The man and the crocodile story

The man and the crocodile story
(Folktale from Malaysia)

Folktale from Malaysia

A man was hurrying along a river bank. “Help, Help! Please have pity on me.” He looked all around him. Then he stared. It was a crocodile. There were tears streaming down its cheeks. It could not move because a tree had fallen on top of it and pinned its tail to the ground.
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The man said, “look, Mr. Crocodile, If I release you, will you eat me up?”

“No, no. how could I be so ungrateful?” said the crocodile.

The man pulled the tree off the crocodile’s tail. The crocodile quickly twisted round and seized the men by the leg.
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“Wait!” the man cried, very frightened. “Let’s ask my friend, Mr. Mousedeer, whether this is the right way for you to repay my kindness.”
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When the mousedeer arrived he pretended that he did not believe the story that the man told him.

“I can’t believe that you would be so good to Mr. crocodiles,” he said. “Probably you were trying to harm him and he caught hold of you. Er … er, Mr. Crocodile, would you please show me where you were lying when the man came along?”
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“Why, certainly,” said the crocodile. “I was here.”

Ah he let go of the man, the mousedeer shouted to the man to drop a log on the crocodile. The crocodile could not move.
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The man bowed and thanked the clever mousedeer.

“Ah,” said the mousedeer, “Don’t try to be too kind. It’s man’s nature to be ungrateful,”

He called out to an old sleeping-mat that was floating in midstream. “Hai there, old mat, what’s the reward for those who do kind acts?”
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“Mr. Mousedeer,” answered the mat, “just look at me. Once I was bright and new. Now that I am old you can see what has happened to me.”
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And then an empty cooking pot floated past. The mousedeer asked it the same question and receive the same reply.
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Cerita Sejarah Warna Kulit (bahasa inggris)

Why some people are black and others white and brown story
(Favourite story from Philippines)

Cerita Sejarah Warna Kulit

When the world was young, no one lived on earth. Every day, Magbabaya, the God of life, looked down on the earth from his home in the sky.
Cerita Sejarah Warna Kulit

“Oh, how lovely the earth looks! It’s so big but yet so empty!”

One day, he had a bright idea.

“I must make some people to live on earth.”
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He jumped down from his home in the sky. He dug up, some earth and mixed it with water. He then made some human beings out of it. He laid them on the ground to dry in the sun.
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Soon he returned to the sky, he hunted the whole day in the sky forest, afterwards, he went home with the animals he had caught. Suddenly, he remembered the people he had left to dry in the sun. he returned to earth as fast as he could. But they had already been burnt as black as coal by the hot sun.
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He shook his head. “I must try again,” he said. “Next time, I’ll be careful not to leave them so long under the sun.”
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Again, he made some human beings out of clay. He laid them out carefully to dry under the sun. but he was so worried this time that he did not leave them long enough. They were not baked properly. When he looked at them, he saw that they were too pale.
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He said. “Tomorrow when the sun shine, I shall make some more people. This time, I shall make sure they are baked longer.”
Cerita Sejarah Warna Kulit

Once more, he took some clay and made some human beings out of it. He laid them carefully in the sun. when he thought that the sun was getting too hot, he covered them with leaves, and put them in the shede.
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Then he let a gentle breeze blow over them. Every now and again, he turned each of them over so that they would have the same light brown colour all over.
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When he had finished, he looked proudly at his work. They were a golden brown colour and very good to look at. “They are perfect!” he cried happily.
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Then he collected all the human beings he had made and placed them in different parts of the world.

And this is why we have black, white and brown people today.
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The Fisherman and the Bear

The Fisherman and the Bear story

retold by S.E. Schlosser 

One fine day an old Maine man was fishing and fishing on his favorite lake and catching nary a thing. Finally, he gave up and walked back along the shore to his fishing shack. When he got close to the front door, he saw it was open. Being of a suspicious nature, he walked to the door quietly and looked inside. There was a big black bear. It was just pulling the cork out

of his molasses jug with its teeth. The molasses spilled all over the floor and the bear rubbed his paw in it, smearing it all over.

Well, the old man was not the timid sort. He went to the back of the shack, put his head in the window and gave a loud yell. The bear jumped and ran out the door. It was running strangely. The old man saw that the bear was holding up the foot covered with molasses so it wouldn't get dirty.

