dark You could hear all kinds of scary sound s But that did not stop Boo-Boo. He walked again they came to an old cottage.

    Boo-Boo did not even knock. He opened the door and walk in Then Mrs. Giraffe came in, ducking low. Finally, Mr. Hippo came waddling in.

    Inside the old cottage, they saw an old woman. The woman turned around. “What do you want?”. Asked the old woman.

    “I want my feet smaller,” said Boo-Boo,

    “I want my neck smaller,” said Mrs. Giraffe

    I want my tummy smaller, “said Mr. Hippo

    ” Listen to me, “she said a little softer” I Can, but I don’t want to “you see everyone has their own special qualities.You three are just some of the people in the world that have the world that has something special.”Now, all of you go home and feel good about yourselves.

    “With that, the old witch disappeared.

    There was nothing that they could do, so they all went home.

    When people make fun of Bono’s feet he does not care. It is his special quality.

  • The Giant who became Vegetarian

    The Giant who became Vegetarian

    One day I went to an apple orchard which was very big and beautiful. I saw dark red, delicious apples over there. My mother had told me that the dark red apples are very tasty. So I wanted some for my parents and myself.

    I climbed the tree in which I saw these apples and broke some. While I was keeping these in all, brown basket, I heard as noise, “Dhum, Dhum, Dhum …

    ” Frightened, I turned my face and I saw a terrible big giant standing in front of me. The giant stared at me and I started trembling with fear. I was shaking so much that I was about to fall off the tree, but I held on tightly to the trunk.

    “I’m very hungry,” the giant said, “I will eat you up, little child.

    “I cried in a trembling voice, “Go away Go away!” A little later I gathered some courage, but I was still in fear and I said, “P-pp-please Uncle Giant, do not eat me up! I love Everybody and I love you too.If you are hungry you can try one of this apple. If you like it then I’ll give you all these apples.My mother says an apple a day keeps the doctor away, ‘You will be fit and healthy. You will never fall ill”.

    “OK little child,” the giant said. ” I will try this apple. But if I do not like it, I will eat you up.”

    I agreed.

    The giant ate the apple and he liked it very much.He asked for some more.I gave him all that I had.After eating all these the giant thanked me.He did not eat me up.

    After this, the Giant stopped Eating human beings and animals and he became a pure vegetarian.

  •  Zangoef

     Zangoef

    It was a sunny morning when we bustled into our jeep to go on our African Safari. I took my flask of water and basket of food and scrambled into the backseat just as the jeep set off. It was lovely to look out from our canvas windows. The scenery was barren and dry with an occasional tree standing tall in the middle. There were wild shrubs and bushes scattered across the savanna and there was a peaceful silence all around. We could see the faint figure of a giraffe in the horizon and we truly felt at ease. Suddenly, we heard a tiny noise like a baby whimpering. We looked around only to find a tiny ball of fur rolled up, pining away. I Jumped out of the jeep and went up to it glancing around for any signs of its mother. I stealthily crept up to it, cooing in my most comforting voice. It raised its head and my heart went out to it had big, pale yellow soulful eyes and a small black button nose. Looked so lost and lonely that I immediately reached out to it.

    Yikes, “I screamed. The tiny little things had scratched me on my arm. My uncle came to the rescue and handling the club like an expert took us home.

    I named him Zangoef after my late Brother and adopted him as my friend, companion, and bodyguard. First, I had to teach him how to eat, since food is naturally the main source of survival. I borrowed a dish from my mother and my careful wrote his name on it. It was to be his official plate. I poured some milk from the milk jug and carefully laid it down at his feet. “Tenoo.renoo,” I said that which is the African word for eat and sat myself down on the floor to watch him. Zangoef scrambled onto my lap and then balancing himself before to drink the milk. His tawny hide glowed on my black skin. This was one white creature that did not make fun of me.

    Weeks and weeks passed like this and Zangoef and I developed a good friendship. A close bond was formed between us and we experienced clearly inseparable. I slowly common into a lady and Zangoef into a handsome, brave and strong lion. Now his roar was deafening and his canines were sharp and scary, but never harmed me. He was a magnificent sight to see but one thought saddened me. Soon white man bango (Sir in African) would make me send him back to the wild, his natural habitat.

    At last the dreaded day arrived and my white banjo came to fetch Zangoef. Zangoef started snapping violently. I was told to pacify him. On doing so, they chained him and led him away. I watched his big body walk away till he was recently a speck in the horizon. He never looked back and from out of my life with such dignity, that I felt ashamed when my little trickled down my cheek. The thing I felt sad about most was that all his life in captivity he was never chained. So why was being been chained when he was returning to the wild?

  • Chasing an Fowl

    Chasing an Fowl

    “Come back here Betsy! Please come back!” my uncle cried His prized fowl, Betsy, ran away. He had to get her back because he was having an exhibition and she was one of the fowls to be put on display.

