Pamaypay ng Maynila

Pamaypay ng Maynila na aking tangan-tanganMay ibig na sabihin na dapat mong pag-aralanAng bawa’t mga kilos sa padyak ng pamaypay

Ay siyang nagsasabi ng damdamin niyaring buhay.

Kung ito’y nakatabing sa tapat ng mukha koAng ibig na sabihin may pag-asa sa puso ko

Nguni’t pag namasdan mo ang sulyap ko ay sa iyoAng ibig na sabihin may pag-asa ang puso mo.

Pag ito’y pinamaspas na panay ang pagaspasAko ay nagagalit, huwag mo sanang babatiin

Subali’t pagmalaya, may ibig alaminAko ay umiibig, lapitan mo, aking giliw.

Pamaypay ng Maynila kay sarap na gamitin

Pang-aliw at panglunas sa mainit na damdaminBawa’t simoy ng hangin na dito ay nanggaling

Ang hatid ay pag-ibig ng puso kong matampuhin

KUNG NAGSASAYAW KITA Kung nagsasayaw kita at umiindakPuso ko’y sumisigla at pumipiglas

Dahil sa ikaw ang tangi kong nililiyagAt pangarap ka ng puso ko sa magdamag.

Bakit ba naman ikaw ay lumalayoDi pa tanggapin itong pagsuyo.

Kung nagsasaya kita, dibdib ko’y kumakabaSana’y huwag matapos ang madlang saya

Tunay na tunay ba? Pagsuyo ko’y tunay!Hanggang kailan nga ba? Hanggang may

buhay!Di na magmamaliw ang naglahong araw

Araw ng pagsuyo di mapaparam.ngitAng pangako ng pusong umiibig

Doon Po Sa Amin

Doon po sa aminSa bayan ng San Roque

May nagkatuwaangapat na pulubi

Nagsayaw ang pilay,Nakinig ang bingi,Nanood ang bulag,

Umawit ang pipi

Doon po sa aminBayan ng MalabonMay isang matandanagsaing ng apoy

Palayok ay papel,papel pati tungtong

Tubig na malamig angiginagatong

Doon po sa amin...

Pandanggo sa Ilaw

Nang pista sa nayonNagsayaw ka hirang

Napakagandang pagmasdanAng maliliit mong hakbang

At ang tatlong basongMay taglay na ilaw

Ay tinimbang mong lahatSa ulo't sa mga kamay

Ngunit 'di mo alamNa minamasdan kitaAt nabihag mo ako

Sa iyong pandanggong kay siglaMagbuhat na noon

Ay inaalala kaDahil sa walang lakas

Ang puso kong limutin kaSa pandanggo mo'y

Hanga ang lahatTangan mong mga ilawanNi isa'y walang lumagpak

Puso kong ito

Nais ko liyagAy ingatan mo na rin

Pagka't ikaw ang may hawak.

Ang Pipit

May pumukol sa Pipit sa sanga ng ng isang kahoy

At nahagip bato ang pakpak ng munting ibon

Dahil sa sakit,di nakaya pang lumipad

At ang nangyari ay nahulog ngunit parang taong bumigkas

Mamang kay lupit, ang puso mo'y di na nahabag

Pag pumanaw ang buhay ko,may isang pipit na iiyak

May isang pipit na iiyak,may isang pipit na iiyak.

Alaala Kita sa Pagtulog

Akala mo yata kita'y nililimot

Alaala kita sa gabing pagtulog

Ang inuunan ko luhang umaagos

Ang binabanig ko ay sama ng loob.

Di ka na nahabag, di ka na naawa.

Lusak na ang lupa sa patak ng luha.

Buksan mo na neneng ang munting

bintana

At ako'y dungawin nagmamakaawa.

Sinisinta Kita

Kung ang sinta’y ulilahin

sino pa kayang tatawagin

Kung hindi si Neneng kong giliw

Naku kay layo sa piling

Malayo man malapit din

Pilit ko ring mararating

Huwag lamang masabi mong

Di kita ginigiliw

Ginigiliw kitang tunay

Alaala gabi’t arawPag di na natatanaw

Puso ko’y nalulumbay

Sinisinta kita,di ka kumikibo,

akala mo yata,ako’y nagbibiro;

saksi ko ang langit,sampu ng kanduro,

kundi kita sinta,puputok ang puso.

