KING'S SOLOMON'S PARTY

Several years ago,there lived a wise honest aand brave king named Solomon. King Solomon tried to make his people happy. His super human ability to solve disputes was very famous. One day, 2 woman with a child came to his court. Both of them quarells the child is theirs. For ordinary people ot was difficult to understand the real mother because both of them argued in a way that the child are theirs. These all the make people believe like that. Both started crying and telling about their child and family.

King solomon thougth “What can I do know?”It seems that both are them are the childs mother.It was very difficult to find the real mother. He had an idea that one of the woman will be a great lier. How can I find the real mother?Yes there is an idea.

He suddenly called his soldiers and ordered to bring a sword to cut the child into two pieces. One woman become very happy. But the other said that “Your majesty. Please don't kill my child . Let the greedy woman take him. I want my child's life . The king smiled at her and realized that she is the real mother. Then he ordered his officers to punish the greedy woman.Then gave child to the real mother. Every praised the king's wisdom

MORAL : A mother who paintfully gave birth to a child can't harm him at any cost.

A story by,

Rahul Shankar

IX-A

DREAMS SHATTERING DREAMS

Once in a village near the Himalayas an mountain ranges there lived a woman who earbed her living by selling milk. She lived in a small hut. In her farm there was a cow and a calf. Everyday she got atleast a pale of milk from the cow. The ambitious milkmaid daily went to the market carrying a pale of milk on her head. She sold the milk and earned money.

One day after selling a pale of milk she was returning from the market. Milkmaid got very tired because of the glancing hot of the sun. She decided to rest under a tree. While resting she calculated her profit. There was 120 RS. The ambitious woman thought-”Oh! There are 100Rs I need to save money. If I save money for a month I will get 3600Rs. Then I can become rich. Then I will buy a huge bungalow. I will live like a queen.

She started to walk to her home. The greedy woman again bought another pale of milk from her house and started walking towards the market in the anxienty of getting more money. She continued her dreams. After sometimes the milk maid started dancing in happiness. She lost her balance and a pale of milk on her head fell down and broke. She lost that milk.She headed towards her home sadly.

MORAL: Unnecessary dreams will shatter one's dreams

Story by Rahul K Sankar

IX-A

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ഇരുളിനെ തേടി.......

"കാലങ്ങളായി ഞാന്‍ ഇരുളിനെ തേടുന്നു."

ഞാന്‍ പലരോടും ചോദിച്ചു.

"നിങ്ങള്‍ ഇരുളിനെ കണ്ടുവോ.”

അവര്‍ പറഞ്ഞു.

"ഞങ്ങളോടൊപ്പം ഉണ്ടായിരുന്നു, പക്ഷേ ഇവിടെയെത്തിയപ്പോള്‍ കാണുന്നില്ല.”

കാലങ്ങളോളം ഞാന്‍ ഇരുളിനെ കാത്തിരുന്നു.

ഒടുവില്‍ കാറ്റും കോളുമുള്ള ഒരു രാത്രി ഞാന്‍ ഇരുളിനെ കണ്ടുമുട്ടി.

ഇരുളെനോട് പറഞ്ഞു.

"കണ്ടില്ലേ ഭയാനകമാണെന്റെ മുഖം. എന്നാല്‍ നിനെക്കെന്നെ തോല്‍പ്പിക്കാനാകും

കാരണം നീ ഒരു വഴിവിളക്കാണ്.”

ഗ്രിഗറി സാം വില്‍സണ്‍

ഒന്‍പത് - എ

Doctor's Dishonesty

There was an old woman in  a small town. she was very rich. she was living alone,she was a widow Her only son was working in a foregin country.One day she felt pain in her eyes.The pain increased after two days.she became blind after a week.She requested her neighbour to bring the eye doctor.The neighbour went to the eye doctor and told him about the old women and her blindness.
The doctor came to her house and exclaimed the old woman. He said to her, "I will cure you to resore your eye sight .But my fee is 500 rupees. if you agree to pay the fee I will begin my treatment. "
She replied :"I agree.I will pay you 500 rupees. When my eyesight is restored. "
The doctor  began his treatment. He visited her every day and applied some medicine to her eyes.
The doctor was fond of costly furniture when he saw the furniture in the old womens drawing room he wish to possess them. he took away a few costly articles every day he delayed the old womens cure so that he could take away most of her costly furniture.
At last he cure her he demanded his fee.The old women found that her all furnitures are taken away by the doctor.She refused to pay the doctor and told him that her eyesight had not been restored.
The doctor filed a suit against the old women in the court of law.The court asked her why she refused to pay the doctor his fee. she said that she couldnot see all the furniture in the house.The judge found the doctor guilty and ordered him to return the furniture he had taken away from her house. the doctor returned the furniture to her house. thus the doctor was punished for his Dishonesty.

MORAL- One should never be Dishonest.It is wicked to cheat those who are helpless.The man who cheats will be punished.The Honesty is there for the best policy.

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                                                                                                             Gokul.A