Kindness

One of these days, there was a merchant named Joban in a brave kingdom. He was a rich merchant in the village, and he lived near the palace. He had three grown daughters: the oldest was Alina, the second was Grace, and the third was Maria. He loved all of them. One day, the king called him to the palace and said to him, “We have concluded a commercial pact with a great neighboring kingdom. We need to negotiate a trust to learn the conditions of the neighbor with trust and security, and we need from you to do this for us.” ...

One of the days, in one of the very distant lands, there was a kingdom ruled by a king. He had a daughter named Rose. The king loved his daughter greatly and never allowed her to leave the palace at all, fearing that harm would befall her if she went out to face the world. The princess wished to see the world and didn’t know why her father prevented her. She cried a lot. The king knew that his daughter was suffering, but he said to himself that this wouldn’t be good for her. ...

In ancient times, there was a king and queen living in their great palace. But they weren’t happy, for the king and queen had a daughter they had loved for 15 years, but she suddenly disappeared from the palace, and they hadn’t known her place since then. Sadness overwhelmed their hearts, and they began searching for their daughter but without success. There was a poor girl named Jean living in a large house inside the forest. This girl lived with her foster parents named Chris and Sandy. Chris and Sandy weren’t righteous foster parents for Jean, for they forced her to work in the house all day. ...

One day, there were three young sisters named Dafia, Peter, and Simona. The girls lived with their mother in a wooden house in the forest. Days passed, the girls grew up and became beautiful, and the house they lived in became small for them. Their mother gathered them and said to them, “The time has come for each of you to get your own house. I will give you the money your father left. You must be generous like your father was.” ...

Once upon a time in ancient days when magic was a friend to man, there lived a small dwarf named Churo. Churo was looking for a person who could do exceptional things and possessed a brave heart to help him. He traveled through the lands and began searching for the person who deserved his help until he met a young man named Antonio who lived in a distant village. Antonio was a clockmaker, generous, intelligent, and dedicated to his work. Churo loved him, got to know him, and they became friends. Churo was waiting for an opportunity to help him. ...

There was an elderly lady living in a village, and she had a very beautiful daughter. She loved cherries to the extent that she didn’t eat anything else for lunch or dinner. She wanted to eat only cherries. Everyone started calling her by the name Sherry, meaning cherry. There was also a clever lady living in the neighborhood of Sherry the girl. She was skilled in black magic, and in her garden were many cherry trees full of many cherries. Sherry used to sneak into the garden because she couldn’t resist taking some cherries. ...

In ancient times, there was a poor beggar who roamed the streets and collected what people gave him. At the end of the day, he went to his hut to place what he had collected all day. But every day he found that what he had placed had decreased. One day he waited in the hut to see who was taking his food. He found a mouse coming and eating from the food, leaving him only eight things. He asked it, “Why do you eat my food every day?” The mouse said to him, “This is your lot! You’ll only get eight things every day.” ...

Finally, Sanjab obtained a beautiful home in the rainforest. He exclaimed as soon as he settled in it, “How much I love my new home, the rains, the green grass, and the rain puddles.” The rain fell, and Sanjab picked up a pile of nuts, hazelnuts, and acorns, then hid them in a hole and put a handful of them in his mouth. The animals looked at him and whispered, “It seems the new Sanjab is a glutton and will finish our food. Will he stay here for long?” Sanjab cleared his throat at them and asked them in surprise, “Am I a glutton?” Without words, the animals turned around and left the place. Sanjab froze in his place like a piece of ice and felt he was melting with the rain. ...

It is told that in ancient times in a small city called Ayom, there was a painter named Albrat. And Albrat was very skilled in drawing. So he used to draw wonderful pictures and sell them to earn his living from them. And he used to draw the plants, the stars, and everything in it as if he was creative. But because the city was very small, Albrat was selling a very small number of pictures, and his family’s living wasn’t enough for all the food and clothes he needed. So he thought to move from this city to go to a large city where he could sell his pictures. ...

Once upon a time, there was a thief named Saif. A young man who lived in a house not far from the main road that passers-by passed in their way to the city. But he wasn’t a normal thief, so he was always standing on passers-by until he saw their treasures during their passing. He took pleasure in their treasures in his house and took out beautiful things. And whenever his number of miseries increased, he took their beautiful treasures he took pleasure in them. ...