Small and large birds hatched in the best mood to tell us what is happening in the bird kingdom. Both the raven and the duckling have a story to tell. Let their wings carry you away to a tale about birds who see the world and all that is beautiful in it from above.
“Twig by twig, stick by stick,” sang the stork as he flew across the sky. It was spring, and the stork kept flying to an abandoned chimney and then back to the nearby forest. He carried twigs one by one and placed them on top of the chimney. He was building a nest there, looking forward to the moment his beloved Mrs. Stork would move in with him and they would have little stork babies together.
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A group of eagles lived high up in the mountains above the black valley. Their nests were close together, and they did everything as one. They always flew over the black valley in a flock and never separated. They called themselves invincible.
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Far beyond the forest, in a quiet, hidden spot, stands a little painted wooden cottage. Its windows are dressed with beautiful curtains, a roof shines red, and colorful flowers bloom on the windowsills. An old lady called Agatha lives in this cottage. She is a woman with a kind smile and a touch of magic. She likes to wear a scarf on her head, round glasses, and a floral skirt.
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You don’t see many animals in the city. You’re more likely to see cars, motorbikes, scooters, lots of people and children playing. But occasionally, you can find a wild animal in the city. For example, you can sometimes see birds’ nests in the trees. They’ll find a tall tree with forked branches. They carefully place branch after branch and leaf after leaf until they have a comfortable and solid nest. One such tree, where the birds lived, stood right in front of Edith’s house.
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As we all know, swallows are migrating birds. This means, children, that when it starts to get cold outside, swallows spread their wings and fly to warmer countries to keep warm. But when we get warmer weather and warm sunshine again, they will happily return to us. And this story is about a little swallow going to warm countries with her family before winter.
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When it rains, there’s a lot of water everywhere. Lakes rise, rivers swell, and streams form on sidewalks. One time, the river in our village rose to such level that it nearly spilled out of its banks. The beavers and their friends the birds saved the day then. And they achieved it by helping each other. So what exactly happened?
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Eagle was a small sightseeing plane. He flew crisscross through the sky. He did somersaults, spun in all directions, and performed the best stunts. He was yellow like the sun, and he sported a beautifully painted eagle on each of his wings. That’s why everyone called him Eagle.
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There are birds who like winter. They always come flying when snow falls. It doesn’t make them feel cold at all. You’ve surely seen them before. They are the crows. One winter, they came to our village too.
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Once upon a time there was a little duckling. His name was Yellow and he lived by a small lake full of happy little fish. From the moment Yellow first saw the sun, he was always alone. He only vaguely remembered his little brothers and sisters. His friends were just small, playful fish who always helped him and taught him everything.
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Philip was a restless little boy. He was in the first grade and didn’t enjoy school at all. He didn’t want to learn. He didn’t enjoy the Czech language because he didn’t like to read. He didn’t like maths because he didn’t like to count. Art or work activities were a torture for him.
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