There was a small girl named Amal. One day, Amal was sitting in her room with her toys, thinking sadly and saying, “I wish my mother was with me now. I wish she would come home and not stay long in the hospital.” Her mother had been injured in a car accident since a week ago and was in the hospital. Amal used to sit at their neighbors, Mrs. Asmaa’s house, and at night her father would take her from there at a late time of the night. ...
It is told that there was a neighbor to Juha. It was known of him that he was extremely generous and bountiful. One day, this man held a wedding and didn’t invite Juha and his wife to attend. Juha and his wife were angry at the man’s deed. They sat together thinking of a trick to attend this feast. Juha’s wife left her house and hurried to enter the neighbor’s house, imagining the feast was there. Juha was behind her running with anger and calling out to her, but the neighbors held him and began calming him and trying to prevent him from beating her. Juha’s wife hid in the neighbors’ house. Juha sat by the drums where tables were spread and food was placed. Everyone sat. Juha approached the food and began devouring it voraciously and said, “How delicious my wife’s food is. I’ve known where to feed herself.” ...
In the night sky of the growing savannas, the American veterinarian, Laura Parker, sat thinking with sadness and despair about the possibility that all efforts made in a project to protect the cheetah in southern Africa might be lost. She had been supervising it with a grant from the World Wildlife Fund. The stars shone beautifully against the background of the soft, velvet-like purple sky. The doctor began thinking about the reason that made cheetah numbers continue to decline. ...
Every morning, swarms of bees go out to gardens and farms, as is their habit every morning. They bring nectar from flowers. One of the bees found a beautiful flower that was blooming and stunning in beauty. The bee approached it, admiring its beauty. When the flower felt the bee, it closed its leaves before the bee. The bee was surprised at the flower’s action and said, “What happened? Why did the flower close its leaves? Did something happen to it?” ...
Mrs. Zhu lived in a city of the cities of China. She had two sons from the finest young men. It happened that the two brothers traveled to another city and lived there for a period of time until they married two sisters from among the daughters of the family. One was named Rose Flower and the other Crimson Flower. Then the two brothers returned after that to live with their mother, and with each of them his wife. ...
Two brothers lived in one house. They were small, raised together until they grew up, each married. They separated, each living in a house with his wife and children. The older was extremely rich, and the younger extremely poor. The rich brother lived on a small island surrounded on all sides by sea water, so he made the trade of salt his trade. He sold salt for years until he collected a large amount of money. But despite that, he was extremely stingy. ...
After people used to use him as a means of transportation, the day came when he used means of transportation. He realized with full awareness that his intelligence and cunning would lead him to this result one day. He felt extreme happiness as he saw the desert disappearing behind him and turning to gray color, with wide green lands on both sides. The camel took a long breath, feeling absolute happiness he had never tasted throughout his life. ...
Noura, Jamila’s beautiful daughter, loves watermelon. In the morning she eats watermelon, at lunch she eats watermelon, and at dinner she eats watermelon. One evening, the mother put food on the table consisting of chicken and molokhia. But Noura got angry and said, “I don’t like chicken and I don’t like molokhia. I only like watermelon.” Her father said to her, “Chicken is beneficial, Noura, and molokhia tastes delicious.” Noura shouted, “Watermelon, watermelon, I only want watermelon!” Her mother got angry and said firmly, “Molokhia first, Noura, then watermelon.” One evening, Noura entered the kitchen and saw a large watermelon on the kitchen table. She said, “I want to eat it all alone.” She carried it and put it under her bed to eat it after everyone slept. She slept thinking about the large watermelon under the bed. ...
Many values pass us in life, some of which we learn from and some we don’t pay attention to. We might miss much if we don’t plant the best values and finest morals in our children, for the child is but a seedling we plant and reap its fruits. This story teaches us values like doing good and performing kindness, for what we do is what we reap. It is told that there was a well-off woman who made bread for her family every day. She always made extra bread for any hungry passerby who passed by her. The woman used to put a loaf of bread on the windowsill for any passerby to take. Every day, a poor hunchbacked man would pass by her door, extend his hand, and take the loaf. Instead of showing gratitude for the woman’s generosity, he would murmur some words saying, “The evil you offer stays with you, and the good you offer returns to you.” ...
Saad al-Din traded in spices and silk, bringing them from India and distributing them to small merchants. He wanted to deliver a quantity to one of his customers in a semi-desert area, a day and night’s journey from his town. He took with him the camel and the donkey. He placed a light load on the camel and the rest on the donkey’s back. After one day: After a journey of one day, the donkey began walking with difficulty, unable to continue walking because of his heavy load. The donkey complained to the camel about the weight of his burden. ...