Stories in English

Amit and Nikhil were fast friends. Both were 11 years old and studied in class 6. Both the friends were helpful and caring. They always took care not to hurt each other’s feelings. Amit and Nikhil were popular for their friendship in the entire school. But there were few boys who were jealous of their friendship. Motu was one of …

Out in the woods stood a nice little Fir-tree. The place he had was a very good one; the sun shone on him; as to fresh air, there was enough of that, and round him grew many large-sized comrades, pines as well as firs. But the little Fir wanted so very much to be a grown-up tree. He did not …

Now, this morning it is a bit cold in this part of the world. Mr Frosty has been to visit, and the vegetable patch is white and glistening. There is ice on the pond. Brrrr, said Colin the Carp. It is too cold in this stupid pond. You know what today is, don’t you? said Bertie. Nope, said Tim the …

Piccola lived in Italy, where the oranges grow, and where all the year the sun shines warm and bright. I suppose you think Piccola a very strange name for a little girl; but in her country it was not strange at all, and her mother thought it the sweetest name a little girl ever had. Piccola had no kind father, …

Rishab pushed open the door of his house and ran in. His bag flew from his back on to a nail on the wall. “First time!” he shouted gleefully. He had been practicing for months, and now the bag had flown to its right place almost on its own, as if it had a pair of wings. “Is that you, …

Ms. Bradford entered the classroom clenching onto a large black bag. As she walked in, she looked at the many curious eyes. She smiled and said, “Good morning class, I have a special Thanksgiving surprise for you.” Daniel, Chan and Tessie knew it had something to do with the up coming Thanksgiving celebration. This school was built only thirty years …

It was thanksgiving day and the whole family had gotten together. This was a very special thanksgiving because there were a few new family members. Mom had made her famous pumpkin pie the night before and sat it on the table to cool. The next day when we got up the pie was gone, not just the pie the plate …

“But I don’t like roast goose,” said Guy, pouting. “I’d rather have turkey. Turkey is best for Thanksgiving, anyway. Goose is for Christmas.” Guy’s mother did not answer. He watched her while she carefully wrote G. T. W. on the corner of a pretty new red-bordered handkerchief. Five others, all alike, and all marked alike, lay beside it. The initials …

“Meow, meow.” The weak cry came from a drain at the side of the street just as Yusuf was passing by. He stopped and listened. The cry came again: “Meow, meow.” Yusuf looked into the drain. A kitten, thin, gray with dirt, and very wet, looked up beseechingly at him. Yusuf reached down into the deep drain, picked the kitten …

A bus was wheeling away towards its destination. It was 11 o’clock at night. Modern Public School has arranged a school tour to Nainital for class 8 students. Four teachers were also accompanying them. Children were very happy. Nobody was feeling sleepy even at midnight. They were enjoying themselves joking and singing songs. Suddenly, the bus started shaking badly. The …