Sinisinta kita

ng sintang patnubay,patnubay na sintangwalang katapusan;madurog ang bato,

magbangon ang bangkay,

walang ibang sinta,kundi i

Santa Clarang Pinong-pino

Santa Clarang pinung-pinoAng hiling ko po ay tupdin niyo

Pagdating ko po sa ObandoMagsasayaw ako ng pandanggo

Aruray!abarinding!

ang pangako ay tutuparin!

Santa Clarang pinong-pino,Ako po ay bigyan moNg asawang labintatlo

Sa gastos ay walang reklamo!

Folk Songs/ Katutubong

Awit

Tilibong tilibo

tilibong tilibong

si timbong nag sabong

nanalo ng piso

sumakay pa sa auto

ang auto ay kiling

ang tsuper ay duling

nabangga sa pader

nalagas ang ngipin.

BanahawAng huni ng ibon, aliw-iw ng batis

Sa bundok BanahawAy inihahatid, ay inihahatid

Nang hanging amihan

Kaya't yaring abang pusoSakbibi nang madlang lumbay

Sa sandaling ito, sa sandaling ito'yNaliligayahan.

Halina, irog ko at tayo'y magsayawSa kumpas ng tugtog, tayo ay sumabay

Dini naman sa lumang kudyapiIkaw irog aking aawitan

Sa saliw ng hanging palay-palaySa bundok ng Banahaw.

Christmas SongsO Holy Night

O holy night! The stars are brightly shining, It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth.

Long lay the world in sin and error pining. Till He appeared and the Spirit felt its

worth.

A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices, For yonder breaks a new and glorious

morn. Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel

voices!

O night divine, the night when Christ was born;

O night, O holy night, O night divine! O night, O holy night, O night divine!

Led by the light of faith serenely beaming, With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.

O'er the world a star is sweetly gleaming, Now come the wisemen from out of the

Orient land. The King of kings lay thus lowly manger;

In all our trials born to be our friends. He knows our need, our weakness is no

stranger, Behold your King! Before him lowly bend!

Behold your King! Before him lowly bend!

Truly He taught us to love one another, His law is love and His gospel is peace.

Chains he shall break, for the slave is our brother.

And in his name all oppression shall cease. Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise

we, With all our hearts we praise His holy

name. Christ is the Lord! Then ever, ever praise

we, His power and glory ever more proclaim! His power and glory ever more proclaim!

Jingle Bells : LyricsDashing through the snowIn a one horse open sleigh

O'er the fields we goLaughing all the wayBells on bob tails ringMaking spirits bright

What fun it is to laugh and singA sleighing song tonight

Oh, jingle bells, jingle bellsJingle all the way

Oh, what fun it is to rideIn a one horse open sleigh

Jingle bells, jingle bellsJingle all the way

Oh, what fun it is to rideIn a one horse open sleigh

A day or two agoI thought I'd take a ride

And soon Miss Fanny BrightWas seated by my side

The horse was lean and lankMisfortune seemed his lotWe got into a drifted bank

And then we got upsot

Oh, jingle bells, jingle bellsJingle all the way

Oh, what fun it is to rideIn a one horse open sleigh

Jingle bells, jingle bellsJingle all the way

Oh, what fun it is to rideIn a one horse open sleigh yeah

Jingle bells, jingle bellsJingle all the way

Oh, what fun it is to rideIn a one horse open sleigh

Jingle bells, jingle bellsJingle all the way

Oh, what fun it is to ride

In a one horse open sleigh

White Christmas : Lyrics

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas

Just like the ones I used to know

Where the treetops glisten,

and children listen

To hear sleigh bells in the snow

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas

With every Christmas card I write

May your days be merry and bright

And may all your Christmases be white

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas

With every Christmas card I write

May your days be merry and bright

And may all your Christmases be white

The Twelve Days of ChristmasOn the first day of Christmas,my true love sent to me A partridge in a pear tree.

