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Running… running more. A dog said while walking with my pregnant mother: I love this goat very much, my dog. She follows me to every place and plays with me until she watches me every day under

In the morning, Amjad saw Apache airplanes throwing at the opposite building. He saw the warships piercing the building of the man who used to greet him every day, saw the smoke, and heard the screaming. Amjad went at night to sleep while thinking about the man and the airplane. He kept saying to himself while on his bed: Why don’t we have airplanes to throw at their airplanes? He was extremely afraid. In the middle of the night, Amjad screamed, as he saw an Apache airplane in the sky. It was extremely high, higher than all the buildings and trees. He took a stone and threw it at the airplane, but he didn’t hit it. The matter inside him while he was throwing the stone angered the soldier greatly, so he directed the airplane’s machine gun toward Amjad to shoot fire at him. ...

Lunja is a girl of beautiful appearance, indeed enchanting in beauty. She is the daughter of two monsters, or rather two very ugly monsters. They are the ogre and his wife, the ogress. Those monsters our Arab heritage mentioned long ago, especially in Algerian society. Princess of the Forests: There was a saying Lunja always heard while playing with her rooster, which meant: What are you thinking in your mind, Lunja? That saying was an indication of Lunja’s beauty, her elegance and grace. This extraordinary beauty that made all the princes of that ancient era always desire to marry her and propose to ask for her hand. But the fame of her monster parents would spread the news of Lunja’s beauty and force those princes to think a lot before taking that step with two wild monsters like them. ...

Our Arab heritage, from east to west, is filled with many stories and legends that our grandmothers narrated to us when we were small. The time has come to narrate some of what we heard. The story of the seven brothers is a lesson, admonition, and counsel. It is inspired by the Algerian folklore, and this is the story. There was a lady called Khadija, living with her husband in a simple hut. The couple wanted very much to be blessed with a baby girl, but God’s will is above everything, of course. So God blessed them with seven boys, one after another. Khadija kept giving birth to boys until her sons all agreed when their mother was pregnant with her last child, that if she didn’t give birth to a girl for them, they would all leave the house and never return to it again. ...

Hundreds of years ago, in ancient times in one of the villages, lived a family consisting of six individuals: parents and four sons. During that period of ancient time, people enjoyed many marvels and miracles that were granted to many. That small family was full of different abilities of its individuals. The daughter was called Rufa, and the four sons had inherited their strength and power from their father Einov, who was able to kill a huge bull with only one strike of his hand. ...

My name is Firas. I love to tell all people. My mother gave birth to a sister for me, small, small, small. My father asked me as he hugged me: What shall we name her? We must give her a name. Shall we name her Nora? Monitoring My Little Sister: I answered my father with approval, and I was happy. My father laughed, and my mother said: Firas’s little sister, her name is Nora the beautiful, and this is Firas your big brother, the clever prince. I used to monitor my sister Nora a lot. I found that when she was hungry, she would cry and scream with a loud and audible voice. Nora would defeat me when my mother left me alone with her. ...

There was a boy living with his old grandmother in one of the villages. They had a goat. They would sell its milk and live on the money they obtained. The boy was also fond of hunting. He would go in the morning to the forests surrounding the village. If he hunted a rabbit, bird, or something else, he would return with it to his grandmother. They would feast on it, eat it, and complete the day in joy and happiness. ...

The colored bird heard about a city full of letters located behind the sea. He flapped with his wings and flew seeking that city. Despite smallness of the sea, it appeared to him like a big sea. But he kept flying until he spotted on the opposite shore a large stone gate with many letters engraved on it. Before it stood two guards at full readiness, placing large trumpets. The bird entered from under the gate and greeted the two letters with his head and walked inside. The gardens on both sides of the road were planted with plants, but their shapes weren’t usual. He turned to some of them and found vines made of beautiful letters like letters of Waw, Sad, and Ha. Suddenly, he found himself before a large square paved with flowers and filled with games. The bird stood astonished, contemplating the letters. Letters Jim and Ha were riding horses, and letter Nun was riding on a swing, being pushed by letter Waw with his large head. ...

Long ago, Indian legends say that the god Krishna once descended to the earth. He loved playing the flute, and would stroll in the forest and play the flute tunes to all the animals that were passionate about this beautiful playing. One day, Krishna fell into sleep after becoming tired from playing the flute and strolling, and he didn’t know that a little boy was also listening with passion to the playing. When the boy saw that Krishna had fallen into sleep, he sneaked close to him, picked up the flute, and placed it on his mouth, trying to play on it whatever tune he could. All he managed to do was only produce sharp sounds that disturbed Krishna and made him wake from sleep. ...

Once there was a farmer who lived with his two sons in a place very far from the city and near a mountain pass. His personality was very bad, and over the years his habits became worse. He became more cruel with the animals he owned. He treated them badly without reason, especially the dogs he would beat and stone. One day of severe winter, a severe snow storm occurred at the time his eldest son was returning from the city to the farm where they lived. The weather was extremely terrifying, which made the son lose his way back to his residence. Then he fell on the snow, losing consciousness. ...