<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053960314178258288</id><updated>2011-12-05T10:01:53.739+05:30</updated><category term='story'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='A to Z'/><category term='detective story'/><category term='poem'/><category term='mystery'/><title type='text'>STORYTOPIA</title><subtitle type='html'>The land of stories, poems, puzzles and lots of fun!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Minnalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306491757929399421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053960314178258288.post-1050420058795369545</id><published>2011-10-02T19:59:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-02T20:03:03.308+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>WITCH CHANT</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;WITCH CHANT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;TO MAKE ONE INVISIBLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fire rise and stir it nice&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We want more mischief an malice&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Chant, Chant with an evil grin&lt;span&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Entrails* of a cockroach throw it in&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Spoonful of pyramid sand&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Cheese buried in thousand year old land&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Chink of brain and eye of a mouse&lt;span&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fungus from the haunted house&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tongue of a snake and whiskers from a rat&lt;span&gt;                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fang of a vampire, wings of a bat&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Feather of a phoenix, Unicorn’s horn&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wrappings of a mummy which isn’t torn&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fire rise and stir it nice&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We want more mischief and malice&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pit viper’s venom, claws of an owl and Frankenstein’s fingernail &lt;span&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To the chopping board go&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Skin of an earthworm, A witch’s broom and hairs from a werewolf’s tail&lt;span&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Into the potion go&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bit of molded bread filled with dread&lt;span&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Moustache of the invisible man&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Into the cauldron go&lt;span&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Foul smell grow and grow&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To make this potion we have paid a price&lt;span&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So hide us from prying eyes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fire rise and stir it nice&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We want more mischief and malice &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Calibri;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;*Entrails: Intestine&lt;span&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                              &lt;/span&gt;I wrote this poem in the style of Shakespeare(Macbeth-Double, Double…) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053960314178258288-1050420058795369545?l=storytopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/feeds/1050420058795369545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053960314178258288&amp;postID=1050420058795369545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/1050420058795369545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/1050420058795369545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/2011/10/witch-chant.html' title='WITCH CHANT'/><author><name>Minnalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306491757929399421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053960314178258288.post-4261431429685313930</id><published>2011-09-19T21:19:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-19T21:20:21.535+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>RAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                    &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Rain, Rain, Rain, wonderful rain,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                     &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Falling on the road,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                    &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Pitter Pat, Pitter Pat,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                    &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That’s how the rain falls on the mat!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                    &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There is my sister jumping in puddles,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                     &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And there is my dog getting all muddled!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;               &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                   &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Rain, Rain, Rain, wonderful rain,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                   &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Rain very hard with thunder and lightning,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                   &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And water all the trees&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                  &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;To get a nice breeze!