The Tree of Happyness

In a large, beautiful garden, filled with bushes and flowers, stood a tall tree. 
Its branches spread out laden with sweet fruit and fragrant flowers, and it cast a wide shadow under its boughs. All of these things made it the most beautiful tree is the garden. All the birds loved the tree. they would fly around it an build their nests in it. The tree was good to all who sought protection from it enjoyed it's beauty, or played around it.
flocks of birds sought refuge with this huge tree, making their homes in the shade of its leaves and building their nests in its branches. They enjoyed their life twittering and flitting about in the tree, and eating its fruits. It was a from tree and look for food and return at night without fail to their nests in their beautiful tree, no matter how far they had strayed during the day.
the birds lived in their beloved home cooperating and helping each other, the larger birds watching over the smaller ones, the stronger ones helping the weaker. If one grew to old to search for food, the others would share their food with him out of the goodness of their hearts. In the shade of this happy home there lived small, happy families of the birds. Every member of the family did his part in love and togetherness. The mother birds sat on the eggs tenderly and lovingly. The father birds were out all day searching for food, and would come home tired every night with his beak full of food for their families.
This happy tree drew the attention of all the birds nesting in the trees around it. They would fly all around it and circle in the air above it. They were so happy with the tree that they named it "The tree of Happiness."
The birds of the tree were happy with this name and they kept twittering and chirping in the branches. Nor did their helpfulness end inside of their home in the tree, but they helped every one of the neighbouring birds whenever they needed it.
One day an old crow came fleeing to the tree of happiness seeking refuge. he told his tale weeping, "A sly fox raided my nests, demolished it, ate my young, and injured my wings. I am sick and have no place to go, no family, and no relatives because the fox drove them off the way he drove me off."
The old crow began to cry even more. He asked the little  birds to take pity on him and said, "Let me stay with you in your beautiful home. I will be a good guest amongst you."
One of the birds counseled the others, "We do not want a stranger in our tree to spoil our happiness."
The others said, "There is nothing wrong with inviting this poor bird, who has been driven out of his home. We must help him." 
The crow continued, " I will build a nest on a low branch. far away from you so that I will be no bother, and I will keep quait and will only stay for a while before I return to my own house."
The birds counseled together and decided to allow the crow to stay until he regained his health.
All the birds participated in building a fine nest of feathers and straw for their unfortunate guest, which they build on a leafy branch near to their own. Then they all competed with each other to find the best food for him until his health improved.
And this is how the crow was set up in the tree of happiness amongst the little birds, who never lost a moment in serving him. They treated him with the utmost respect and affection.
The days went by and the crow lived a life of ease in the tree of happiness, enjoying it's shade and it's fruits and the honor of his neighbours and hosts the little birds. He began to grow very fond of them, and they felt the same of him. They never asked him about the time he might leave their house and return to his own home. They did not proper that a host asks his guest when he will leave.
One day, the little birds were surprised to fine many new nest built near the nest of their guest the crow.
When they asked about the owners of the new nests, they learned that it was a group of crows. The crow had invited them to come and build nest near him without asking permission of the birds. The birds grew angry and asked themselves, "How can he allow himself to invite his friends here without asking permission?" So they asked the crow to explain the presence of new nests in their tree, which had appeared without their leave.
The crow was apologetic and answered meekly, "They re my friends and colleagues, who have asked for my protection and help. I acted as if I were in my own house. Please excuse me, we well leave is a few days. Please accept my friends into your hospitality for a very short while until we build nests in same other place."
So, in spite of their annoyance at the behavior of the crow, and the bother of these unwelcome guests, the birds remained silent and waited to see if after a few days the crows would really leave, as their guest had promised, or whether there would be some new surprise.
The birds waited patiently. but each day saw the addition of new nests, and the tree of happiness became depressing and drab to look upon. The air was full of the crowing of crows, and the joy of the birds turned into pain and grief. The crows grew saucier and began to order the birds about. "Do not come near to our nests ." " Do not build your nests on our side of the tree of happiness." "Do not twitter among our branches." "This is our property. If you do not obey our orders, we will kick you out of the tree!"
The birds counseled together and decided, "We must find a solution to this problem."
The birds agreed to band together and rely upon their wits, trusting in God for victory, For they were in the right.
One cold and stormy night in winter the crows were huddled in their nests trying to keep out of the bitter cold. the wind shoik the branches of the tree violently and hearts of the crows shook with fear and they huddled further down in their nests.
This was the shance the birds had been waiting for to work the plan they had agreed upon. 
They waited for a sigin. Finally came a series of short whistles, which signaled the beginning of the battle.
The birds swooped boldly down on the crows. They divided into groups, and each crows left their nests in the branches of the tree screaming in pain and fright and fled far away from the attack of the birds. 
Thus Gad granted victory to the little birds. They had the right ti defend their home. Because of their uniting together in council, their careful planing, and their sincere love of their homeland, singing returned to the branches of the tree of happiness. The little birds danced about with joy, in the sweetness of victory, the beauty of freedom, and the joy of independence.

Stones Every Where!

