Easy Way (A Blog For Children)

A Big Fruit Tree (Poem)

   Whenever I see,
a big fruit tree,
With fresh green leaves,
playing with breeze,

With it's head high,
under the sky,
It's branches bent over..
with fruits all over,
Gift of nature,
with such kind gesture,

I feel amazed...
and so overwhelmed,
By incomparable beauty,
of a big fruit tree!
   -Aunt Mary

SEE THESE IMAGES WITH PATIENCE AND HAVE FUN! :)

-With Love Aunt Mary

INTERESTING FACTS!

China has more English speakers than united states :)

A snail can sleep for three years :)

A cockroach can live for many weeks even it's
head cut off :)

Venus is the only planet that rotates clockwise :)

Camels have three eyelids to protect themselves
from blowing sand :)

A lion's roar can be heard from 5 miles away :)

A human body has 650 muscles :)

A crocodile can live for 100 years :)

Bread was used to erase the pencil marks
before the eraser was invented :)

Karate actually originated in India and later
developed in China :)

-With Love Aunt Mary

I LOVE YOU SON!

My dear children, did you wish your father a 'Happy Father's Day'? If not, say it now because there is no one like your father he is one of the most important people in your life.
Today I am going to tell you the story, by reading which you will realize that how much a father can love his child. This is a true story about Babur, a Mughal emperor of India.

Once the eldest son of Babur whose name was Humayun fell seriously ill. Babur loved his son very much. He could not see his beloved son in this condition. All the doctors ( hakims) told the emperor that no medicine or treatment could save Humayun .

Babur was shattered. The heart broken emperor prayed to God, "Oh almighty God! Please take my life and give my life to my son". He prayed and prayed and prayed. By this prayer he transferred his son's illness to himself in order to save him. After this Humayun recovered from the illness and Babur fell sick. Two months passed and Babur died. The emperor sacrificed his life to save his son. Humayun never forgot the sacrifice made by his father for him.

This story is included in the syllabus of almost every school in India. I hope you will like this tragic but lovely story which shows a father's true and unconditional love for his child.
-Aunt Mary

Now Cheer up kids! Enjoy these lovely pictures of Father's Day....

''A very happy father's day''

THE LUCKY RING (Rhyme)

There was a king
who had a ring,
That's my lucky one,
he told everyone.
One day the king,
lost that ring,

king's men there,
searched everywhere.
  One of them found,
ring on the ground,   King was happy,

danced like hippy.

Oh!so sad...
something happened bad,
while he was dancing,
the madly happy king,
fell from height,
  immediately died.
People were wondering,
questioning and asking,
  "Was that ring..
lucky for the king?"
-Aunt Mary

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'' Lovely Fairies''

Isn't this little wood fairy cute?

Lovely love fairy!

Little kind looking fairy

Pretty fairy in dream world!

What about this fairy? This fairy is looking stylish but a little naughty!

Grandma fairy with dove spirit.

Beautiful fairy lost in thoughts.

Fairy godmother is in action! ;)

This fairy lives on trees.

Beautiful fairy enjoying the swing.

Isn't this cute fairy adorable?

This tooth fairy is flying.

This tooth fairy is carrying tooth.

Love- Aunt Mary

THE LARGEST TREE IN THE WORLD!

My dear children, you all have seen so many trees and plants.Some of them are small and some are very big , but do you know which is the largest tree in the world ? The largest tree in the world is called 'GENERAL SHERMAN'. This tree is found in SEQUOIA NATIONAL PARK in California. The tree is 52000 cubic feet (1,487 cubic meters ) in volume .
This tree was named after the American civil war general William Tecumeseh Sherman.
General Sherman is 2000 years old tree.
- Aunt Mary

The Foolish Copy Cat (Moral Story)

Once upon a time, there was a man who lost all his money due to loss in his business. He was very depressed and decided to end his life. ''This is the last night of my life, tomorrow I will commit suicide'' he said to himself and went to sleep.
While he was asleep, he saw a dream that a monk came to him and said,"Don't end up your life. It is a sin. Tomorrow I'll visit your home, and you must hit on my head with a wooden stick, after that I'll change into gold and you will be rich again".

Next day in the morning, someone knocked at the door. The man opened the door thinking that the monk has come but it wasn't the monk, it was his neighbor. He let him come inside. "Knock..knock!" , somebody was again at the door. The man opened the door, oh! he couldn't believe his eyes.

It was the monk from his dream! The man hit on the monk's head with the stick and the miracle happened! The monk turned into gold. The man was extremely happy. His dream had come true. His neighbor saw it and was amazed! He tried to get the details of the whole incident from the man but he didn't tell him and instead replied, "You saw everything happen. It's a miracle".

The neighbor went to his home and said to himself, "Tomorrow I will invite many monks to my house and will hit them on their head and they will turn into gold. In this way I will become the richest person of the village". Next day he did the same. The monks were injured. They caught the man and informed the king about the incident.
King's soldiers came and took the man to the king. ''Why did you hit the monks ?''The king asked.
The man told the king,"I went to my neighbor's home and saw him hitting the monk who turned into gold. I just copied him. It is all his mistake".The king called the other man man and asked him to explain the whole matter. He told the king about his dream and the miracle. " You can go, it's not your fault". King allowed him to go.
Now the king said to the man who had injured the monks, " You are a foolish and greedy person. You just copied your neighbor without thinking and hurt the monks". He put the man behind the bars.
Moral Of the Story

'Don't be a copycat'

Panchtantra story retold by-Aunt Mary