&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053960314178258288-4261431429685313930?l=storytopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/feeds/4261431429685313930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053960314178258288&amp;postID=4261431429685313930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/4261431429685313930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/4261431429685313930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/2011/09/rain.html' title='RAIN'/><author><name>Minnalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306491757929399421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053960314178258288.post-8175191671854838604</id><published>2011-09-19T21:15:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-19T21:18:17.840+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>EVERY TIME I CLIMB A TREE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                     Every time I climb a tree,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                    &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Every time I climb a tree,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                    &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I feel the strong breeze&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                    &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Brushing past my cheek&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                    &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;With every jump and every leap,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                     &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I go to the leaves’ heap&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                     &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I gaze at the hills and animals yonder,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                     &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;With a great sense of wonder&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                     &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wish nobody would cut a tree&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                     &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Because it is the best binoculars I can see!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;      &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                                I look and look at the hills and animals&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                     &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;With a face so bright,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt;                                     &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I will always remember these sights all right!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053960314178258288-8175191671854838604?l=storytopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/feeds/8175191671854838604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053960314178258288&amp;postID=8175191671854838604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/8175191671854838604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/8175191671854838604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/2011/09/every-time-i-climb-tree.html' title='EVERY TIME I CLIMB A TREE'/><author><name>Minnalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306491757929399421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053960314178258288.post-4606557012072615629</id><published>2011-09-19T21:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-19T21:15:09.128+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Five Poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:Verdana; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:black;background:white;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US; mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;1) night sky drifting by&lt;br /&gt;how can i climb the rock so high?&lt;br /&gt;moon beam star gleam&lt;br /&gt;where can i find my stolen dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my red balloon&lt;br /&gt; my red balloon &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flies up,up to the sky&lt;br /&gt; i jump up high&lt;br /&gt; to reach the sky&lt;br /&gt; but could not reach it why?&lt;br /&gt; my red balloon&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; my red balloon&lt;br /&gt; flies up ,up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) aeroplane , aeroplane &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are you  going?&lt;br /&gt;flying  so high&lt;br /&gt;over the mountains&lt;br /&gt;over the sea&lt;br /&gt;aeroplane ,aeroplane&lt;br /&gt;cant you take  me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)  my red engine goes chuf chuf choo&lt;br /&gt;chuf chuf  choo&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my red engine goes chuf chuf choo&lt;br /&gt;my shiny drum goes rum tum tum&lt;br /&gt;rum tum tum&lt;br /&gt;my shiny drum goes rum tum tum&lt;br /&gt;my teddy bear goes grr grr grr&lt;br /&gt;grr grr grr&lt;br /&gt;my wooden bricks goes clitter clatter clitter clatter&lt;br /&gt;my wooden bricks  goes clitter clatter clitter clatter&lt;br /&gt;my rattle bangs  bang bung bang&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)outside thunder crashes&lt;br /&gt;outside  lightning  flashes&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outside rain lashes&lt;br /&gt;outside there is storm&lt;br /&gt;inside we are safe&lt;br /&gt;inside we are warm&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside there is comfort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053960314178258288-4606557012072615629?l=storytopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/feeds/4606557012072615629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053960314178258288&amp;postID=4606557012072615629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/4606557012072615629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/4606557012072615629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/2011/09/five-poems.html' title='Five Poems'/><author><name>Minnalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306491757929399421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053960314178258288.post-7030487689987519737</id><published>2011-09-14T18:40:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-14T22:03:55.199+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A to Z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detective story'/><title type='text'>April Antics</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:19px;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;“Guess what?” asked Dink Duncan “There’s &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;a circus coming to Green Lawn”.” Really?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Ruth Rose Hathaway asked. She always dressed in one colour. Today, from her headband to shoes was blue. Josh Pinto’s freckled face appeared over a book. His twin brothers Bradley and Brian had finished eating. They had red hair and brown eyes. Dink’s Cousin Lucy Armstrong and Ruth Rose’s brother Nate were playing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Chess. Dink and Lucy had blond hair and&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Blue eyes. Nate had black hair and brown eyes like his sister. “Shall we go to the&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Circus today? “Lucy asked. Dink shook his head”No.Not today, I have to do some errands for my mom”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;The next day at the circus, Ruth Rose was&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Green from head to toe.” You look like a tree” Brian joked. They bought the tickets and went in. Josh and the twins bought popcorn as soon as they went in.