On the second day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the third day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the seventh day of Christmas,

my true love sent to me Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings,

Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Nine ladies dancing, Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree. On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Ten lords a-leaping, Nine ladies dancing, Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming,

Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Eleven pipers piping, Ten lords a-leaping, Nine ladies dancing, Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Twelve drummers drumming, Eleven pipers piping, Ten lords a-leaping, Nine ladies dancing, Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree!

Ngayong Pasko Magniningning Ang Pilipino

Gary Valenciano and Toni Gonzaga featuring UST Singers

GARY V.Kapiling ko mga bituin ngayong gabi

Mga ulap ang aking katabiNgunit hindi ako nag-iisa

Pagkat ikaw ay nandito na

TONI GONZAGAMga tala sa iyong mata'y aking batid

Bawat kislap ay may pag-ibig na hatidSa mga hangarin nating tapat

Kayang baguhin ang lahat

GARY V.Magagandang larawan ang ating bukas

Ngayong pasko ay magniningas

CHORUSNgayong pasko magniningning ang

PilipinoSan man sa mundo tanaw nila ang liwanag

moDuyan ka ng pagmamahal pinagpala ng

MaykapalNgayong pasko magniningning ang

Pilipino

GARY V.Magandang tadhanang naghihintay

Pupuntahan natin magkasabay

TONI GONZAGATibok ng pusong nag-iisaSa loob nito'y tagarito ka

Magagandang larawan ang ating bukasNgayong pasko ay magniningas

CHORUSNgayong pasko magniningning ang

PilipinoSan man sa mundo tanaw nila ang liwanag

moDuyan ka ng pagmamahal pinagpala ng

MaykapalNgayong pasko magniningning ang

Pilipino

GARY V.Sa hirap at ginhawa

Umiyak man o tumawaMalayo o malapit

Tayo ay sama-sama

TONI GONZAGATagumpay natin ay pagdiwang

(pagdiwang...)Wala ng panahon kungdi ngayon

Ngayong pasko magniningning ang Pilipino

San man sa mundo tanaw nila ang liwanag mo

Duyan ka ng pagmamahal pinagpala ng Maykapal

Ngayong pasko magniningning ang Pilipino

CHORUS (6X)Ngayong pasko magniningning ang

PilipinoSan man sa mundo tanaw nila ang liwanag

moDuyan ka ng pagmamahal pinagpala ng

Maykapal

Ngayong pasko magniningning ang Pilipino

GARY V. (during FINAL CHORUS)

Ang nagsindi nitong ilawWalang iba kundi ikawSalamat sa liwanag mo

Muling magkakakulay ang pasko

Malamig ang simoy ng Hangin

Malamig ang simoy ng hanginKay saya ng bawa't damdamin

Ang tibok ng puso sa dibdibPara bang hulog ng langit

Himig ng Pasko'y laganapMayroong sigla ang lahat

Wala ang kalungkutanLugod sa kasayahan

Himig ng Pasko'y umiiralSa loob ng bawat ng tahanan

Masaya ang mga tanawinMay awit ang simoy ng hangin

Himig ng Pasko'y laganapMayroong sigla ang lahat

Wala ang kalungkutanLugod sa kasayahan

Himig ng Pasko'y umiiralSa loob ng bawat ng tahanan

Masaya ang mga tanawinMay awit ang simoy ng hangin

Silent NightSilent night, Holy nightAll is calm, all is bright

Round yon virgin, mother and childHoly infant, tender and mild

Sleep in heavenly peace,Sleep in heavenly peace.

"Last Christmas"

[Chorus (2x):]Last ChristmasI gave you my heartBut the very next day you gave it away.This yearTo save me from tearsI'll give it to someone special.

Once bitten and twice shyI keep my distanceBut you still catch my eye.Tell me, baby,Do you recognize me?Well,It's been a year,It doesn't surprise me(Merry Christmas)

I wrapped it up and sent itWith a note saying, "I love you,"I meant itNow I know what a fool I've been.But if you kissed me nowI know you'd fool me again.

[Chorus 2x]

Oh, oh, baby.

A crowded room,Friends with tired eyes.I'm hiding from youAnd your soul of ice.My god I thought you were someone to rely on.Me? I guess I was a shoulder to cry on.

