Stories For Thing

Munia plays in the garden

It was a bright and sunny Sunday morning, and little Munia was the only one in the entire house who was awake. She poked her head out from her warm woolly blanket and stared at the ceiling. She twisted her head and knew that this was the best time to play. She jumped out of her bed and hopped and skipped her way into the garden.

“Hello Garden!”
“Bright morning Sun!”
“Merriness to you, fast-growing green grass!
“Happy good morning, cobbled stones!”
“Merry nid-noddy morning, dancing daisies!”
“Hello! My petulant petunias.”
“Cheery-cheery day, big blue gate!”
Yes, Munia had a special greeting for everyone in the garden. A yellow butterfly came close to Munia’s cheek, fluttered her wings and flew away.
Munia shouted out, “Happy day! Happy day! Happy-happy day!!” Munia danced and pranced and shouted out happily at everyone.

“Yes, I’ve I wished them all!” Munia declared and flopped belly-up on the grass utterly pleased with herself.
“But you didn’t wish me.” Munia heard a tiny whisper.
Munia looked around startled. “Who is that?” she asked.
“Here, and don’t crush me.” The tiny voice replied.
“I can’t see you.” Munia peered into the grass.
“That’s because I’m sitting on your nose.” the little voice giggled.
“But I cannot see you.” Munia got quite cross-eyed from trying to stare at her nose.
“I want to see you. I want to play with you.” Munia crinkled her nose, attempting to see.
“If you can guess who I am, I’ll play with you.” The little voice giggled.
“Do you have wings?” Munia loved guessing games.
“Yes, my wings are very red and have dots on them.”
“Can you fly?” Munia asked
“Yes, I can.” The voice trilled.
“Are you a bird?” Munia asked.
“One half of my name is a bird. But I have no beak.” The voice replied.
“Are you an angel?” Munia asked softly.
“I don’t wear pretty dresses but I’m half a lady.” The voice replied.
“Are you a bug?” Munia was beginning to get close to the answer.
“Yes, you’ve to tell me my name.” The bug warbled excitedly.
“I know. I know.” Munia shouted in excitement. “You are a ladybird bug! You are a ladybug!”
“Yay! You got that right!” The ladybird shouted. She jumped off Munia’s nose and landed on her palm. And the two new friends danced and jumped and played all morning!

The next time you are in the garden just look out for the pretty red polka-dotted ladybugs and you too can play with them all day!

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Munia wants it to rain

Munia woke up from her afternoon siesta. Dada said that taking a power nap is the real secret for becoming big and strong. Muniz felt hot and grumpy. She wished it would rain. But before she could get out of bed, Munia heard voices from the dining room.

“The air is so thick.” Munia imagined a large thick piece of air just like her favorite slice of chocolate cake. Munia giggled. That must be Aunty Tina. She loved the way Aunty Tina tickled her belly.

“Yes, I think you can cut it with a knife. Munia heard Ninja Duckie’s voice and quickly pretended to be a prince. She jumped up and began flailing her arms. She pranced around all over the bed as if she was holding a large sword.

“I think I’m melting.” That’s Tiny Uncle. Munia flopped down on the ground. She sat very still. Yes, very, very still. She pretended to be an ice cube waiting to melt. But melting was a rather boring job.

“There’s enough moisture to swim in the room.” Munia pressed her tummy to the ground and began to swim across the floor. Yes, Munia had turned into an alligator and swam right out of the room.

Mamma’s friends were sitting around the dining table. Munia loved to have Mamma’s friends come over. They always had so much to talk. And they were all so grownup. They didn’t notice Munia till she began snapping at their ankles.

“It’s raining. It’s raining.” That was Tiger singing. He always loved to sing strange songs. Tiger said, “Hello! Fierce Alligator. You have to dance and bring down the clouds.” And before she could say anything Tiger scooped Munia up and began dancing a complex jig.

Tiger and Munia danced and sang and laughed so much that Munia forgot that she was an alligator. They pulled at Mamma and her friends till everyone in the room joined in the rain dance and it began to rain for real!

There was beautiful, glorious rain. Little drops and large drops! Straight drops and slanting drops! Silent smiling raindrops and noisy exclaiming pitter-pattering drops! Yes, it poured all night!

If you ever want it to rain remember one thing. All you have to do is jump up and dance the rain dance till you forget who you are untilit starts to rain just the way you like it.

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Munia meets Fluffy Cloud

 

One morning, Munia saw a cloud peeping into her room. “Hullo! Munia. I’m Fluffy Cloud. Can I play with you?”  “Oh! No! Not today! I have to eat my breakfast and rush to school.” Munia replied in a hurry and hopped across to the dining table.

When Munia reached the bus stop she saw Fluffy, the cloud again. Fluffy puffed his cheeks and blew a kiss. Munia smiled back.

Munia saw her bright yellow school bus and she waved, “Bye! Bye! Fluffy cloud. My school bus is here.” Munia’s best friend, Golu had saved a window seat for her. Munia saw Fluffy puffing his cheeks one more time as hetried to sail along Munia’s bus. All the children in the bus started to cheer and shout. “C’mon Fluffy! Fly faster. Come to our school.” Little Fluffy hurried to catch up with the bus.

The Yellow school bus stopped at the red light. “Phew!” Fluffy exhaled. He was a little out of breath. Munia and Golu waved at Fluffy through their window.

Once the traffic light turned green again, the yellow school bus moved to the end if the road & turned a corner. As the bus gathered speed, she could not see Fluffy anymore.  Munia wished she could play with Fluffy

The yellow bus reached Munia’s school. It had rained and there were puddles everywhere. Munia stepped out of the bus quietly. She wished Fluffy had sailed all the way to school.

Splash! Golu jumped out of the bus and fell into a puddle. “Ooh! Help me.” “Here Golu, take my hand.” Munia rushed to help.  Splash! Munia fell into the puddle too!

Heehee! Golu and Munia heard someone giggling. Munia looked around. It was Fluffy. He was hiding behind a tree. Golu and Munia shouted, “Help us! Help us.” Fluffy rushed to help them.

Golu and Munia giggled and pulled Fluffy right into the puddle too! The three little friends started stomping and rolling and having a grand messy time.

Suddenly, the school bell rang. Golu and Munia jumped up and ran into their classroom waving goodbye to Fluffy Cloud.

Fluffy continued to float in the puddle, as he didn’t have any school to go to. And even today if you stare hard into a puddle you just might find Fluffy floating in it.

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