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;They saw clowns, horses, trapeze, an elephant playing baseball and performing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Dogs. A clown was always tripping over his feet. He had make-up on his cheeks a red nose and a feathery hat. There were white horses and brown horses.They also saw a talking parrot. Then, they all ate ice creams in Ellie’s Diner. After eating ice creams they went home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Next day, Lucy bought a newspaper. On top of the page was written in big, black&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Letters:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:18pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;BURGLARY IN WALKER HOUSE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Lucy rushed into the house to show it to Dink. Dink’s mom told her that Dink, Josh and Ruth Rose had gone for a picnic.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Then Nate came to Dink’s house. “Did you see the newspaper?” he asked breathlessly. “Yes, let’s go to Josh’s house”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At Josh’s house, they showed the twins the newspaper. ”Let’s go and talk to Mr.Walker. We can try to solve the mystery like the older kids” said Lucy. ”And look for clues” Nate added. ”We can find suspects” Bradley continued. ”And write it down in my notebook” finished Brian. They all laughed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;They walked over to Mr.Walker’s house.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;They rang the bell...A man who appeared to be thirty years old opened the door.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;He was wearing red sneakers, a yellow shirt and a blue baseball cap. “Are you Mr.Walker?” Brian asked. The man nodded, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;“Come in” he said. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;The kids introduced themselves. ”Ah!” He said”So, you are the siblings of Green Lawn’s detectives Dink, Josh and Ruth Rose”. Lucy said “We are here to try and solve this mystery. I Hope you don’t mind if we ask you some questions?”. “No, I don’t mind at all”. “Can you tell us what happened exactly?”. “My cook and I had our dinner and went to sleep” he said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;“Was there anyone else other than your cook and you?” Lucy asked. ”No, no one else. Then suddenly we heard a sound of someone going out through the window. I took a stick and went outside. There was no one out. I switched on the lights only to find that all my money, my mother’s jewels, the old objects that I had collected and some old stamps”. Brian was taking it all down in his notebook.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;“What time was it when you woke up?”. .Lucy asked. “It was about 1;00 A.M.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;I then called Officer Fallon”. He said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;“Thank You Mr.Walker. Can we look for clues now?” asked Nate.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Yes, you can”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;They searched high and low. Then suddenly, Brian gave a yell. They saw some white paint on a wall. Lucy took a photo using her camera which she had got for her birthday from Dink.They went outside and stood near the window. There was a big, green feather lying down.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Bradley picked it up and kept it in his pocket. “A man could easily get in through this window.” Lucy said. They went back in. Lucy had one last look in the bedroom. She saw something shiny under the bed. She took it. It was red and circular. She kept it I her pocket. They said thanks to Mr.Walker. When they were about to leave, Bradley asked “What’s the cook’s name and address.” Mr.Walker said “His name is Jack Harris. He lives in Oak Street.” They said thank you and left.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;The kids trooped into Nate’s house. ”I am hungry”, Brian announced. They made sandwiches and ate them. After eating, they wrote down the suspects and clues.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Suspects;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.3in; text-indent: -0.3in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Jack Harris&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Lucy displayed the three clues on the table. Brian looked at the red thing and said “That looks like Rudolph’s nose”. “Of course, that could be part of a disguise” said Lucy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Clues;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.3in; text-indent: -0.3in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;White paint on the wall(have taken a photo)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.3in; text-indent: -0.3in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Long, Green feather&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.3in; text-indent: -0.3in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Red, Plastic nose (probably for disguise)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;“I think we should go and ask some questions to Mr.Harris” said Lucy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;“Cool, then we can have ice creams in Ellie’s Diner when we come back” said Bradley.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;They went to Oak Street and found the cook’s house. They said to Mr.Harris that they were trying to solve the mystery.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Mr.Harris said” I saw a torch light in the hall, I thought that it was my master trying to find something. After sometime I heard my master yell to me. I went and saw that everything was stolen. I have some work to do now. I am sorry I have to go now”. The kids said thanks and went to Ellie’s Diner to eat ice creams.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;They saw a flyer on a tree. It was about the circus:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;COME TO THE CIRCUS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;SEE:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.8in; text-indent: -0.3in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;WALTZING HORSES&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.8in; text-indent: -0.3in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:red;"   lang="EN-GB"&gt;CLEVER DOGS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.8in; text-indent: -0.3in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;FUNNY CLOWNS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.8in; text-indent: -0.3in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:red;"   lang="EN-GB"&gt;TRAPEZE WALKERS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;AND MUCH,MUCH MORE…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;Then suddenly, Lucy got it “Clowns” she suddenly cried.