Gratitude

It is told that in ancient times, a group of monkeys lived in the forest. Among them was a small monkey who was always sad and often cried. This was because God, glory and majesty to Him, had created him without a tail like the other monkeys in the forest. That pained him, as he couldn’t climb trees or swing on them like monkeys usually did. The monkeys mocked him and often laughed at him, telling him he wasn’t like the other monkeys, and they wouldn’t play with him. That poor, sad monkey would play alone under the tree. The monkey had a friend who was a small dog who would sit with him under the tree. ...

A girl named Nasma was feeling joy because the time of the weekend had come. Her grandfather was waiting for her visit. Nasma went to his house that was near her. She knocked on his door, placing her ear against it to hear the sound of the steps he walked with, which opened for her. She jumped before him like a small cat. The grandfather carried his granddaughter Nasma, then kissed her at the time when her fingers were busy playing with his red mustache. Then the grandfather entered the large courtyard present in his house, which contained in its center a water pool. There were trees surrounded by green color. Nasma inhaled a beautiful fragrance. When she turned toward it and found before her the honey flower, she said to her grandfather: “Put me down, grandfather, for I want to say peace to this flower.” ...

Once there was a tree with a wide trunk and countless branches. It was located in the middle of dry land and was used as a place of shelter and rest for hundreds and thousands of travelers. Since it was near four cities and many villages, the tree’s location became an ideal meeting point for travelers. One day, two travelers arrived at the tree after walking for a long time. They were heading to one of the towns near the tree. Their travel day was hot and sunny, so they felt happy about the existence of this tree in this place so they could rest for some time. Then they fell asleep under the tree, enjoying the wonderful weather and the cool air. ...

There was once a吵ing child who was吵ing, Marak. He lived with his father and his older brother outside the city. His father was working in the candy factory and was carrying a lot of it to the house. Marak loved to eat these candies in all the times. One day, his father came to the house and he was吵ing something over his back. Marak asked him with astonishment, “What is this, O father, that you are carrying behind your back?” His father brought a large box out of the suitcase, and the box was like the candy box that he brings from the candy factory. ...

There was an old woman who lived with her grandson named Salim in a beautiful village. That old woman loved her grandson a lot and was kind to him. One morning, the old woman got up and went to the kitchen and cut two loaves of bread and a large raisin, and covered it on the tray. Salim looked at the raisin and found it very shiny and said, “What is this, O my grandmother? The raisin that you feed us every day is beautiful. But this is delicious.” Then he cooled it with amazement, so the old woman looked at the raisin and held it and said to him, “What’s the matter? After all, I have not heard this word from you. I was falling from the tree a long time ago, and I ate, then I killed the wolf, and I ate the dog and then I died, and after all this effort, I turned with a face like this and am eating raisins with thanks on the floor? Did the dog come to you to bring the raisins?” ...

The Rubber Boy is a Chinese story titled “Rubber Boy” that presents a useful lesson for children, which is that contentment is an inexhaustible treasure, and that the child should appreciate his parents’ efforts toward him, and not mock his poverty and living conditions, but rather know that they are making their utmost effort to make him happy and for his comfort. Story events: There was a boy named Huck, who was eleven years old. His mother worked in collecting rubber to provide him money for living, since his father was deceased, so the mother had to work with all her energy to provide money for living. ...