Once upon a time, there was a kind boy named Amjad. Amjad had a compassionate heart and loved all people and living creatures. One day, while Amjad was playing with his friends, he saw a scene that saddened him deeply. His mischievous friends were grabbing a cat by its tail, paws, and neck. The poor cat was crying out for help, but the boys paid no mind to its cries, tossing it back and forth without any regard for its pain. ...
Once upon a time, there was a kind boy named Amjad. Amjad had a compassionate heart and loved all people and living creatures. One day, while Amjad was playing with his friends, he saw a scene that saddened him deeply. His mischievous friends were grabbing a cat by its tail, paws, and neck. The poor cat was crying out for help, but the boys paid no mind to its cries, tossing it back and forth without any regard for its pain. ...
Once upon a time, there was a little girl who always wore a red cloak. Because of this, everyone called her “Little Red Riding Hood,” though her name was Layla. One day, her mother asked her to take a basket filled with cakes and medicinal herbs to her sick grandmother. Layla agreed, picked up the basket, and tucked her hood firmly over her head. As she set off, despite her mother’s warning to avoid the frightening forest path, she didn’t pay much attention to the advice. Instead, she wandered through the woods, singing and gathering colorful flowers for her grandmother. ...
There once lived a young boy named Samir who lived with his parents in a beautiful city known for its kind-hearted people. One Friday morning, Samir woke up and ate the breakfast his mother had prepared for him. As was his habit every Friday, he went to meet his friends to play in the park near their neighborhood. After he finished breakfast, his mother advised him to be very careful and to watch his step, especially since city workers were carrying out excavations and there were many holes in the road. Samir said goodbye to his mother and headed off to meet his companions in the park. ...
Mazen and his sister Mona went with their family to visit their grandfather’s house in the countryside. They were delighted by the visit; the weather was wonderful, the fields were carpeted in greenery, and the air was pure. Birds chirped, composing the most beautiful melodies with their songs, while butterflies fluttered by, spreading their colorful wings to create joyful patterns that brought peace to the soul. While Mazen and Mona were lying on the lush green grass, they heard a soft voice calling out to them: “Mazen! Mona!” They looked to the right and to the left, searching for the person calling them, but they found no one. ...
Events of the story revolve around two friends, Zainab and Zuran. One day, Zainab invited Zuran to the farm to spend a day in the open air with her and her family. When Zuran arrived at the farm, Zainab knew all the animals in the farm well. She gathered eggs for Zuran from the chickens, then fed them bread and the chickens. Then they played with the lambs and the little donkeys. In the farm, there was a pond where Zuran played with the fish. They had a wonderful day there. ...
While the hen Karkar was pecking and looking for food, she found a wheat spike, and was amazed by its golden appearance, so she took it with her beak, ground it, and baked it. So she would get a complete delicious meal. The hen and the beetle: While she was on her way to the nearby field, she encountered a beetle. He had taken some dirt from her, so she pleaded with him to help her with the heavy load on her back. But he apologized to her because he didn’t have time at the moment, so she didn’t care about what the beetle Daniel did, but she continued on her way. ...
It is told that one day there was living a small girl named Hadiya with her parents and her four brothers. She was the youngest of the children and her age was twenty years. Her brothers loved each other a lot, and therefore they were treating her as a small child. Even though Hadiya’s brothers were not evil, they were treating her with kindness, and they did not think that she should sit with them or to participate with them in their doings. ...
In the evening, the moon was bright and beautiful. So Noor said to her mother: “Look, oh mother, how beautiful the moon is! It is like the night’s lamp.” The mother laughed and said to her: “True, oh Noor, but how far, for in reality it has neither water nor air, and it is full of holes.” Noor went out to the garden of the house, and she was thinking about her mother’s words. She sat to play with her ball, and between the ball and the time she was looking at the moon and saying to herself: “How beautiful you are, oh moon. I wish I could reach you.” ...
The crow lived on one of the trees of the farm. He enjoyed flying every morning and eating fruits from the farm from fresh fruits. One day, the crow heard the cawing of a hawk from the hunter’s gun. So he flew far away, he and his two brothers. They stood on one of the tall trees and thanked God for their safety, despite the hunter’s shots being close to them. ...