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;”Of course, why didn’t I think of it before?. Clowns wear white make up, they wear feathery hats, and they have shiny, red noses. It will also be a perfect disguise. Nobody will recognize the thief because of the clown costume.” She said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;“There are three clowns there. Mr.William, Mr.Robin and Mr.Potter. Have you also noticed that the hats of the clowns had nine feathers each.” Said Bradley. ”The clown with eight feathers must be the thief. He also won’t have his plastic nose” said Brian.They went to the circus again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;They saw the circus clowns again.Nate said that his legs were feeling tired. They found a bench and sat down. They didn’t find anything unusual there. Just as they were about to go. Lucy remembered that she had left her coat in the bench.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;The others waited for her. When Lucy took her coat, she heard some quarrelling nearby. She bent down to look. One of the clowns Mr.Potters was saying “I am sorry but I lost my fake nose somewhere” to the head of the circus.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;Lucy ran back to tell the others what she had heard. All of them went to Officer Fallon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;They told him the whole story from the beginning to the end. They showed him the clues and the suspects. When Lucy had ran back to get her coat, Brian had added three more suspects to his list.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;Suspects:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.3in; text-indent: -0.3in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;Mr.Jack Harris&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.3in; text-indent: -0.3in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;Mr.William&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.3in; text-indent: -0.3in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;Mr.Potters&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.3in; text-indent: -0.3in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:14pt;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;Mr.Robins&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;Officer Fallon heard the story and went to the circus. He asked Mr.Potters whether what the kids said was true. Mr.Potters was scared and confessed. The clown was arrested and the stolen things were all returned to Mr.Walker.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;Officer Fallon said to the kid’s parents “Without them we wouldn’t have caught the thief.”. They had a ‘Great Job’ party for them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;Brian, Bradley. Lucy and Nate all told about their mystery to Dink, Josh and Ruth Rose and they listened big-eyed and amazed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span&gt;                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;THE END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(This story is based on Ron Roy's Calendar Mysteries series.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:14pt;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053960314178258288-7030487689987519737?l=storytopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/feeds/7030487689987519737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053960314178258288&amp;postID=7030487689987519737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/7030487689987519737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/7030487689987519737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/2011/09/april-antic.html' title='April Antics'/><author><name>Minnalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306491757929399421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053960314178258288.post-4236395134895816500</id><published>2009-05-03T13:55:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:10:38.622+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>THE HYPNOTIZING TOY CAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;Introduction&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This story is not based from the world we live. It is based on the future of our world. The future held many interesting things. Two animals were mixed into one like dognakes, quogs, cowflappers and many more!. But the people living there were cruel, lazy, selfish and very bad mannered. There was one good person who was very good at heart. That was the famous and clever Professor Quentin!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About Professor Quentin&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Professor Quentin was a scientist. He thought "Hmm,I must make all the people kind", He got an idea. He made a toy cat. It was not an ordinary toy cat. It had special powers. Read on and you will see the powers of the cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;The Story&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, A boy named Tom saw the cat. He liked the cat very much. So, he bought it. But, he illtreated the toy cat. He would throw them somewhere in his home, he would make it dirty. He would not even bother about. After some days something very unbelievable happened! Tom was about to throw it somewhere,when he suddenly gazed at it. The toy's eyes seemed to swirl around!. He rubbed his eyes and said "It must be a trick of the light. I must be dreaming".  He hoped he would soon get up on his bed and he would realise it was all a dream. He stared at its eyes his eyes growing bigger as his curiosity grew bigger. The future people were known to have great curiosity. Then suddenly he felt dazed and he din't know what he was doing!. The simple,ordinary cat had hypnotized him! The cat started to speak in a lulling voice "from now you will never be selfish, unkind or badmannered. You will be very good" it said as it was programmed by Profesor Quentin. It hypnotized the other members of the family, said the same thing and released them from the trance. And amazingly no one knew what they had been doing but they knew they had to be good and kind. This was happening to other children as well!  