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This is the story of Tom and Jerry

Never two to be seen to merry, Living in a house full of worry Never pausing a bit to be sorry . They grew up to become enemies

Fighting each other striking up nemesis They kept on pushing away life''s realities Ignoring what holds them together to be destinies

Life is all about mutuality But Tom and Jerry lived in individuality. Looking at each other saw hatred in their eyes. Converting the bond o

love into stone of ice. What could make them stop fighting forever? What could make them believe love is not over? The miseries of life

on them might be busy. But success in life is never won easy. One day in a state of reflection. Brought them to a state of realization.

That life could be full of expectations. Getting them involves working in anticipations.

Tom and Jerry saw the need for encouragement. Life''s aspirations to be kept under management. Knowing that life could be a puzzle.

Only the resistant can win the struggle. Tom and Jerry struck a cord. The love between them became the bond. Before now things hadbeen wrong. But now the future looks strong. In maturity, they have come up. The question is how they closed up. "Life aren''t about

disability but capability" They said "It aren''t about rigidity but flexibility" They maintained. Between them started off a friendship. People

wondered at the relationship. The ugly friction of a long time ago. Has been given the marching order to go. Once it was times spent

abusing and hating Now it''s time for feeling and loving. This two has become jolly and merry. This is the true story of Tom and Jerry

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FERMIN AND THE PAMPLONA BULLSJune 20, 2012

There was once a man calledFermn who loved running with the bulls in the Spanish

town ofPamplona. Fermn was from a small village in Spain, and every year in

early July he would pack his bags and set off for Pamplonato join lots of other people at

the festival. It was a very popular event called the Sanfermines a bit like his name. But

the first year he went, he didnt realise just howbigthebulls were and just how fast theyran.

Fermn dressed all in white with a red neckerchief around his neck and prepared himself

to run with the bulls. There were hundreds of people there, singing a traditional song

to Saint Fermnto protect them in the chase and after a few minutes, they released the

bulls from the pens.

Fermnwas very afraid when he saw the bulls running towards him, for he had never

seen such big bulls before. He froze in sheer fright from the chaos of all the people

running and all the bulls hurtling along behind them.

Unfortunately, Fermn had frozen in the middle of the most dangerous street in the

chase, Estafeta Street. Just when the bulls were about to reach him,a man came racingup to him, grabbed his arm and pulled him over the barrier.
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THE MOLE WITH GLASSESJune 18, 2012

Once upon a time there was a mole called Molly, who lived in a field in the middle of

nowhere. Lots of other moles in her family lived there, too.

The moles usually spent their time digging holes in the earth and hideouts hidden under

the ground. Although moles have an excellent sense of smell, theirsight is very bad and

they can barely see beyond their noses.

Molly was a very special mole, for she had decided to wear glasses to see better and

therefore be able to dig tunnels more quickly. All the moles in the field laughed at her for

this, and she felt very depressed.

But one day the Mole Olympics were held in the field, and Molly put herself forward for the

event of most extraordinary digger. This consisted of digging a tunnel more than two

kilometres long, leaving from one point in the field and arriving precisely at that same point

through the tunnel.
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THE TURTLE AND THE MOPEDJune 16, 2012

Somewhere in a large coastal city, there was an enormous beach where theturtles went to

raise their newborn young. That was where Juliet was born, and she is the main turtle in

our story.

When Juliet was a baby turtle, she was protected all day long by her mother so that nothing

would happen to her. But as she grew older, she began to realise that she was a born

explorer and she enjoyed going off on her own to explore new beaches.

When Juliet was old enough, she decided that to explore the world she would have to get

a vehicle in which to travel, for turtles were very, very, very slow.

So she asked her mother to buy her a moped so that she could go off and discover new

lands further away. But Juliets mother said: Certainly not! Im not going to buy you a

moped because theyre very dangerous for turtles they are not made for us.
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GLUG AND THE WATER CYCLEJune 14, 2012

Once upon a time, there was a little drop of water called Glug who lived in a river. Even

though she didnt know it, she had avery important mission on Earth, and that was

in the cycle of water.

Glug was a very young water drop so she didnt know why her mother would often leave the

river and return a few days later. So one morning when the sun was shining brightly, Glug

asked: Mum, why do you leave the river sometimes? Her mother answered: Well,

because we water drops have a very important job to do: we must ensure that the cycle of

water continues.

Glug was very surprised, for she had never imagined that her mother was so important to

Earth. However, Glug wasnt very sure exactly what this mission actually was, so she asked:

So whats the important mission, Mum?

Its not just my mission, but yours too, and all the water drops on Earth.

Glug was open-mouthed, for she too was part of this important mission for the planet.
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THE LION AND THE WINDJune 4, 2012

There was once a very special lion called Simba who lived on the African savannah. Simba

would play in the plains, running and jumping with his friends the leopards and other lions in

the area. Simba had a very special gift, for every time he roared he created such a strong

wing it seemed like a hurricane.

On the savannah where Simba lived there were lots of kinds of animals: giraffes, elephants,

hyenas, etc. and even though it wasnt a particularly green place, there were lots of species

of tree and plants.

One day, as Simba was playing with his friends, they saw enormous machines

destroying part of the plain by digging into the earth. The humans are building oi

wells said one of thewisest lions.

