The River Sprites

Short Stories for Children - The River Sprites

Far away from here, there is a small, pretty village. Several small houses with colorful roofs stand there, a few trees grow there, and many flowers too. A small river runs past this village. It looks like any other river, but very few know that this river is a home to the river sprites. Their tiny houses are hiding all along the river. They are these small chambers and tunnels dug under the banks.

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Surprise At The Kite Parade

A Fairy Tale for Children  -  Surprise At The Kite Parade

When autumn comes, it’s often windy outside. The wind is trying to help trees shed as many leaves as possible. And so it blows and blows, in all directions. This wind is the best kind for flying kites. That’s why children in one small town decided to organize a kite parade. All the children were supposed to come to a big meadow after school and fly their kites there. But they had no idea who would join them in the meadow.

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Lucky Chestnuts

Fairy Tales for Children  -  Lucky Chestnuts

During September, October, and November, autumn is in full swing. Leaves change color and fall, the wind lifts our hats, and it rains more often. A lot of chestnuts also appear on the ground. Many children pick them up and take them home. That’s because these chestnuts are the best for making various figurines and animals. But have you ever heard of the lucky chestnuts?

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Marco’s Lesson: It’s Not All About Me

Tales for Reading - Marcos Lesson Its Not All About Me

Once upon a time, in the heart of Chicago, there was a neighborhood called Little Italy. It was home to many Italian-Americans who were proud of their heritage and loved sharing it with others. Among the residents of Little Italy was a little boy named Marco. Marco was seven years old and went to kindergarten at St. Joseph’s School. He loved going to school and learning new things every day.

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How Johnny Met A Bandit

Goodnight story - How Johnny Met A Bandit

In a black forest, deep inside by the rocky cliffs, there lived a bandit. He had a long braided beard and a torn hat on his head. His bushy black hair stuck out from beneath it. He lived next to the tallest cliffs, inside a concealed cave. He wasn’t mean; he simply didn’t know anything other than robbing people.

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