Then slowly, slowly the full future world was good and kind. This was how the full future world became kind. Now don't you think that Professor Quentin was clever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE END&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053960314178258288-4236395134895816500?l=storytopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/feeds/4236395134895816500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053960314178258288&amp;postID=4236395134895816500' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/4236395134895816500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/4236395134895816500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/2009/05/hypnotizing-toy-cat.html' title='THE HYPNOTIZING TOY CAT'/><author><name>Minnalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306491757929399421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053960314178258288.post-4121275076351841210</id><published>2008-05-01T22:37:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-01T22:39:09.008+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>THE TWO SILLY HANDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;wo hands were swimming in a bucket.In that bucket there was also a mug.The mug was wearing a headphone and was listening  to music.The two hands names were JokerJoe  and Stupid Joe.That time stupid joe said suddenly"this mug is going whereever we are going"So the two  hands  went near the mug  and said"you are going whereever we are going so will you jump out of the bucket.Because the mug was wearing the headphone it could'nt hear the hands.At that time  jokerjoe said"we can sit on top of the mug  and use it as a  submarine".stupid joe said"what a great idea,why din't we think of it before"So they put on their snorkels and sat on top of the mug.They said "wheeeee!".Then they got down.When the mug saw them climbing of it's of back it removed the headphone.The two hands narrated what had  happened.They all laughed together.Then the two hands went to their homes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053960314178258288-4121275076351841210?l=storytopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/feeds/4121275076351841210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053960314178258288&amp;postID=4121275076351841210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/4121275076351841210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/4121275076351841210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/2008/05/two-silly-hands.html' title='THE TWO SILLY HANDS'/><author><name>Minnalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306491757929399421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053960314178258288.post-7171682958661551625</id><published>2008-04-12T17:39:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-19T21:13:09.869+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>Whisky Rabbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Whisky Rabbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;One &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;day Whisky&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:#993366;background:white"&gt;Rabbit &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black; background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:navy;background: white"&gt;was playing with&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:purple; background:white"&gt;Misty mouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:navy;background: white"&gt; &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#993366; background:white"&gt;play land,&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;which&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  was &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in Treetop land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;Whisky rabbit’s&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#993366; background:white"&gt;grandmas’s house&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;   was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:navy; background:white"&gt;near the&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:#993366;background:white"&gt;Himalayas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;.Suddenly&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:#993366;background:white"&gt;aunt&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:purple; background:white"&gt;Kitty&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;came with a suitcase.she said, “Come on Whisky! Come on Misty mouse !,let’s&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; all go to grandma’s house ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:navy; background:white"&gt;So they went to grandma’s house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;When thy reached grandma’s home, it was night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;They all went to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;Grandma had honey in the loft to make pancakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;When it was midnight, someone came inside the home by jumping through &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:red;background:white"&gt;Thud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;Whisky rabbit opened his eyes, then went back to sleep. Blackie Bear had come to their home. He drank some honey and went to his home, the forest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;background: white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt; When Whisky and Misty mouse got up in the morning, they found the honey lesser than yesterday. Whisky and Misty mouse began to think,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;‘Who would have stolen the honey?’Suddenly , Whisky rabbit screamed , “Bears ! Bears love honey”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;Misty mouse said, “ Let’s stay awake to night”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;Later,that night Whisky and Misty mouse stayed awake .At &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;midnight,&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:red; background:white"&gt;Thud !,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:navy;background: white"&gt;they saw the bleak bear jump through the window. Whisky and Misty mouse were so kind, they advised the bear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black; background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;“&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:#993300;background:white"&gt;Stealing is a bad habit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;, please, do not steel honey ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;the bear agreed , he said,“I will not steel any more”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;and he winked as he &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was lying. Whisky and Misty mouse did not notice that. They went happily to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black; background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;Next morning they told everyone that they advised the black bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;That evening, cheeky and the Misty mouse were painting near the window &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;, after that they had their diner and went to bed. They slept well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;That night the cunning black bear came back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;As usual, he jumped through the window. He stamped the wet paint, but did not bother about that, as he was in a hurry to drink the honey. He drank some more honey and left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;Next morning, Whisky and Misty mouse saw the foot prints near the loft. They &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;understood that the black bear didn’t &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;keep his words, and they decided to punish the bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black; background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;Next day , the set a trap for him, covered by a thin carpet. Whisky told the mouse “ I will hide behind this honey pot, when the bear falls in to the trap, I will give u a sign, then u call the inspector Mr.Shersingh.