A face on a lover with a fire in his heart.A man under cover but you tore me apart, ooh-hoo.Now I've found a real love, you'll never fool me again.

[Chorus 2x]

A face on a lover with a fire in his heart (I gave you my heart)A man under cover but you tore him apart

Maybe next year I'll give it to someoneI'll give it to someone special.

Special...Someone..

Joy to the World

Joy to The world! the Lord is comeLet earth receive her King

Let ev'ry heart prepare him roomAnd heaven and nature singAnd heaven and nature singAnd heaven and nature sing

Joy to the world! the Savior reignsLet men their songs employ

While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains

Repeat the sounding joyRepeat the sounding joyRepeat the sounding joy

He rules the world with truth and grace

And makes the nations prove The glories of His righteousness

And wonders of His love And wonders of His love 

And wonder wonders of His love

Sana Ngayong PaskoINTRO:

Pasko na naman ngunit wala ka paHanggang kailan kaya ako maghihintay sayoBakit ba naman kailangang lumisan paAng tanging hangad ko lang ay makapiling ka

REFRAIN:Sana ngayong Pasko ay maalala mo pa rin akoHinahanap-hanap pag-ibig moAt kahit wala ka na

Nangangarap at umaasa pa rin akoMuling makita ka at makasama kaSa araw ng Pasko...

REFRAIN:Sana ngayong Pasko ay maalala mo pa rin akoHinahanap-hanap pag-ibig moAt kahit wala ka naNangangarap at umaasa pa rin akoMuling makita ka at makasama kaSa araw ng Pasko...

(Repeat Refrain)

Pasko Na Naman – Christmas SongsPasko Na Naman

O Kay tulin ng arawPaskong nagdaan,

Tila ba kung kailan langNgayon ay Pasko,

Dapat pasalamatanNgayon ay Pasko

Tayo ay mag-awitan

Koro:Pasko! Pasko!

Pasko na namang muli!Tanging araw na ating

pinakamimithi,Pasko! Pasko!

Pasko na namang muli!Ang pag-ibig naghahari

Malamig ang simoy ng hanginMalamig ang simoy ng hangin

Kay saya ng bawa't damdaminAng tibok ng puso sa dibdibPara bang hulog ng langit

Himig ng Pasko'y laganapMayroong sigla ang lahat

Wala ang kalungkutan

Lubos sa kasayahan.

Himig ng Pasko'y umiiralSa ng bawat tahanan

Masaya ang mga tanawinMay

awit ang simoy ng hangin

Himig ng Pasko'y laganapMayroong sigla ang lahat

Wala ang kalungkutan

Lubos sa kasayahan

Himig ng Pasko'y umiiralSa loob at labas ng tahanan

Masaya ang mga tanawin May awit ang simoy ng hangin

Loud MusicMy stepdaughter and I circle round and round.

You see, I like the music loud, the speakers

throbbing, jam-packing the room with sound whether

Bach or rock and roll, the volume cranked up so

each bass notes is like a hand smacking the gut.

But my stepdaughter disagrees. She is four

and likes the music decorous, pitched below

her own voice-that tenuous projection of self.

With music blasting, she feels she disappears,

is lost within the blare, which in fact I like.

But at four what she wants is self-location

and uses her voice as a porpoise uses

its sonar: to find herself in all this space.

If she had a sort of box with a peephole

and looked inside, what she'd like to see would be

herself standing there in her red pants, jacket,

yellow plastic lunch box: a proper subject

for serious study. But me, if I raised

the same box to my eye, I would wish to find

the ocean on one of those days when wind

and thick cloud make the water gray and restless

as if some creature brooded underneath,

a rocky coast with a road along the shore

where someone like me was walking and has gone.

Loud music does this, it wipes out the ego,

leaving turbulent water and winding road,

a landscape stripped of people and language-

how clear the air becomes, how sharp the colors.

The Birthday

I'm driving tonight into November.

The cold black sky is coming at me

and before I know it

it snuffs out the gold October glow

I left behind in Charlottesville,

those calendar leaves, the big ball sun

setting behind the rolling steeplechase-

its little obstacles casting shadows-

the lighted windows on the darkening hill,

silhouettes of hosts in my rearview mirror,

the last orange light on Foxfield Road.

