John Galsworthy The Apple Tree “The Apple-tree, the singing, and the gold.
Ponni sat on the footpath in front of Berywood Girls Primary School. She sold knick-knacks for little girls.
The school bell rang. Recess at last! We rushed out of the classroom. I took the ‘gulli ° out of my satchel before I ran out. Khushal took the ‘ clan da and followed me.
It was Bina who first got wind of what was happening. She happened to be passing the school kitchen where they cooked meals for the nuns and boarders.
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Safdar, Ajay and I dashed out of the classroom as the bell rang. It was the lunch break, and we had a whole hour to play. Safdar was the tallest, also the strongest amongst us. He was our leader.
“Baby, come for breakfast. Your milk is getting cold,” called Bhaiya, my elder brother. I quickly put on my slippers, picked up my favourite doll, Beeta, and rushed out into the verandah.
Edgar Allan Poe. The Cask of Amontillado The thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could, but when he ventured upon insult, I vowed revenge.
James Alan Gardner. Three Hearings on the Existence of Snakes in the Human Bloodstream Three Hearings on the Existence of Snakes in the Human Bloodstream. Asimov’s Science Fiction, Feb 1997 1.
The gift of the magi by O. Henry One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And sixty cents of it was in pennies.
The Time Machine, by H. G. Wells [1898] I The Time Traveller (for so it will be convenient to speak of him) was expounding a recondite matter to us.
Preparations had begun for our school annual day. Two plays were to be staged. The senior section was to enact ‘Merchant of Venice’ and the junior section, ‘The Story of Rama’.
Once again, father was transferred. This time to the sleepy town of Palai in Kerala. On arrival at Palai, we moved into a house, surrounded by banana trees, beds of tapioca, roses and chrysanthemums.
Read and download Short Stories for Children The wind and the sun Once the Wind and the Sun had an argument. “I am stronger than you,” said the Wind. “No, you are not,” said the Sun.
As it happens, I have a friend who hints, sometimes, that he can call up spirits from the vasty deep. Or at least one spirit—a tiny one, with strictly limited powers.