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;background: white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt; That night, everything happened as they planned,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;The bear was trapped, Whisky gave a sign, the mouse called the inspector Mr.Shersingh. He arrested the black bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt; Next morning, aunt Kitty and grandma came to know that the black bear was arrested. Grandma was very happy. She was very glad that Whisky and Misty mouse had done this !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;She made pancakes with the remaining honey, they all had a delicious feast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;background: white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt; Then aunt kitty, Whisky rabbit and Misty mouse went back to Treetop land &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;happily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:navy;background:white"&gt;                    &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:fuchsia; background:white"&gt;THE &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;END !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 29px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written in 2007 by B Minnal III C&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053960314178258288-7171682958661551625?l=storytopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/feeds/7171682958661551625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053960314178258288&amp;postID=7171682958661551625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/7171682958661551625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/7171682958661551625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/2008/04/cheeku-rabbit.html' title='Whisky Rabbit'/><author><name>Minnalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306491757929399421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053960314178258288.post-893634498558202784</id><published>2008-04-07T14:25:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-07T17:53:52.201+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>Mary Smith and The Banana Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;MARYSMITH AND THE BANANA TREE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ne day,While walking MarySmith saw a toy shop.She saw a big doll.It's price was RS:50.She liked the big doll very much.She went to her home to check her moneybox.She was very dissapointed because there was only RS:20.She needed RS:30 to buy the doll.Outside her house she saw a coconutman near a coconut tree.She asked to the man"what do you want?"the man said"if you give me the coconuts from the coconut tree i will pay you RS:30.MarySmith couldn't reach the coconuts .So she went to the long stick and said"long stick,long stick,will you take the coconuts and give for me?"The long stick said"i can't reach the coconuts if nobody holds me ,tell the big man to hold me then i can reach the coconuts.So she went to the big man."Big man ,will you hold the long stick for me?"MarySmith asked.The big man said"i will if you ask the elephant to give me some sugarcane.So she went to the elephant and asked"Elephant will you give me some sugarcane"?The elephant said"i will if you give me some bananas"So she went to the banana tree and asked"will you give me some bananas" ?The banana tree said "yes".And shook itself and a bunch of bananas fell in MarySmith's hand.She said "Thankyou" and went to the elephant.She gave the bananas to the elephant.The elephant gave the sugarcane.She gave the sugarcane to the big man .The big man held the long stick and they went to the coconut tree.The long stick put the coconuts down.MarySmith gave the coconuts to the coconut man.The coconut man took the coconuts and gave MarySmith RS:30.She took the money from her moneybox.Now she had RS:50.She went to the toy shop.She asked the shopkeeper that she wanted the big doll.The shopkeeper gave the big doll to her and MarySmith gave him RS:50.She went to her home happily with the big doll in her arms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE END&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;********************************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053960314178258288-893634498558202784?l=storytopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/feeds/893634498558202784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053960314178258288&amp;postID=893634498558202784' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/893634498558202784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/893634498558202784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/2008/04/marysmith-and-banana-tree.html' title='Mary Smith and The Banana Tree'/><author><name>Minnalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306491757929399421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053960314178258288.post-8745604527233801203</id><published>2008-04-06T20:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-06T20:03:17.035+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>Can Money Talk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;CAN MONEY TALK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;here lived three  friends.one day,the first friend said"we can go to  a restaurant  and eat"The two friends agreed.So,they went to a restaurant.They talked and ate as we do.After eating, they went to the cashier to pay the  money.The cashier said"Give me the money for  talking".The  three friends made  faces at the cashier.Soon they were  quarrelling.The cashier said"Let's go to the  judge"So they went to the court.Then they narrated what happened to the judge.The  judge was very clever.The judge gave some money to  the cashier and  said"Here then talk to this money".The cashier  was  ashamed of himself.Then  he and the  three friends walked back to the restaurant.The three  friends went happily   back to  their homes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written in 2007 by B Minnal III C&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053960314178258288-8745604527233801203?l=storytopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/feeds/8745604527233801203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053960314178258288&amp;postID=8745604527233801203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/8745604527233801203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/8745604527233801203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/2008/04/can-money-talk.html' title='Can Money Talk?'