The bear ran to the lake shore. Standing on its hind legs, it held up the paw full of molasses. Soon all the flies and bugs and mosquitoes were swarming all over the sticky sweet paw. Then the bear waded into the water with his sticky paw full of bugs. It held the paw out over the water. Suddenly, a big trout came jumping out of the water trying to get to the flies. The bear gave it a swat and it flew to the shore and flopped there. Then another fish jumped into the air after the flies, followed swiftly by another. Every time a fish jumped after his paw, the bear cuffed it ashore. Soon it had a large pile.

Finally, the bear decided he had enough fish and waded to shore. The bear had caught a mess of fish any fisherman would envy. The old man had caught nothing. He watched that bear eat half a dozen trout, his stomach rumbling. All he had for dinner was some bread and what was left of the molasses. Finally the bear paused in his eating, and looked over to the bushes where the old man was hidden. The bear stood up and laid the remaining fish in a row. Then it walked away up the shore. It kept looking back at the bushes where the old man stood.

The old man crept out of the bushes and down to the shore. Sure enough, the bear had left six large trout for him. He looked over at the bear. It was standing at the edge of the wood watching. "Thanks a lot," the old man called to the bear. The bear waved the now-clean paw at the old man and disappeared into the thicket. "Well," said the old man, "That's the first time a bear has ever paid me for my molasses."

The old man never hunted bears again.

Sumber : americanfolklore

The mirror of Matsuyama

The mirror of Matsuyama story

In ancient days there lived in a remote part of Japan a man and his wife, and they were blessed with a little girl, who was the pet and idol of her parents. On one occasion the man was called away on business in distant Kyoto. Before he went he told his daughter that if she were good and dutiful to her mother he would bring her back a present she would prize very highly. Then the good man took
his departure, mother and daughter watching him go.

At last he returned to his home, and after his wife and child had taken off his large hat and sandals he sat down upon the white mats and opened a bamboo basket, watching the eager gaze of his little child. He took out a wonderful doll and a lacquer box of cakes and put them into her outstretched hands. Once more he dived into his basket, and presented his wife with a metal mirror. Its convex surface shone brightly, while upon its back there was a design of pine trees and storks.

The good man's wife had never seen a mirror before, and on gazing into it she was under the impression that another woman looked out upon her as she gazed with growing wonder. Her husband explained the mystery and bade her take great care of the mirror.

Not long after this happy homecoming and distribution of presents the woman became very ill. Just before she died she called to her little daughter, and said: "Dear child, when I am dead take every care of your father. You will miss me when I have left you. But take this mirror, and when you feel most lonely look into it and you will always see me." Having said these words she passed away.

In due time the man married again, and his wife was not at all kind to her stepdaughter. But the little one, remembering her mother's words, would retire to a corner and eagerly look into the mirror, where it seemed to her that she saw her dear mother's face, not drawn in pain as she had seen it on her deathbed, but young and beautiful.

One day this child's stepmother chanced to see her crouching in a corner over an object she could not quite see, murmuring to herself. This ignorant woman, who detested the child and believed that her stepdaughter detested her in return, fancied that this little one was performing some strange magical art--perhaps making an image and sticking pins into it. Full of these notions, the stepmother went to her husband and told him that his wicked child was doing her best to kill her by witchcraft.

When the master of the house had listened to this extraordinary recital he went straight to his daughter's room. He took her by surprise, and immediately the girl saw him she slipped the mirror into her sleeve. For the first time her doting father grew angry, and he feared that there was, after all, truth in what his wife had told him, and he repeated her tale forthwith.

When his daughter had heard this unjust accusation she was amazed at her father's words, and she told him that she loved him far too well ever to attempt or wish to kill his wife, who she knew was dear to him.

"What have you hidden in your sleeve?" said her father, only half convinced and still much puzzled.

"The mirror you gave my mother, and which she on her deathbed gave to me. Every time I look into its shining surface I see the face of my dear mother, young and beautiful. When my heart aches--and oh! it has ached so much lately--I take out the mirror, and mother's face, with sweet, kind smile, brings me peace, and helps me to bear hard words and cross looks."

