Family

We will tell today about a little girl named Hydi. Hydi lived with her uncle in his old small house. Her uncle used to work on her a lot, and because his work was continuous without stopping and with trouble for life. For this reason, the uncle decided to take Hydi to live with him in a village of huge birds where he was old and living alone in a small hut far from the village’s people who were living there because he loved the village of huge birds, the high hill. ...

The events of the story revolve around the visit of one of my friends to the underwater research center. I was surprised to find his son inside one of the rooms at the underwater research center, where he was able through his visit to pull out a drop of white water under the huge microscope. So he was amazed at what he saw, his eyes widening with astonishment! Is everything he sees true or false! ...

There was a small family of doves living in a quiet and beautiful village. Since time immemorial, they had not moved to another place. One day, the dove saw something new to her. She saw huge carriages carrying the equipment of a new circus coming to their village. This circus would present entertaining shows for adults and children with its players and their animals. The dove began to watch the carriages until they stopped, then went to stand close to them to explore the place. She was impressed with a carriage painted in red and green colors, and sitting next to it was a large lady talking to people about their present and future and advising them. The circus people called her Lady Amina. The dove also saw on the roof of the colored carriage a cage of a small wooden lion. She said to herself: Beside this small lion, we can build our nest, my husband and I, and live in it for a period to enjoy the atmosphere of this beautiful circus. ...

The car moved away from the Senegalese capital Dakar, and after an hour on the difficult dirt roads, the car crossed a path through vast orchards of mango trees. The mango fruits were large, with a golden yellow color and red cheeks enticing to eat. The father, who was driving the car, said to his children: Of course you will tell me, “Let’s stop so we can taste the mango fruits.” But the children surprised him by refusing, saying in one voice: No no, we have eaten a lot of mango fruits in this country. We don’t want mango. We want to see the wonder! ...

The Red Sea is a colored sea, indeed a sorcerer of colors, not only at the surface level where the waters shine with wonderful turquoise purity, but also and especially under the surface of its waters, at the coral reefs that appear to the diver’s eye, behind the glass of diving goggles, as if they are colored gardens frequented by a decorated public of sea creatures in hundreds of forms and with all the colors of the rainbow. ...

There were four little rabbits: Flopsy Rabbit, Mopsy Rabbit, Cottontail Rabbit, and Peter Rabbit. The four rabbits lived with their mother under the tree in happiness and joy. One day, the mother gathered with her four children and told them that she would go to the market to bring them food and drink. She warned them against playing in Uncle George’s garden, because he might harm them as he had done with their father before. The mother took the basket and went to the market, leaving the four rabbits at home. Peter Rabbit suggested to his brothers that they go out to play in Uncle George’s garden and enjoy their day. ...

Every night before I sleep, I talk to my father on the phone, for he works at night and does not return until late hours. I always ask him to wake me when he returns home. I try to sleep in the frightening darkness, but the squeaking sound of doors disturbs my comfort and makes me unable to fall into deep sleep. I try to hide under my blanket, and then I feel some kind of safety. But suddenly I feel a touch on my cheek! Oh God, it’s a ghost chasing me. ...

I loved to do things with MAMA, I was walking with the feet small, and I was hearing the sound and reading the story with MAMA, so I said to her: I love to work with you, O my mother. MAMA: And one day of these days, MAMA said to me: You must work a lot of hard things, O my mother. I will help you, O my mother, but she said: You will do your things alone, O my mother, and then she started talking with him a lot of time slowly, and she said to her: What are you doing now, O my mother? I: I am doing now, O my mother. She: Have you done your work, O my mother? I: No, O my mother, I am doing now. She: Then think about the work you do with me, O my mother. ...

There were living three small sheep with their mothers in a big farm, and the mother sheep cared for them a lot of the bad hunger, and one day of the days the mother sheep went to the place to graze some fruits to pick them and she commanded her children the three sheep, after she returned to the house so that they do not eat the bad hunger. The mother sheep sat and the three sheep were eating in the house, and the big sheep wanted that they go a lot to the place of the hunger, where there were fruits of the death beautiful to pick the fruits that are scattered on the ground. ...

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. ...