/><author><name>Minnalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306491757929399421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053960314178258288.post-8821753564626676280</id><published>2008-04-06T19:39:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-06T19:56:50.896+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>The Lion Cub Who Turned into a Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;The Lion Cub Who Turned into a Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;nce a lioness gave birth to a female Cub. Once a hunter was passing by (riding i a horse). He liked the Lion Cub. And the Lion Cub was impressed by the hunter's skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she went to the witch of the forests. She said to the witch, "I want to be a young girl and marry the hunter. But I am a cub." The witch said, "Don't you worry my dear. I will help you. I will change you into a girl. But if the hunter marries another girl, you will remain aq girl forever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cub agreed. She became a girl. She went out of the forest. She went to the hunter's house by asking some good people. And by good sheer of luck. She got married with the hunter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know this story will be ending with "they all lived happily ever after".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The End&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written in 2007 by B Minnal III C&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053960314178258288-8821753564626676280?l=storytopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/feeds/8821753564626676280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053960314178258288&amp;postID=8821753564626676280' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/8821753564626676280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/8821753564626676280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/2008/04/lion-cub-who-turned-into-girl-o-nce.html' title='The Lion Cub Who Turned into a Girl'/><author><name>Minnalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306491757929399421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053960314178258288.post-5341587012595519226</id><published>2008-04-06T19:36:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-06T19:57:16.170+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>The Proud Kite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;The Proud Kite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;nce a girl called Tia lived with her parents. One day she was flying a kite. When suddenly a big wind came and blew the kite. Sadly she went to the home disappointed. She told her parents. "Mummy kite is flying above the sky. Will you please take it for me?" But her mother told, "I can't . It's too high".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went to her father and said him to take the kite. Her father said, "No. It's too high". Tia went to her room sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the kite was flying. It was a colourful kite with the colours red, blue, yellow and black. It was painted freshly. But it has not dried. It saw the sky and said, "Ha ha ha. You look ugly. See how you are, bluish. See me. I am so colourful." And it went off. The cloud did not say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next it saw the sun. And the kite said, "How ugly you are! Bright yellow. Ha ha ha." With this it went away. The sun did not say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next the kite saw a lightning. It said, "How ugly you are!" and it went away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next the kite saw a black cloud. It said, "How ugly you are." The cloud flew into rage. And rain came from it. It washed away the paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it saw the sun. The sun said, "How dare you call me ugly." And it gave the heat. Now there was only a little paint in the kite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the sky came and said, "How dare you call me ugly and it came in front of it and the paint which was left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next it saw the wall. It said, "How dare you call me ugly" and it pushed the kite backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next it saw the lightning. The lightning said, "How dare you call me ugly and made all the light and made the kite fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Tia was playing with her ball. When she saw her kite, she was delighted. But the kite was broken. Tia went into her home and said, "Mum, Dad, I found my kite. It was in the grass. But it is broken."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, because it was broken, her parents bought her a new kite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written in 2007 by B Minnal III C&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053960314178258288-5341587012595519226?l=storytopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/feeds/5341587012595519226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053960314178258288&amp;postID=5341587012595519226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/5341587012595519226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/5341587012595519226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/2008/04/proud-kite-o-nce-girl-called-tia-lived.html' title='The Proud Kite'/><author><name>Minnalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306491757929399421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053960314178258288.post-662591337408993964</id><published>2008-04-06T16:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-06T19:58:47.157+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>There was an old man I knew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;There Was an Old Man I Knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was an old man I knew&lt;br /&gt;Who workred in a pirate crew&lt;br /&gt;He ate just beans&lt;br /&gt;And wore just jeans&lt;br /&gt;And he raked and leaned&lt;br /&gt;And leaned and raked&lt;br /&gt;And soon he got covered&lt;br /&gt;With leaves, leaves and leaves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written in 2008 by B Minnal 4th