Into the dark I can speed east and think

of the last night in October, Halloween,

when you were born thirty years ago.

Or I could not think of that night,

I know you'll be glad if I don't. It's still

today in Los Angeles, you're looking

for work. We're both looking for work

to keep us in days to get up.

I like this night highway blacking out

autumn, making us one with all seasons.

Only my headlights and pairs of red taillights

ahead, you turning thirty where the leaves never

fall, the children not masked yet, the last sun

of the month still in the sky.

—Elizabeth Seydel Morgan

POEMSLeaving the IslandWe roll up the rugs and strip the beds by rote, Summer expires as it has done before.The ferry is no simple pleasure boat

Nor are we simply cargo, though we’ll floatAlongside heavy trucks — their stink and roar.We roll up rugs and strip the beds by rote.

This bit of land whose lines the glaciers wroteBecomes the muse of memory once more;The ferry is no simple pleasure boat.

I’ll trade my swimsuit for a woolen coat;The torch of autumn has but small allure.We roll up rugs and strip the beds by rote.

The absences these empty shells denoteSuggest the losses winter has in store.The ferry is no simple pleasure boat.

The songs of summer dwindle to one note;The fog horn’s blast (which drowns this closing door.)We rolled up rugs and stripped the beds by rote.The ferry is no simple pleasure boat.

—Linda Pastan“She Walks In Beauty”By Lord Byron

She walks in beauty like the night

Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

And all that’s best of dark and bright

Meets in her aspect and her eyes;

Thus mellowed to that tender light

Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,

Had half impaired the nameless grace

Which waves in every raven tress

Or softly lightens o’er her face;

Where thoughts serenely sweet express

How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,

So soft, so calm, so eloquent,

The smiles that win, the tints that glow,

But tell of days in goodness spent,

A mind at peace with all below,

A heart whose love is innocent.

“First Love”by John Clare

I ne’er was struck before that hourWith love so sudden and so sweet.Her face it bloomed like a sweet flowerAnd stole my heart away complete.

My face turned pale, a deadly pale.My legs refused to walk away,And when she looked what could I ailMy life and all seemed turned to clay.

And then my blood rushed to my faceAnd took my eyesight quite away.The trees and bushes round the placeSeemed midnight at noonday.

I could not see a single thing,Words from my eyes did start.They spoke as chords do from the string,And blood burnt round my heart.

Are flowers the winter’s choiceIs love’s bed always snowShe seemed to hear my silent voiceNot love appeals to know.

I never saw so sweet a faceAs that I stood before.My heart has left its dwelling placeAnd can return no more.

SHORT STORIESA friend in need is a friend indeed.

Once upon a time there lived a lion in a forest. One day after a heavy meal. It was sleeping under a tree. After a while, there came a mouse and it started to play on the lion. Suddenly the lion got up with anger and looked for those who disturbed its nice sleep. Then it saw a small mouse standing trembling with fear. The lion jumped on it and started to kill it. The mouse requested the lion to forgive it. The lion felt pity and left it. The mouse ran away. 

On another day, the lion was caught in a net by a hunter. The mouse came there and cut the net. Thus it escaped. There after, the mouse and the lion became friends. They lived happily in the forest afterwards. 

Moral : A friend in need is a friend indeed.

A Town Mouse and A Country MouseA Town Mouse and a Country Mouse were friends. The Country Mouse one day invited his friend to come and see him at his home in the fields. The Town Mouse came and they sat down to a dinner of barleycorns and roots the latter of which had a distinctly earthy flavour. The flavour was not much to the taste of the guest and presently he broke out with “My poor dear friend, you live here no better than the ants. Now, you should just see how I fare! My larder is a regular horn of plenty. You must come and stay with me and I promise you shall live on the fat of the land." So when he returned to town he took the Country Mouse with him and showed him into a larder containing flour and oatmeal and figs and honey and dates. The Country Mouse had never seen anything like it and sat down to enjoy the luxuries his friend provided. But before they had well begun, the door of the larder opened and some one came in. The two Mice scampered off and hid themselves in a narrow and exceedingly uncomfortable hole. Presently, when all was quiet, they ventured out again. But some one else came in, and off they scuttled again. This was too much for the visitor. "Good bye," said he, "I'm off. You live in the lap of luxury, I can see, but you are surrounded by dangers

whereas at home I can enjoy my simple dinner of roots and corn in peace." 