Nabil lives in a fat in a high building in the city. There are no garden in the area where he lives. There are tall buildings all round.
Nabil spends his weekend in the village. His grandfather has a big farm in the village. There are beautiful flowers and big green trees in the farm.
Nabil loves the village more than the city. He always says, "If there were school for me in the village, I would not stay in the city for one day"
But Nabil goes to school everyday. He has to stay in the city.
Every Saturday he goes to the village. He spends tow day there. He enjoys the beautiful nature, and picks nice flowers. He plays in the farm, climbs the trees, and eats fresh fruits.
Nabil also spends the summer vacation at his grandfather's farm.
He usually tells his classmates about his life in the village, and about the beauty of the village.
One day, his friends asked him to take them to his village. He promised them to spend the spring vacation there.
On the first day of vacation, the boys packed their clothes, their toys, and their balls. They took the bus which travels to the village. on the way, they asked Nabil,
"Is your village really beautiful?"
"Yes, very beautiful indeed."
"Can we play freely in the fields?"
"Of course we can."
"Are there any trees in your village?"
"There are many trees in my village and in my grandfather's farm. I used to play in the fields with the neighbors' children. We used to climb the trees and look for birds' nests. We, then, rest in the shad of the trees When it got hot"
"we will enjoy out time, then"
"Of course. And we will eat fresh bread, eggs, butter, and breath pure air."
An hour later, Nabil and his friends were in the village.
A friend said to him, "Your village is really charming. There are lovely green trees here, there are pretty flowers, and the air is pure. Oh! Oh! Take a deep breath boys!"
Another boy cried joyfully, "Sure we will have a good tome here. Is your grandfather's farm far way?"
Nabil said, "No, it's not so far. We will be there in ten minutes."
The boys cried, "Hurry! Hurry! to the beauty! Here we can play freely. We can run and shout. Neighbors will not complain. and people in the street will not drive us off."
When the boys reached the bus stop, they descended and walked happily. They were telling jokes and laughing happily. thinking about the marvelous vacation they would spend in the small village.
suddenly, Nabil thought that he had lost his way. They were about to leave the place, but Nabil saw his grandfather waving to them.
A boy asked, "What is this?"
Nabil had no answer. He was speechless. His last visit was only a month ago, because he was busy with the exams.
A friend asked, "where is the farm?"
Another boy asked, "Where are the cows, the horses, the fresh fruits, the butter, and the bread?"
A third boy said, "Where are the trees, the nests, the clean air? look! There are clouds of dust?"
Instead of the trees, instead of the farm, instead of the wide yard where the boys wanted to play, there was a high fence.
There was a wooden hut and there were many workers.
Nabil's grandfather came to the children, he said,
"Welcome! Welcome, dear children! I am waiting for you! Let's come into the house."
The boys said, "We haven't come to get into the house. We want to enjoy the lovely nature."
Nabil was very sad. He asked his grandfather, "What is this? What is happening?"
The grandfather said, "The workers are building new flats. They will build a beautiful big building; a tall building of many flats."
"And what will you do with all the flats? You have a big house, and you are alone."
"I will sell the flats, and make some money. And all is for you!"
"I don't want money. I want a place to play, a tree to climb, clean air to breathe. I don't want anybody to say: go away boy! you are disturbing us."
The boys were shocked and upset. A workman came and said, "Go away! you can't play here any more. it is dangerous. A big stone may fall down and hurt you badly."
The boys decided to go back to the city. the grandfather called them, but they went on their way with out looking back. They carried their bags and started walking to the mine street.
One of them bent down and took handful of cement. A friend asked him, "What is this?"
The boy said, laughing, "A bunch of flowers for my mum!"
The boys got on the bus. Nabil sat on his seat feeling miserable. A boy asked him,
"What is the mater, Nabil"
Nabil looked at him and said, sadly, "Stone everywhere!"

The Rich Merchant

Once upon a time there was a rich merchant. he had many servants who worked at his shop. The merchant used to sell groceries, sugar, grains and flour.
One day he was taking tow heavy bags of beans to the town. He wanted to sell them there.
He took tow servants in front of them. One of the servants was a weak old man. The other servants was a strong young man. 
The young man was lazy. He did not like to work. 
The merchant gave the weak old man a bag of beans to carry on his back. And he gave the young man the other. 
But the young man was lazy, he did not like to carry the bag on his back.
On the way to the town, the young man called the old man. The old man was walking in front of him. The old man stood and asked, "what do you want?"
The strong young man servant said, "I'm so tired. I can't carry this heavy bag of beans on my back. why don't you carry it for me?"
The old man servants said, "But I'm weak and thin. Tow bags are too heavy for me to carry."
the yang servant said, "that is none of my business. take it hurry!"
The old servant put the tow bags of beans on his back. They were very heavy. he was walking slowly under the heavy loads. 
the merchant was riding a horse. He was in front of the servants. He did not see them. 
The old servant was very weak. He was very thin too. He could not carry the tow bags of beans. He fell down and broke his leg.
The young man servant shouted angrily, "Get Up! Hurry! Lazy old man!" 
But the old man was crying in Pain, "I cannot stand up. My leg is broken."
"Take one of the bags and carry it"
The merchant felt that the servants were late. 
He turned back and went toward them. He found the weak old man lying on the ground. He asked him: 
"What is wrong with you? Why are the bags on the ground?"
The old man said, "I;m so tired. I can't carry the tow bags on my back. This young man gave me his bag. I carried the tow bags, but i couldn't walk. The bags fell of my back. I fell down, and my leg is hurting. I can't walk any more." 
The merchant looked at the young servant and said, "you are a lazy young man. You are an arrogant worker. You must do your work yourself. You gave your bag to this weak old man to carry. 
Now, you must carry the tow bags. I should take this poor man to the doctor."
The young man carried the tow bags of beans, and the weak old man was put on horse back and taken to the doctor. The young servant said to himself, "I said that i would not carry a bag of beans. Now the old man's leg is broken, and i have to carry tow bags instead of one. I was really very selfish, and I'm sure God has punished me for my arrogant behavior.