Diddle Diddle Dumpling

There was a little boy called John. He was very playful. He played hard at the playground and was exhausted when he got home abroad education consultants in hyderabad. His father told him to get undressed and ready for a bath. The little boy nodded and went straight to his room.

His father was waiting for John at the bathroom but he never came. His father went to John’s room. He saw that John was already asleep in his bed fully clothed. And one shoe was off but one shoe was still on his right foot.

His father took off John’s shoe and his trousers. He dressed him in his pyjamas and left him to sleep.

Moral of the story :

Avoid playing too much until you are too tired to do anything else. If you play too much, you will be tired and you will get very little time for study which is more important than play.

Bye Baby Bunting

One fine morning, a hunter was getting ready to go hunting. Before departing, he went to see his little baby. His baby was awake in a baby crib study abroad consultancies in hyderabad. He looked at his baby’s blanket and thought the blanket might not be thick enough for the coming winter.

“Bye, my little baby. Daddy is going hunting. Daddy is going to fetch some rabbit skin to make you a new blanket," said the hunter to his baby.

He kissed his baby and went off hunting. After the hunting, he bought a blanket which saved his child from the sever winter that followed.

Moral of the story :

As the head of the family, you must be able to provide food and clothing for your family.

The Saint’s Wisdom

Kandagupta was a famous saint. He lived in the outskirts of Maninagar which was the capital of Manipur Kingdom education consultants in hyderabad. There were very few who did not know about the wisdom of Kandagupta. He was also known for his fortune telling.

Maniraj who was the king of Manipuri came to know of the feats of Kandagupta. He wanted to pay respect to this great saint. So, he invited Kandagupta to his palace.

When Kandagupta arrived, Maniraj welcomed him and offered him a seat. Then, the king asked the saint to tell something about his feature from his horoscope.

After a keen observation into the king’s horoscope, Kandagupta started telling the future boons to be blessed upon the king. The king was so happy. He kept on rewarding the saint with gold and silver for every boon told by Kandagupta.

Now, came the time to say the future misfortunes. The whole outlook of Maniraj started to change. At one point he shouted, “Stop! You filthy soul! How dare you say such nonsense! I order you to say me the time of your death".

Kandagupta replied in a small voice, "My lord! According to my calculations, my death will take place just an hour before thy death".

The king was stunned. He felt his error. He begged pardon from Kandagupta and sent him off with furthermore wealth.

MORAL : Wisdom is more able than power.

The Right Person

Once there was a wise King. He had two sons. He appointed eminent scholars to teach them all arts overseas education consultants in hyderabad. After a few years of teachings, the King fell ill badly. So, he wanted to select his next King for his Kingdom. He wanted to test his sons’ abilities.


He called both of them and gave a room to each of them. He said, “You must fill this room completely with anything you wish. It can be anything! But there should be no space left behind and you should not seek the advice from anyone!"

The next day the king visited the elder’s son room. The room was completely filled with hay. The king sighed on the foolishness of the elder son.

The he went to the younger son’s room. But it was kept closed. The King knocked at the door of the room. The second sonasked his father to get in and closed the door again. There were darkness everywhere and The King shouted at his second son angrily.


But the second son lighted a candle and said, I have filled this room with light!"


Now the King felt very happy and hugged his son proudly. He understood that the younger son would be the right person to rule The Kingdom after The King.

The Red Hen and Her Friends

Let us enjoy reading this story of The Red Hen and Her Friends abroad education consultants in hyderabad.


Once, there lived a hen with her five chicks. The hen was as red as beetroot. She had three friends : a duck, a cat and a dog. They all lived happily.

One day, the red hen stumbled on to a wheat seed. “Hey, who among you wish to plant this seed?" she asked.

“Not me, friend" refused the duck.


“Nor can I." declined the cat.


“Count me not." the dog turned his back.


“All right. I will do it then by myself," said the hen. She planted the see and watered it. Alas! It grew quickly to yield the brownish wheat. “Hi! There, who among you wish to harvest the wheat?" asked the red hen.


“Not me, friend," the duck sounded bored.


“Nor can I." shrugged the cat.


“Count me not!" avoided the dog.


“If so, I will do it by myself," the red hen spoke up as she laboured all day along. By evening she had two gunny bags full of wheat.


“Hello pal! Who among you will lend me a hand to grind this wheat? She queried. All the three refused as usual.


"I will see that I grind this by myself. I will make flour, knead dough and bake bread!" she announced. The next day she baked delicious bread.


“Howdy, who among you wish to eat this bread?" she asked merrily.


“I want to!" answered the duck, smacking her lips.


“Me too!" said the cat with his mouth watering.


“Yummy, smells good," spoke up the dog, shuffling his feet eagerly.


“None of you can have a bite! I slaved in the field and at home. Only my children and I are entitled to eat this bread!" So saying the red hen fed her chicks and ate a sumptuous meal that day.


MORAL : There are no gains without pains.

Do You Know the Muffin Man?

One afternoon, Mrs. Darby was having tea with her friend, Mrs Smith. On the table, there were two cups of tea and some muffins study abroad consultancies in hyderabad.

“Mmm, this muffin is delicious. Did you bake them yourself?" asked Mrs Smith.

“No. Actually I bought them from the muffin man," replied Mrs Darby.

“The muffin man?" asked Mrs Smith.

“Yes, the muffin man who lives in Drury Lane," said Mrs Darby.

“Oh yes, I know that muffin man," said Mrs Smith knowingly.

Moral of the story :

Share useful information with your friends. This way you could get more information in the future. The information will be of great help to you as well.

Come To the Window

One night, there was a little baby who was still not asleep education consultants in hyderabad. His mother already tried rocking the baby to sleep but he was still wide awake. So, his mother took him to the window to see the stars.

The stars shone on the sea. The mother told the baby some stories about the stars. She said that there were two little stars that played peek-a-boo with two little fishes in the deep blue sea. And there were two little frogs that cried ‘Neap, neap, neap. We also see a dear little baby who should be asleep!’

The baby was happy and delighted. Soon, the little baby grew sleepy and fell asleep in his mother’s arms.

Moral of the story :