Moral : Safety is the first importance.

A Moral Story : A Wise CountingEmperor Akbar was in the habit of putting riddles and puzzles to his courtiers. He often asked questions which were strange and witty. It took much wisdom to answer these questions. 

Once he asked a very strange question. The courtiers were dumb folded by his question. 

Akbar glanced at his courtiers. As he looked, one by one the heads began to hang low in search of an answer. It was at this moment that Birbal entered the courtyard. Birbal who knew the nature of the emperor quickly grasped the situation and asked, "May I know the question so that I can try for an answer". 

Akbar said, "How many crows are there in this city?" 

Without even a moment's thought, Birbal replied "There are fifty thousand five hundred and eighty nine crows, my lord". 

"How can you be so sure?" asked Akbar. 

Birbal said, "Make you men count, My lord. If you find more crows it means some have come to visit their relatives here. If you find less number of crows it means some have gone to visit their relatives elsewhere". 

Akbar was pleased very much by Birbal's wit. 

MORAL : A witty answer will serve its purpose.

A Wise Old OwlA Wise Old Owl 

There was an old owl that lived in an oak. Everyday he saw incidents happening around him. Yesterday he saw a boy helping an old man to carry a heavy basket. Today he saw a girl shouting at her mother. The more he saw the less he spoke. 

As he spoke less, he heard more. He heard people talking and telling stories. He heard a woman saying that an elephant jumped over a fence. He also heard a man

saying that he had never made a mistake. 

The old owl had seen and heard about what happened to people. Some became better and some became worse. But the old owl had become wiser each and every

day. 

Moral of the story : 

You should be observant, talk less but listen more. This will make you a wise person. 

Baa Baa Black Sheep There lived a black sheep in a nearby village. Every spring, he shaved his black wool

and sold it to the villagers. The villagers made sweaters and socks from his black wool. 

One day, the black sheep noticed that he had some more wool left. He thought, ‘It would be such a waste if nobody wants to buy the wool.’ 

That afternoon, an old man came over to his wooden shed to see him. He wanted one bag full of the black sheep’s wool. Then an old woman came over. She also

wanted a bag full of wool. A short while later, a little boy arrived. He also wanted one bag full of wool. 

Therefore, the black sheep prepared three bags full of wool for them. He was happy that all of his wool was sold off. 

Moral of the story : 

We should be generous and helpful with what we have. We should be patient and not give up. 

Beg Your Pardon Mrs Hardin One afternoon, a little boy had lost his kitten. He looked under his bed. He looked all over his house. But still there was no puppy. Finally, he looked for his puppy in the

garden. After a few hours, he still could not find the puppy. 

The little boy was tired and was about to give up. Then he saw his neighbour, Mrs Hardin. 

“I beg your pardon, Mrs Hardin. Is my puppy in your garden?" asked the little boy. 

“Oh yes, she is. She is chewing on a mutton bone," replied Mrs Hardin. 

The little boy climbed the fence and saw his puppy chewing on a mutton bone. He was so happy that his puppy was not lost but had only gone to his good neighbor’s

house to eat. 

Moral of the story : Do not give up searching for something you have lost too soon. 

A Moral Story : Honesty is The Best Policy.

Let us enjoy reading this story of Honesty is The Best Policy. 

A milkman became very wealthy through dishonest means. He had to cross a river daily to reach the city where his customers lived. He mixed the water of the river generously with the milk that he sold for a good profit. One day he went around collecting the dues in order to celebrate the wedding of his son. With the large amount thus collected he purchased plenty of rich clothes and glittering gold ornaments. But while crossing the river the boat capsized and all his costly purchases were swallowed by the river. The milk vendor was speechless with grief. At that time he heard a voice that came from the river, “Do not weep. What you have lost is only the illicit gains you earned through cheating your customers. 

MORAL : Honest dealings are always supreme. Money earned by wrong methods will never remain for ever.

