Friday, 29 July 2016

The Scared Little Mouse


One day, there was a mouse that was very afraid overseas education consultants in himayat nagar. A big cat was chasing him. The mouse was running as fast as he could to save his life. The mouse saw a big grandfather clock. It climbed up the clock. It reached the top and sat down to rest.




Not long after that, the clock struck one, ‘Dong!’ The mouse had such a shock that he ran down the clock.








Moral of the story :

You should be courageous when facing certain issues. Otherwise even a small creature will threaten you and take you for granted. You should have more courage and boldness to face the dangers of life. That alone will keep you away from the enemies and the dangers.

The Right Person


Once there was a wise King. He had two sons abroad education consultants in hyderabad. He appointed eminent scholars to teach them all arts. After a few years of teachings, the King fell ill badly. So, he wanted to select his next King for his Kingdom. He wanted to test his sons’ abilities.


He called both of them and gave a room to each of them. He said, “You must fill this room completely with anything you wish. It can be anything! But there should be no space left behind and you should not seek the advice from anyone!"


The next day the king visited the elder’s son room. The room was completely filled with hay. The king sighed on the foolishness of the elder son.


The he went to the younger son’s room. But it was kept closed. The King knocked at the door of the room. The second sonasked his father to get in and closed the door again. There were darkness everywhere and The King shouted at his second son angrily.


But the second son lighted a candle and said, I have filled this room with light!"


Now the King felt very happy and hugged his son proudly. He understood that the younger son would be the right person to rule The Kingdom after The King.

The Red Hen and Her Friends

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Once, there lived a hen with her five chicks. The hen was as red as beetroot. She had three friends : a duck, a cat and a dog. They all lived happily.


One day, the red hen stumbled on to a wheat seed. “Hey, who among you wish to plant this seed?" she asked.


“Not me, friend" refused the duck.


“Nor can I." declined the cat.


“Count me not." the dog turned his back.


“All right. I will do it then by myself," said the hen. She planted the see and watered it. Alas! It grew quickly to yield the brownish wheat. “Hi! There, who among you wish to harvest the wheat?" asked the red hen.


“Not me, friend," the duck sounded bored.


“Nor can I." shrugged the cat.


“Count me not!" avoided the dog.


“If so, I will do it by myself," the red hen spoke up as she laboured all day along. By evening she had two gunny bags full of wheat.


“Hello pal! Who among you will lend me a hand to grind this wheat? She queried. All the three refused as usual.


"I will see that I grind this by myself. I will make flour, knead dough and bake bread!" she announced. The next day she baked delicious bread.


“Howdy, who among you wish to eat this bread?" she asked merrily.


“I want to!" answered the duck, smacking her lips.


“Me too!" said the cat with his mouth watering.


“Yummy, smells good," spoke up the dog, shuffling his feet eagerly.


“None of you can have a bite! I slaved in the field and at home. Only my children and I are entitled to eat this bread!" So saying the red hen fed her chicks and ate a sumptuous meal that day.


MORAL : There are no gains without pains.

The Proud Donkey

Let us enjoy reading this story of The Proud Donkey abroad education consultants.

There was a sculptor who carved beautiful idols of gods and goddesses. One day he had to take an idol of a goddess to a rich man. He mounted the idol on a donkey and started.



As they walked along people started to admire the idol. Some stopped to admire and some bowed in respect for the goddess. The foolish donkey thought that people were admiring him.


The donkey stopped half way through. He began to bray loudly. The sculptor tried gentle words and actions to pacify him. But he did not move. At last the sculptor took a hard stick and thrashed the donkey. He came back to his senses and walked on humbly.

MORAL : A nod for the wise and a rod for the fool.