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Little Things: Poem Little Drop of water Little grains of sand Makes the mighty ocean And the pleasant land So the little moments, Humble though they be, Make the mighty ages Of eternity. Thus our little errors, Lead the soul away From the path of virtue Far in sin to stray. Little Deeds of Kindness Little words of love, Help to make earth happy, Like the heaven above.   - J.A.F. Carney Explanation: Theme and Overview: The poem "Little Things" written by "Julia A.F. Carney" is a simple poem written in four stanzas. Although the poem seems to be simple, the message it conveys in quite big. In the poem, the poetess asserts the values and importance of all those things which are small for us, and we generally don't give much importance to them. Poetess also wants to say those small things are much more important than many big things and without giving much importance to them we just wait for something big. And these small things also affect our lives to a lar

Know the Full story "Sharing and Caring" and morals from the story along with related Questions and Answers .    Sharing And Caring Once there were two friends in a Forest, a mango tree and a banyan tree. They talked to each other and enjoyed the whole day. Every night lions and tigers used to sleep beneath them. The mango tree used to hatred the animals. "I will shoo them away, they roar loudly, smell bad and makes a lot of noise," he said. The banyan tree was friendly and very calm and he said, "Don't be so rude. We trees and animals need each other. We must live in harmony and help each other." The mango tree was rigid. He was not ready to listen to him. That night when animals were sleeping under the tree, the mango tree shook its branches and made loud noises. The animals thought it was a demon and ran away. The mango tree laughed and felt happy. The next evening two woodcutters came to the forest. They had axes in their hands. They saw the big

 Easter Morning A stone at dawn, Coldwater in the basin These walls' rough plaster imageless After the hammering of so much insistence, On the need for naming after the travesties, that passed as faces. Grace: the unction of sheer nonexistence, Upwelling in this hyacinthine freshet, of the unnamed the faceless. - Amy Clampitt More Links: Quotes:  https://themotivationaladda.blogspot.com/search/label/Quotes Story:  https://themotivationaladda.blogspot.com/search/label/Story Jane Austen:  https://themotivationaladda.blogspot.com/search/label/Jane%20Austen

No one can tell me, Nobody knows, Where the wind comes from, Where the wind goes. It's flying from somewhere As fast as it can, I couldn't keep up with it, Not if I ran. But if I stopped holding The string of my kite, It would blow with the wind For a day and a night. And then when I found it, Wherever it blew, I should know that the wind Had been going there too. So then I could tell them Where the wind goes… But where the wind comes from Nobody knows.    - A.A.Milne Theme: The poem "Wind on the Hill" written by A.A.Milne talks about the power of wind which is unseen by everyone in the world. The poet is a small boy who thinks about the wind and comes to the conclusion that wind is something which no one has ever seen. Links You May Like: William Shakespeare: https://themotivationaladda.blogspot.com/search/label/William%20Shakespeare William Blake: https://themotivationaladda.blogspot.com/s

The Magic Kingdom I don't know if you'll believe I met a Princess today And was greeted in her castle In a most royal way Yes I met a real Princess Who stooped to welcome me And inside her royal castle I met another three There were towers that had banners Stained glass windows in the wall And the sparkling lights of magic In the royal banquet hall A fairy flew from somewhere And she waved her magic wand Then she blessed me with a smile That became our special bond My greatest wish was granted And a star thats only mine In that land of deep enchantment Where the brightest wonders shine I became a royal princess At that magic coronation And was gifted with enchantment In a regal celebration For a princess is a princess When she is one in her heart When becoming a true princess Inner beauty's where you start I can take you to my castle In a land of mystery If you have the childlike virtue Of believing what you see If you know that there is wond

Presenting a very Inspirational story. Enjoy it As a group of frogs was traveling through the woods, two of them fell into a deep pit. When the other frogs crowded around the pit and saw how deep it was, they told the two frogs that there was no hope left for them. However, the two frogs decided to ignore what the others were saying and they proceeded to  try and jump out of the pit .  Despite their efforts, the group of frogs at the top of the pit were still saying that they should just give up. That they would never make it out. Eventually, one of the frogs took heed to what the others were saying and he gave up, falling down to his death. The other frog continued to jump as hard as he could. Again, the crowd of frogs yelled at him to stop the pain and just die. He jumped even harder and finally made it out. When he got out, the other frogs said,  “Did you not hear us?” The frog explained to them that he was deaf. He thought they were encouraging them the entire time.

Baa, baa, black sheep Have you any wool? Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full. One for the master, And one for the dame, And one for the little boy Who lives down the lane.                       - Mother Goose

The Needle Tree Full Story: There were once two brothers who lived on the edge of a forest. The elder brother was very mean to his younger brother and ate up all the food and took all his good clothes. One day, the elder brother went into the forest to find some firewood to sell in the market. As he went around chopping the branches of a tree after tree, he came upon a magical tree. The tree said to him, ‘Oh kind sir, please do not cut my branches. If you spare me, I will give you my golden apples’. The elder brother agreed but was disappointed with the number apples the tree gave him. Greed overcame him, and he threatened to cut the entire trunk if the tree didn’t give him more apples. The magical tree instead showered upon the elder brother hundreds upon hundreds of tiny needles. The elder brother lay on the ground crying in pain as the sun began to lower down the horizon. The younger brother grew worried and went in search of his elder brother. He found him with hundreds of nee

The Poem of our childhood but this time in full length. Twinkle Twinkle Little Star Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky. When the blazing sun is gone, When he nothing shines upon, Then you show your little light, Twinkle, twinkle, all the night. Then the traveler in the dark Thanks you for your tiny spark, How could he see where to go, If you did not twinkle so? In the dark blue sky you keep, Often through my curtains peep For you never shut your eye, Till the sun is in the sky. As your bright and tiny spark Lights the traveler in the dark, Though I know not what you are, Twinkle, twinkle, little star. - Jane Taylor More Liks: Humpty Dumpty Sat On a Wall:   https://themotivationaladda.blogspot.com/2019/04/humpty-dumpty-sat-on-wall-mother-goose.html A Magic Kingdom:   https://themotivationaladda.blogspot.com/2019/05/a-magic-kingdom-walt-disney.html

Humpty Dumpty Sat On A Wall Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,  Humpty Dumpty Had a Great Fall,  All the king`s horses and all the king`s men, Couldn`t put Humpty together again    - Mother Goose More Links: Story:  https://themotivationaladda.blogspot.com/search/label/Story Quotes:  https://themotivationaladda.blogspot.com/search/label/Quotes

“There once was a little boy who had a very bad temper. His father decided to hand him a bag of nails and said that every time the boy lost his temper, he had to hammer a nail into the fence. On the first day, the boy hammered 37 nails into that fence. The boy gradually began to  control his temper  over the next few weeks, and the number of nails he was hammering into the fence slowly decreased. He discovered it was easier to control his temper than to hammer those nails into the fence. Finally, the day came when the boy didn’t lose his temper at all. He told his father the news and the father suggested that the boy should now pull out a nail every day he kept his temper under control. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. ‘You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you s