Elephant and Friends

Elephant and Friends :

One day an elephant wandered into a forest in search of friends. He saw a monkey on a tree. “Will you be my friend?" asked the elephant. Replied the monkey, “You are too big. You can not swing from trees like me." 

Next, the elephant met a rabbit. He asked him to be his friends. 

But the rabbit said, “You are too big to play in my burrow!" 

Then the elephant met a frog. 

“Will you be my friend? He asked. 

“How can I?" asked the frog. 

“You are too big to leap about like me." 

The elephant was upset. He met a fox next. 

“Will you be my friend?" he asked the fox. 

The fox said, “Sorry, sir, you are too big." 

The next day, the elephant saw all the animals in the forest running for their lives. 

The elephant asked them what the matter was. 

The bear replied, “There is a tier in the forest. He’s trying to gobble us all up!" 

The animals all ran away to hide. 

The elephant wondered what he could do to solve everyone in the forest. 

Meanwhile, the tiger kept eating up whoever he could find. 

The elephant walked up to the tiger and said, “Please, Mr. Tiger, do not eat up these poor animals." 

“Mind your own business!" growled the tiger. 

The elephant has a no choice but to give the tiger a hefty kick. 

The frightened tiger ran for his life. The elephant ambled back into the forest to announce the good news to everyone. All the animals thanked the elephant. 

They said, “You are just the right size to be our friend." 

A Moral Story : Bell The Cat

Let us enjoy reading this story of Bell The Cat. 

There was a grocery shop in a town. Plenty of mice lived in that grocery shop. Food was in plenty for them. They ate everything and spoiled all the bags. They also wasted the bread, biscuits and fruits of the shop. 

The grocer got really worried. So, he thought "I should buy a cat and let it stay at the grocery. Only then I can save my things." 

He bought a nice, big fat cat and let him stay there. The cat had a nice time hunting the mice and killing them. The mice could not move freely now. They were afraid that anytime the cat would eat them up. 

The mice wanted to do something. They held a meeting and all of them tweeted "We must get rid of the cat. Can someone give a suggestion"? 

All the mice sat and brooded. A smart looking mouse stood up and said, "The cat moves softly. That is the problem. If we can tie a bell around her neck, then things will be fine. We can know the movements of the cat". 

“Yes, that is answer," stated all the mice. An old mouse slowly stood up and asked, "Who would tie the bell?" After some moments there was no one there to answer this question.

MORAL : Empty solutions are of no worth.

The Foolish LionIn a forest there lived a lion. He had grown old and could not run fast anymore. As days went by

it became more and more difficult for him to hunt. 

One day while he was wandering through the forest in search of food, he came across a cave. He peeped in and smelt the air inside the cave. “Some animal must be staying here," he said to

himself. He crept inside the cave only to find it empty. “I will hide inside and wait for the animal to return," he thought. 

The cave was the home of a jackal. Everyday, the jackal would go out in search of food and return to the cave in the evening to rest. That evening, the jackal after having his meal started towards home. But as he came closer, he felt something wrong. Everything around him very quiet. “Something is wrong," the jackal said to himself. “Why are all the birds and insects so

silent?" 

Very slowly and cautiously, he walked towards his cave. He looked around him, watching for any signs of danger. As he got closer to the mouth of the cave, all his instincts alerted him of

danger. “I have to make sure that everything is alright," thought the jackal. Suddenly, he thought of a plan. 

The clever jackal called out to the cave. “Hello my good cave, what happened to you today? Why are you so quiet?" 

The jackal’s voice echoed deep inside the cave. The lion, who by now could control his hunger no longer, thought to himself, “I think it is because I am here that the cave is silent. Before the

jackal realises that something is wrong, I should do something." 

The jackal continued to call out, “Have you forgotten our agreement cave? You are supposed to greet me when I return home." The lion tried to make his voice sound hollow and called out from

within the cave, “Welcome home my friend." 

The birds chirped loudly and flew away on hearing the lion’s roar. As for the jackal, he shook with fear. Before the hungry lion could pounce on him and eat him up, the jackal ran for his dear

life as fast as his legs could carry him. 

The lion waited for a long while for the jackal to enter the cave. But when the jackal did not come in, the lion realised that he had been fooled. He cursed himself for his foolishness that

made him lose a prey.

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