    I went to his house to help him prepare for the show. Then suddenly, he shouted at me, “Hold that fowl.” I stopped him and calmed him down. He told me that Betsy had run away and that he had to get her back.

    Betsy ran frantically down the road. She flew on top of Mrs. Elsie’s car. I grabbed her then under I tripped and she slipped out of my hand and flew into Mrs. Elsie’s house. She was starting to see the fowl on top of her priceless vase. She put her hand on top of her head when it started to rock.

    Scat! Scool! ‘Shake,’ she shouted. Crash! The Crash! The vase broke into tiny pieces. I did not have time to explain to a cross Mrs. Elsie, I was back on the road chasing Betsy.

    She flew up a tree. I climbed slowly after her. She flapped her wings and shook the branch. Fruits fell upon my head. Betsy was beginning to get on my nerves.

    The this time she flew into a nearby grocery which was packed with people, who were amused to see a fowl on top of the counter cackling. She flew all around the store upsetting tins and bottles. She perched on the counter again. She looked down only to see a cat. She appeared as if she was shocked. I grabbed her was so glad it was over because I was very exhausted.

    I returned her to my uncle who by now was thinking that his fowl was killed. When he saw her he was overjoyed.

    He thanked me sincerely and he told me that if he needed to catch a fowl he would call me. He gave me twenty dollar bill as a reward. This was the most exciting day of my life.

  • The funniest incident of Raman’s life

    The funniest incident of Raman’s life

    It started off as any other ordinary day. My eyes would not open in the morning and my mother had to shake me awake. I bathed and dressed at breakneck speed.

    I made it to class just in time My teacher was attended attendance when I slipped into the class-room. Soon we were busy wrestling with equations. My teacher, Mrs. Alka called out my name and asked me to come up to the blackboard.

    I was struggling with the Maths problem my back to the class, when I heard a noise behind me … I turned round to see my pencil box hopping Up and down on my desk The girls shrieked and ran helter skelter. My friends shouted, “ghost-ghost” and jumped up onto the desk!

    After bobbing up and down for a few minutes the pencil box finally came to rest. An eerie silence descended on the class-room. Advait gingerly lifted the lid of the pencil box with a long, wooden scale. Lo and behold! Out came a large green frog. The class burst into laughter and even Vanitha Ma’am managed a smile. Her relief was short-lived. Froggy to take a closer look at teacher and jumped from my desk onto hers. Soon Froggy was teacher’s desk and the teacher was standing on top of her chair. She was by now a mass of quivering jelly and we felt we had to save her. Thus began the”froggy chase”. Froogy, however, was no such easy catch and soon had us scurrving under the tables and chairs, the girls provided the background music with their shrieks and screams.

    Then Sharkan had the bright idea of trapping Froggy with a bait and soon half of the class was outside, digging for insects and worms. But alas! When we went back to class, there was no sign of Froggy who had had enough of ‘Froggy’s Day Out, and had gone home.

    As far as I can remember, ‘this close encounter of the Froggy kind, has been the funniest incident in my life so far.

  • A Visit to the Dentist

    A Visit to the Dentist

    “Daddy, what exactly does a de … de … de”.

    I stuttered.

    ” It’s den-tist honey, “he said.

    “Okay.What does a de..den dentist do?” I asked

    “Well he does a number of things. He cleans and checks peoples teeth, gives you advice on taking care of your teeth and if you have a cavity, he fills it for you “Said Daddy.

    We were sitting in a waiting room. After my reluctant journey, I had arrived at The Mount Hope Medical Complex.

    A nervous tension crept steathily into my body, as a whimpering child emerging from the dentist’s office. Then the dental nurse announced that it was my turn.

    I dreaded going into the office, but my determined parent dragged me along. Fear seeped into my body and at the same time I was filled with curiosity.

    I entered the room. It was clean and filled with diplomas. The dentist, who was seated behind his desk, smiled and displayed, his clean, white, Ivory-like teeth.

    He asked me, “You have a tooth shaking, right?”

    I nodded.

    ” Well, “he continued,” It is my duty to put that tooth in my tooth collection. ”

    He looked so kind and so friendly and his eyes twinkled so much, That I consented. I had to sit on a big chair while he washing his tools. I study the posters on the wall .Oral health, Tartar control, Brush twice a day…

    When it was time for my tooth to be taken out, I quivered, But I was determined not to be daunted. As he pulled the tooth out, a nagging pain crept into my mouth, but it did not stay long.

    When we eventually left, I had some new stickers and a new “reach tooth brush”

    I was happiest of all because i had made a new friend.

  • Melanie

    Melanie

    My summer holidays had begun and I was lazing in bed feeling like a procrastinator. Suddenly Mummy came n with something in her hands. A tiny hummingbird! It was trembling because of a broken leg which was bleeding badly. “Arun Bhaiya found the poor thing lying under the Kadamb tree in the garden,” Mummy said.

