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A  Moral Story  : Clever Thief Let us enjoy reading this story of  Clever Thief .  Devan was a clever thief. He robbed the rich and gave all to the sick and the needy. The other thieves were jealous of him. They planned to get rid of him. They challenged to steal the King’s Pyjamas.  Deven accepted the challenge. After that he prepared to execute the new challenge. He charted out a plan to steal the King. He prepared himself mentally to carry out a plan.  He went to the King’s Palace. He found the King sleeping. He opened a bottle of red ants on the bed. The King was badly bitten. He cried for help. The servants rushed in. They pretended to look for ants. Deven removed the King’s Pyjamas and escaped. Other thieves were dump founded.  They accepted Deven their leader.  Moral : Be clever.

A  Moral Story  : Clever Thief Let us enjoy reading this story of  Clever Thief .  Devan was a clever thief. He robbed the rich and gave all to the sick and the needy. The other thieves were jealous of him. They planned to get rid of him. They challenged to steal the King’s Pyjamas.  Deven accepted the challenge. After that he prepared to execute the new challenge. He charted out a plan to steal the King. He prepared himself mentally to carry out a plan.  He went to the King’s Palace. He found the King sleeping. He opened a bottle of red ants on the bed. The King was badly bitten. He cried for help. The servants rushed in. They pretended to look for ants. Deven removed the King’s Pyjamas and escaped. Other thieves were dump founded.  They accepted Deven their leader.  Moral : Be clever.

Beg Your Pardon Mrs Hardin   One afternoon, a little boy had lost his kitten. He looked under his bed. He looked all over his house. But still there was no puppy. Finally, he looked for his puppy in the garden. After a few hours, he still could not find the puppy.  The little boy was tired and was about to give up. Then he saw his neighbour, Mrs Hardin.  “I beg your pardon, Mrs Hardin. Is my puppy in your garden?" asked the little boy.  “Oh yes, she is. She is chewing on a mutton bone," replied Mrs Hardin.  The little boy climbed the fence and saw his puppy chewing on a mutton bone. He was so happy that his puppy was not lost but had only gone to his good neighbor’s house to eat.  Moral of the story :  Do not give up searching for something you have lost too soon. 

Baa Baa Black Sheep  There lived a black sheep in a nearby village. Every spring, he shaved his black wool and sold it to the villagers. The villagers made sweaters and socks from his black wool.  One day, the black sheep noticed that he had some more wool left. He thought, ‘It would be such a waste if nobody wants to buy the wool.’  That afternoon, an old man came over to his wooden shed to see him. He wanted one bag full of the black sheep’s wool. Then an old woman came over. She also wanted a bag full of wool. A short while later, a little boy arrived. He also wanted one bag full of wool.  Therefore, the black sheep prepared three bags full of wool for them. He was happy that all of his wool was sold off. 

Wise Old Owl A Wise Old Owl : A Wise Old Owl   There was an old owl that lived in an oak. Everyday he saw incidents happening around him. Yesterday he saw a boy helping an old man to carry a heavy basket. Today he saw a girl shouting at her mother. The more he saw the less he spoke.  As he spoke less, he heard more. He heard people talking and telling stories. He heard a woman saying that an elephant jumped over a fence. He also heard a man saying that he had never made a mistake.  The old owl had seen and heard about what happened to people. Some became better and some became worse. But the old owl had become wiser each and every day.  Moral of the story :  You should be observant, talk less but listen more. This will make you a wise person. 

A  Moral Story  : A Wise Counting Let us enjoy reading this story of  A Wise Counting .  Emperor Akbar was in the habit of putting riddles and puzzles to his courtiers. He often asked questions which were strange and witty. It took much wisdom to answer these questions.  Once he asked a very strange question. The courtiers were dumb folded by his question.  Akbar glanced at his courtiers. As he looked, one by one the heads began to hang low in search of an answer. It was at this moment that Birbal entered the courtyard. Birbal who knew the nature of the emperor quickly grasped the situation and asked, "May I know the question so that I can try for an answer".  Akbar said, "How many crows are there in this city?"  Without even a moment's thought, Birbal replied "There are fifty thousand five hundred and eighty nine crows, my lord".  "How can you be so sure?" asked Akbar.  Birbal said, "Make you men count, My lord. ...