The Gifts From The Cows

Peter was most excited becausehis mother and father had moved ito the country from the town. How dfferent it was! There were green lans instead of busy roads, big trees instead of tall chimneys, and such a lot of birds to see. "There are 32 sheeps and 6 little lambs!" said Peter to hs mother. "Andthere are 11 horses in the farm, and I saw 2 goats this morning and about 12 ducks. I couldn't count them properly because they wouldn't stay still. The hens wouldn't stay still either." "What about the cows?" said Mrs.Darling, Peter's mother. "Have count those?" Mrs.Darling asked. "Idon't like cows," said Peter. "They have big horns and hey roar a me." "Oh, no" said Mrs.Darling. "Lions roar. Cows don't roar. They only moo. Well, it sounds just like roaring to me.," said Peter. "Idon't like cows at all. They are my enemies." "They are your good friends!" said Mrs.Darling. "They send you a lot of presens!. " "I've never seen a present from a cow!" said Peter. "Well here is one," said Mrs. Darling, and took out a jug of milk. She poured the milk into a mug and gave it to Peter. He drank it. "So that came from the cow, did it?" he said. "Well it was simply lovely!" At dinner time, Mrs. Darling put down a dish of stewed apples for Peter. He looked around for the custard that Mrs. Darling usually made for him. There wasn't any. "The cow has sent you a present instead!" said Mrs. Darling.~and she gave Peter a dear little jug full of thick cream. How delicious it was! Peter poured it all at his apples. They tasted much nicer then usual. "So that also came from the cow,too!" said Peter "Well, it must be a very kind animal!" At tea time mother put a loaf of bread onhe table. Peter was surprised. Usually there were slices of bread and buutter. Mrs. Darling put down a blue dish on which there were little rll of new made yellow butter. "A present from e cow again!" Mr. Darling said, and she laughed, "You can spread ayour present yorself on slices of the bread for a treat!" "Goodness me!" said Peter. "What a nice and friendly creature the cow is! I won't hate it anymore and  or be frightened by it. "I should think not!" said Mrs. Darling. "Look Peter ~ the cow has give me a present to!" Mrs. Darling lifted athe lid of the cheese dish, and underneath Peter saw a big lump of orange coloured cheese. Mrs. Darling cut herself a piece, and said it was delicios.

The Farmer And The Magic Tree

Basran was a poor farmer. He had a small vegetable plot and a few fruit trees. One evening, an old woman appeared before him."Please give me two lemons said the woman. "I have no money, but I can pay you with some magic seeds." "Certainly," said Basran, who immediately planted the seeds. When Basran reached home, he told his wife what has happened. "You silly man," his wife scolded him. "Next time collect money first." Basran did not hear what his wife said. He was thinking about the magic seeds. That night, he dreamt that he was climbing a tall tree. Suddenly he fell down. That morning, Basran was surprised to see a big tree with gold leaves and fruits. Suddenly he heard a voice said, "Pluck the gold leaves only. Do not pluck the red fruits." Basran plucked some gold leaves and sold them to the gold smith. He became rich. He gave half the money to his wife. However, his wife wanted more. Quietly, she plucked the red fruits and planted them. She thought, "I can get more gold trees. I'll be much richer." The next morning, Basran's gold tree had disappeared. Basran and his wife felt sad. They were poor again.............THE END...............THANKS FOR VISITING MY BLOG!!!!!!!!!!

The King Who Grew Canine Teeth

Many years ago, Kedah had a good king. His subjects were loyal to him.He live with his Queen in a lovely palace. The king enjoyed good food with variety taste daily. One day, he ordered his chief cook to prepare him a delicious meal. While cutting the vegetables, the cook accidentally cut his finger. His blood dripped into the food. When the king tasted the tasty dish, he praised the chief cook. "What did you add to the dish? It was delicious," said the king. The next day, the king did not like his food. He scolded the chief cook. "Why isn't it the same?" he asked. The chief cook knew that his blood was the secret ingredient. The chief cook wanted to please the king. He add ed some blood to every dish. The king was happy. He praised the chief cook. Soon the king began to have a taste of blood. His canine teeth grew longer. "What am I going to do?" He asked ashamed of himself. The king could not control his craving for blood. One night, he caught a boy and bit his neck. He sucked the boy's blood. Some people saw him. They were shocked. They shouted, "A blood sucking king!" The king quickly ran away. He felt ashamed of himself. He never returned............ THE END...............THE FOR VISITING MY BLOG!!!!!!!!!!