    Oh! The desire I had to hug and kiss it was uncontrollable and the disappointment, indescribable when I realised it was too small!

    My sister, Prakriti, and I got her the basket we used for our chickens a year ago and I washed her leg and bound it with gauze.

    We put her in my softest napkin with a bottle cap half full of water and sprinkled some millet – seeds near it. When Dad came home he christened her ‘Melanie’, on the spot and Melanie she was!

    For two days we played with, soothed, caressed and comforted her When the sun rays bounce off her back, pink, green, red, mauve, yellow and a deep glint of blue would shimmer and glimmer all around her. On the third day, after giving Melanie her millet seeds and water. I went out to play. When I came back and asked Mummy if could play with her, “Sure” was the answer. I expected Melanie to be up and about-about just the just the previous she had started tweeting.

    I opened the cage and there she was stiff and cold, with her legs suspended in midair. I screamed! I was hysterical. I ran to my room and slamming the door shut flung myself ° onto the bed and cried. After I had calmed down I told Mummy and Prakriti what had happened, Silently, we buried her and planted pansies over her grave and sobbed, tears flowing freely down our cheeks.

    My time with Melanie was brief but very beautiful My memories of her-hopping in the garden, tweeting for the first time, standing with the nap rainbow colors shimmering around her, sleeping in napkin-these memories always be with always me with me, treasured in my Heart …

  • The Twister

    The Twister

    It was a cold, winter day.the chilly wind was blowing. The temperature was around 15-degree celsius. The cloud in the sky had covered the sun completely. Every person was shivering after stepping out from the home. Two girls in warm winter clothes went out from school and headed to a nearby cafe. They wanted to have a hot cappuccino so that it could give them some escape from this freezing winter. The freezing wind seemed to whip their faces. They walked quickly and sat down at a table without saying a word.

    The sky was becoming increasingly black.the sky gradually was covered with the black clouds which were roaring. The lightning was getting huge just after the another. The Thunder at any instant could be a signal of approaching rainstorm. The wind was blowing at such a great speed that it made some branches of the strongest tree in the town fell. The low-pressure zone was created which could soon turn a rainstorm into a cyclone and a hailstorm.

    It started raining, and it became heavier with every passing minute. After the rainstorm, it Sleeted and hailed. There were lightning and thunder and it seemed as if the sky would fall down on their heads.

    As the wind blew stronger and stronger, it destroyed everything it found in its way. This was no simple winter storm. It was the beginning of a dreadful twister!

    The twister made away with everything it encountered: houses, cars, buildings, animals, human beings. The twister was getting more powerful than before with the every passing second. It damaged the trees, electric poles, vehicles, houses that were coming in its way. It was a mobile destructor. The farther it went, the bigger it grew. Every country it went across was razed to the ground. It went round the world, but it had still a strength for more destruction. It took off and wandered into the Milky Way, forever and ever. But the human race had been wiped out.

    Billions of years later, plants, animals, and human beings appeared on Earth. Everything was as it used to be once again. Life again prevailed on the Earth. It was getting covered by little beautiful animals and birds. The plant covered the Earth and there was magnificent lush greenery. The water was so pure that you could see the water- animals like fishes, jellyfishes, crabs and others swimming or walking in it. The oceans, rivers, lakes, and ponds again came to life. the flowers were blossoming. The Earth has fulfilled again.

    Years later, a group of scientists investigating the origin of our planet and its sudden destruction. came to the conclusion that THE FINAL TWISTER, as it was called now, had been created by pollution: toxic substances that had produced an ecological imbalance which had affected the atmosphere and had provoked that well-known catastrophe which wiped out the human race.the twister not only wiped the toxic substances that were accumulating on the Earth but also wiped out the creators of that toxic substances.

    Can we change our destiny?

    Will that be OUR destiny ??

  • To A Dear Person

    To A Dear Person

    When I enter your house,

    Happy memories come back to me.

    Chatter and laughter Echo in my mind,

    You sitting on the couch I plainly see,

    With that dark ebony hair,

    And heart stopping smile.

    And Now you are not with us,

    I can not believe For a while.

    Every time,

    I near your room,

    I fear that you have,

    Gone to soon.

  • Uncertainty Unrevealed

    Uncertainty Unrevealed

    “What is the world made of?” I wonder

    Maybe plastic,

    Maybe metals,

    Maybe rubber or sawdust, then I wonder

    Is there a chance that it could be petals?

    Books I’ve read, dictionaries I’ve searched,

    But none of them revealed the answers.

    Places I’ve gone to, people I’ve questioned

    Musicians and dignified dancers.

    I thought I should be wiser

    Just to realize what it is

    But one’s childhood is the exact time

    To learn an answer to this.

    Meetings and partings,

    happiness and sadness,

    The world is a mixture of feelings.

    Mountains and hills of curiosity set up

    To hide all answers revealing.