'Health is Wealth' - A Short Moral Story for Kids

                                                          

                     Health is Wealth

Once upon a time, there was a king, who was very lazy. He did not like to do anything. He waited for his attendants to serve him every moment. He used to lie on his bed always. A time came when he really became inactive.

Only eating good food and it's sleeping made him fatty. So fat he became that he could not move around by himself. He felt sick, doctors were called in to treat him. Nothing could help him to become fit and fine. The king was a kind hearted and cordial person. All his subjects were sorry to learn about the fact that their king was not well.

One day the minister met a holy man (Sadhu) on the outskirts of the city. While conversing with each other, the “Sadhu”  came to know the fact that the king was unwell. He told the minister that he could cure the king. Hearing this the minister’s face brightened. He arranged immediately for a meeting of the “Sadhu” and the king.

The “Sadhu” saw the depressed king for a while and then spoke nothing serious had happened and that the king would be alright. From the next day the treatment would start. He asked the king to come to his hut which was at a distance from the palace.

The king had to come on foot to the hut. The king agreed, after so many years the king came outside to walk on the road. His ministers and attendants accompanied him. By the time he reached the Sadhu’s hut, he was breathless, sweating and uncomfortable.

The “Sadhu” came out of the hot noticing everything. He offered cool water to the king. The king felt better. The Sadhu brought out an iron ball, the size of a football and gave it to the attendants asking his majesty that daily morning and evening he had to roll that ball  in the palace grounds.

The king okayed to the “Sadhu” and left. After fifteen days when the “Sadhu” came to the palace to meet the king, he had lost a considerable amount of weight, was feeling much better and was active. All his sickness had disappeared. Inspite a lot of wealth, the king was not happy as he was unhealthy.

 moral:'Health is Wealth'.

 

                                                      

                The Wolf and the Lamb

Once a wolf went to a stream to quench his thirst with water. While he was drinking water, he saw a lamb that was also drinking water over there.
At the sight of lamb, his mouth began to water. He turned to the lamb and  said, "How dare you make the water muddy? Can't you see that I am drinking water from the same stream?"
The lamb got so much frightened that it could not speak for a while. Then it replied, "Sir, I beg your pardon. The water is running down from you to me. How can I make it muddy?"
The wolf said, "But you bleated me and called me names last year" The lamb replied, "Sir, I was not even born then. How could I abuse you last year?"
The wolf, who was determined to eat the poor  lamb, said to it, "Then it must have been your father or mother or brother. You must suffer for your race." Saying so, the wolf caught him, tore him to pieces and ate him up.
Moral:
Any excuse is good enough to serve an evil-doer.

 

 

                               

             The Silver Key – Short Story 

It was a stormy night. A traveller reached an inn. As the hour was very late, he found the door locked from within. He knocked at the door.The gate-keeper responded to the knock, saying, "I have lost the key and the door cannot be opened unless you have a silver key with you."
The traveller understood what he meant by the silver key. He im­mediately slipped a silver coin through the hole, and the door opened.As soon as he got in, he said to the gate keeper, "I have left my box outside, please bring it." As the gate-keeper went out to bring the box, the traveller closed the door behind him.
The keeper asked him to open the door so that he may come in. Now the traveller replied from within, "I have lost the key and a silver key is needed to open the door." Soon the coin was pushed again through the hole and the dishonest man was let in.
Moral:
Dishonesty meets dishonesty.

Are we the Children of One God?

This story tells us how two villages found a solution to their disagreement.
Bina and Adil came from neighboring villages. They went to the same school which lay on a patch of land between the two villages. The school was an unpretentious, single-storied, brick building. It boasted of no great furniture. There was a small wooden table with a chair for the teacher. The children sat on mats on the floor and used low wooden stools to write on. It was simply called 'Paathshaala'.
Things went smoothly, until the Headman of Adil's village, who was a rich merchant, decided to renovate the school. He was prepared to spend money lavishly, provided the school was named after him. The Headman of Bina's village objected to this. 'The school," he said, 'belongs as much to us as to them. We shall not allow them to have sole control over it.'
The vil­lagers agreed. A fight started brewing over this petty issue. It got worse and worse until the adults and even the children from Adil's village refused to have anything to do with people from Bina's village. The villagers prevent­ed the children from talking to each other.
Bina and Adil were terribly upset. Mr. Pillai, their history teacher, noticed their dilemma and called them to his room one day. On entering his room, Bina burst into tears. "Why are people behaving like this? Are they sick?'
"Yes," answered Mr. Pillai. 'They are. But there is a medicine to cure them of their sickness. And you children can help me in curing them.'The two children were prepared to do anything to bring back peace and harmony to their villages.Next day, at the assembly, Mr. Pillai addressed the students. He said, "You are all children of one God. You are the flowers in his garden. His gar­den will look ugly if you turn your face away from each other. Next month, on Children's Day, let us stage a play—Unity in Diversity'.
Many children gave their names to Mr. Pillai. In fact, everyone wanted to participate in the play. Mr. Pillai saw to it that every child had a part to play—if not directly in the play, they were involved in making costumes or setting up the stage.
The play was based on the Freedom Struggle where men, women and chil­dren, irrespective of their religion or caste, joined hands to drive away the British from their motherland. The children got so involved in the play that they forgot all their differences and worked very hard to make the play a grand success. All the parents from both villages were invited to witness the play.
The play was staged in the central courtyard of the school. Benches were joined gather to make a temporary stage. The school was decorated with coloured paper and wild flowers. The villagers thronged the school but made a conscious effort to sit with people from their own village.
The play began. Many village elders shed copious tears as scenes from the past flashed before their eyes. They were reminded of the communal -lots and the death of innocent women and children. At the end of the play, the Headmaster of the school thanked the children and addressed the villagers. He said that the children had taught all of them a lesson. They should resolve their differences. After all, what's in a name? The village elders too agreed and decided to live peacefully ever after.

The Slave and The Lion Story

Once there was a slave in a Rome. His master was very cruel. He ran away to a forest. He went into a cave to live in and slept there. Suddenly he woke up to hear the roar of a lion. He saw that a lion was there. He was limping. He saw a thorn in lion's paw. He pulled it out. The lion felt relief. Both became friends.
One day the slave was caught by his master's men. He ordered him to be thrown before a hungry lion. When the slave was brought before the lion, the lion did not kill him. It was the same lion. The lion licked the feet. All were surprised at a sight. The slave was set free. The lion was given to him life's reward.

Moral : Do good, have good

The Hidden Treasure

                                    The Hidden Treasure

A farmer had four sons. They were all lazy. He wanted to see them hard working young men. He was worried about their future. One day he fell ill. He was on his death bed. He called his sons . He told them that there was a hidden treasure in his fields. He passed away the same day.
The sons went to the fields. They dug every inch of the field. They did not find the hidden treasure. After a few days it rained heavily. Someone advised them to sow seeds in the field. They got a good crop. They became rich. Now they understood the value of hard work. They got the hidden treasure from the fieldsin the form of good crop.
Moral : No pains no gains

Two friends and The Bear

                            Two friends and The Bear 

 

Ram and Shyam were friends. They lived in a village. Once they made a plan to go to other city. They passed through a forest. Wild animals lived in that forest. On the way they saw a bear. Shyam was selfish. He climbed up a tree. Ram could not climb up the tree. He lay down on the ground. He held his breath. The bear smelt him and took him for a dead. He went away. Shyam  came down and asked Ram, "What was the bear saying in your ears ?" Ram replied, "He advised me to beware of friends who run away in danger."

Moral : A friend in Need is a friend indeed.