class&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053960314178258288-662591337408993964?l=storytopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/feeds/662591337408993964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053960314178258288&amp;postID=662591337408993964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/662591337408993964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/662591337408993964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/2008/04/there-was-old-man-i-knew.html' title='There was an old man I knew'/><author><name>Minnalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306491757929399421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053960314178258288.post-7258093015260016957</id><published>2008-04-06T16:53:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-06T19:59:19.471+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>One, Two, three, four</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;One, Two, three, four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One, two, three, four&lt;br /&gt;Four lorries in the road&lt;br /&gt;Five, six, seven, eight&lt;br /&gt;Have a little bit cake&lt;br /&gt;Nine, ten, nine, ten&lt;br /&gt;Get a little pretty pen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written in 2008 by B Minnal 4th class&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053960314178258288-7258093015260016957?l=storytopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/feeds/7258093015260016957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053960314178258288&amp;postID=7258093015260016957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/7258093015260016957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/7258093015260016957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-two-three-four.html' title='One, Two, three, four'/><author><name>Minnalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306491757929399421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053960314178258288.post-4780874219416420949</id><published>2008-04-02T19:10:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-06T19:59:41.803+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>The Two Foolish Gods</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;The Two Foolish Gods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ne day long, long ago before the earth, planets and the universe was&lt;br /&gt;createdonly the gods lived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each god was given a work. For example, for fraction there was a god, for&lt;br /&gt;addition one god and so on. In that there were for a.m. and p.m. two gods.&lt;br /&gt;Those two gods were always quarrelling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The head of all the gods declared that there should be twenty-four hours in a&lt;br /&gt;day. The division god was very clever. All the gods agreed to this decission.&lt;br /&gt;Now the gods for a.m. and p.m. started quarrelling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The a.m. god said, "you can have eleven hours in charge, I will have thirteen&lt;br /&gt;hours in charge." The p.m. god said, "that's foolish, I will have thirteen hours in&lt;br /&gt;charge you can have eleven hours." He said with a look of anger in his face.&lt;br /&gt;They quarrelled again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, the division god came and said, "I can find a solution for this problem&lt;br /&gt;."He wrote 2L24 and the answer was 12. So he said, "Each one can have 12&lt;br /&gt;hours". The two gods were satisfied. The head god asked, "how did you do&lt;br /&gt;that?" The division god replied "using division, we can divide any numbers.&lt;br /&gt;That's how I did it." "Good" said the head god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that's how everything was created. I hope you liked the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE END &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written in 2008 by B Minnal 4th class&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053960314178258288-4780874219416420949?l=storytopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/feeds/4780874219416420949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053960314178258288&amp;postID=4780874219416420949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/4780874219416420949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/4780874219416420949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/2008/04/two-foolish-gods-o-ne-day-long-long-ago.html' title='The Two Foolish Gods'/><author><name>Minnalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306491757929399421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053960314178258288.post-1006317567484708103</id><published>2008-04-02T17:26:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-06T20:00:02.989+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>I Want to Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;I want to help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;ear readers,this story will be like a poem. There was a boy called Tim. One day Tim went to his mother. His mother was cooking. Tim asked, "Can I help?"his mother said, "No Tim. You are too young to help. " So, Tim went to his father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His father was washing the car. Tim asked, "Can I help?" "No Tim. You are too young ", said his father. So Tim went to his elder brother, who was trying to lift a heavy box. He asked again, "Can I help?". Again the reply was the same; his elder brother said, "No Tim. Your hands are very young." Tim went to his elder sister hoping that he could help her. His sister was mending a doll. Tim asked, "Can I help you?" His sister said, "No Tim. You are too young." So Tim went sadly to his grandmother who was knitting a sweater. Tim asked hopefully, "Can I help you?" His grandmother said, "No, Tim, your hands are too small."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim went to his grandfather disappointed than ever. His grandfather was reading a book. Tim asked again, "Can I help you?" His grandfather said, "Sure Tim. Here you are", and gave him a book. So Tim helped his grandfather by reading a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written in 2008 by B Minnal 4th class&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053960314178258288-1006317567484708103?l=storytopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/feeds/1006317567484708103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053960314178258288&amp;postID=1006317567484708103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/1006317567484708103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053960314178258288/posts/default/1006317567484708103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storytopia.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-want-to-help-dear-readersthis-story.html' title='I Want to Help'/><author><name>Minnalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306491757929399421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