Day by day, the men built more and more oil wells, destroying the local naturein the

process.

Simba had fewer and fewer friends with whom to play, and fewer plains in which to run

about, and he knew that it was the men that were causing it all.

So he decided to ask the wisest lion in the area for a solution. The wise old lion said: The

only solution is for the men to stop using petrol, and use renewable energies such as

wind instead
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THE LITTLE TANNED CRABJune 1, 2012

Once upon a time there was a crab that lived on a beach in southern Spain. The other

crabs called him Croqui, because he loved to cover himself in the sand, a bit like a

croquette.

Croqui loved sunlight and when summer came he went mad about getting the best place

on the beach to sunbathe. He was always very tanned, but he never listened to the

older crabs advice.

The adult crabs always told him to put on sun cream to stop himself from getting sunburnt

on his shell, but he would say that it wouldnt do him any harm.

One splendid hot summers day, Croqui was sunbathing when suddenly he began tosmel

burning. What could that be? he thought. Then he realised thatsmoke was coming

from one of his claws, and that it was scorched. So he raced into the sea to cool off.
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THE MONKEY AND THE ROCKSMarch 1, 2012

There was once a monkey called Monty who lived on an island that was largely inhabited by

other monkeys. The most important scientists on the planet had figured out that climate

change would affect this island very badly, almost sinking it completely.

So each of the monkeys decided to build ahouse on the highest part of the island to

protect themselves from the floods on the day the disaster would come. Monty had designed

his house to withstand a very big flood, and this required very big rocks.

All the monkeys built their houses in just one day, and then spent the rest of their

time playing cards and enjoying their new homes. They all laughed at Monty, because

while they had already built their houses, Monty had only drawn some plans. But Monty was

convinced that his house could survive any floodand although it might take a long time

to build, it was worth the wait.

So Monty moved only one big stone a day, which meant that his house took shape very

slowly and the other monkeys continued to laugh at him. But Monty didnt care, and went on

building his house stone by stone.

After a few months, when the other monkeys had got tired of playing cards, Monty

finished his house and very proudly threw a big party to which heinvited all the

monkeys on the island.
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THE WOLF AND THE LADDERFebruary 22, 2012

Once upon a time, there was a wolfcalled Howler who lived in a valley where lots of fruit

trees grew. Howler would often try to climb up the trees to eat the fruit they produced

But the most appetising fruit was on the very tall trees that Howler couldnt reach.

In the valley, an elderly man named Martin also had a few fruit trees that he looked after

very carefully. But as he was getting older, he began to notice that he lacked the strength to

pick the fruit, for it was very tiring work.

Martin had some of the biggest and most delicious fruit trees in the valley, which was

why Howler had his eye on them. So one day he decided to try and reach their fruit and

started jumping up and down the trunk.

Martin, who was looking out of the window, realised that the wolf was trying to stea

fruit from his beautiful trees, but however much Howler jumped and howled, he couldnt

reach even the lowest branches of such a big tree.

Seeing this, Martin had a great idea: he offered Howler a ladder to climb up, but in

return the wolf would have to give him half of whatever hepicked. Only then would

Martin continue lending him the ladder.

Howler accepted the deal and set to work collecting the fruit, and for one whole morning he

went up and down the ladder filling his basket with the fruit they would then share between

them.
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THE SQUIRREL AND THE FOREST FIREFebruary 17, 2012

There was once a young squirrel called Nutty, who lived in a wooden house high up in a

tree in the middle of a forest. The forest where Nutty the squirrel lived was a beautifu

place; it was full of plants, trees and bushes of all sizes. All of this beautiful vegetation waspossible thanks to the river that burbled through the area and filled the place with

life. For as Nutty the squirrel well knew,water is life.

One day, when Nutty was resting in his tree house, he heard some shoutscoming from

inside the forest. So he scrambled out to have a look around

Nutty leapt from tree to tree to reach the place the shouts were coming from as quick as he

could. When he arrived, he found a group of people lighting a fire on the ground for a

barbecue.

The poor squirrel was very frightened, for he knew that today the first day of summer

people werent allowed to light fires in the forestbecause of the danger of starting a

huge blaze.
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THE LITTLE VILLAGE SHEEPFebruary 9, 2012

Many years ago when I was a little girl, there were lots ofshepherds with their flocks of

sheep. It was very strange not to find one in each village, for being a shepherd was a very

normal job in those times. These days, very few children have seen a flock of sheep, except

in stories and photos.

The little sheep in my village lived in an enclosure where they had a basin of water on

one side for when they were thirsty, and straw on the other side for when they were hungry.

Inside the enclosure was a shed that the sheep usedas a shelter on days when it was

rainy and cold.

The shepherd looked after them very well. It was he who gave them the straw to eat and

water to drink. Healso milked them and went out into the fieldswith them all.

What I remember most about this time was the noise of the little sheep coming back from

grazing in the fields, for Nino the shepherd would put a bell on them and you would hear a

tinkling ding ding ding sound as they trotted by, and all the children would run behind

them laughing and jumping around.

The flock of sheep always passed in front of my house, and I have to admit that I was a

little scared when I saw the shepherd go with them, for Nino also had a couple ofgoats and

they frightened me a great deal for these goats had horns
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