Then the man understood and loved his child the more for her filial piety. Even the girl's stepmother, when she knew what had really taken place, was ashamed and asked forgiveness. And this child, who believed she had seen her mother's face in the mirror, forgave, and trouble forever departed from the home.

Sumber : belajar bahasa

The lonely Landy

Kumpulan dongeng bahasa inggris

Dongeng bahasa inggris -The lonely Landy story

One day, there was a porcupine named Landy. He was lonely. No one wanted to play with him because they were afraid of his spikes.
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“Dear Landy, we don’t want to play with you because your spikes are too sharp. We don’t want you to hurt us,” said Cici the rabbit one day.
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“Cici is right. Landy. It is not because you’re

bad or rude to us. No, Landy. Just because of your spikes. They will stab us if we are close to you,” said Tito the rooster.
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Landy left lonely, landy spent most of the time daydreaming at the river bank, “I would be happy if there were no spikes on my body.”
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Suddenly, Kuku the turtle appeared from the river. He came to Landy and said, “Landy, what are you thinking of?”

“Oh, nothing,” Landy replied.

“Don’t lie to me, Landy! Who knows I can help you,” said Kuku wisely. Then he sat beside Landy. He wasn’t afraid of Landy’s spikes.
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Shortly, Landy told his problem, Kuku nodded his head. He said, “Poor you. But it isn’t your fault. I know , your spikes are very useful and helpful for you. They will realize it someday. Trust me!”
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“Thanks, Kuku. You are my best friend.”

One day, Koko the frog held his birthday party, he invited all his friends, including Landy. But he decided not to come. He didn’t want to mess up the party.

“I’ll come with you, Landy. I’ll tell everyone that you are harmless,” said Kuku. Finally, Landy attended the party. everyone enjoy it.
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Suddenly Tito screamed, “Help … help …..! the evil wolf is coming. Save yourself!” Then, everyone saved their live, except Kuku and Landy. Kuku pulled his head and his leg into his shell. And Landy rolled his body into a ball.
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Unintentionally, the evil wolf touched Landy. Of course, the spike pricked him. He screamed “Ouch!” since his foot was bleeding, he didn’t chase Landy’s  friend any longer. Then, he ran away.

“Horray …. Horray …. ! long live Landy! He saved our lives,” said Cici and her friends. They thanked him from then on. Landy wasn’t lonely anymore.

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The old Grandfather and his Grandson

The old Grandfather and his Grandson story

Once upon a time, there was a very old grandfather. His eyes were almost blind, his ears were deaf and his knees shock. When he sat at the table, he could not hold the spoon strongly, he spilled soup on the tablecloth. Besides, some of his soup would run back out of his mouth.

His son and his son’s wife were annoyed. Finally, they made the old grandfather sat in the corner behind the stove. They gave him not enough food in a clay bowl. He sat there and looked at them sadly. He was almost crying.

One day, the old grandfather could not hold the bowl because his hands were too weak. The bowl fell to the ground and broke. The woman scolded him. However, the old grandfather did not say anything. He could only cry. Then, they bought hi a wooden bowl and made him eat from it.

Once the husband and wife were sitting in the dining room, their four-years-old son put together some pieces of wood on the flour. His father asked him what he was doing. The little child said that he was making a bowl for his father and mother to eat from when he became an adult.

The man and the woman looked at each other. They began to cry. They brought the old grandfather to the table immediately. Since then, they always let him eat there. If he spilled a little, they did not say anything.

Adapted from “Scanffolding Englidh for Grade VIII Junior High School (SMP/MTs)

The tiger, the monkey, and the mousedeer story

The tiger, the monkey, and the mousedeer story
(Favourite story from Malaysia)

There was a tiger whose greatest friend was a monkey. One day, the tiger went away fo a holyday and told the monkey to look after his cave. A mousedeer, his wife and family came to live in the cave.

“you can’t do that,” said the monkey. “This cave belongs to the King of the Forest.”

“Oh, does it?” the mousedeer replied. “My father lived here long

before the tiger come. Anyway, I’m not afraid of the tiger, he’s only a paper tiger to me.”

He told his wife what to do when the tiger returned. “You must make our babies cry. I’ll then ask you why they’re crying. You must say that they want to eat tiger meat,”

A few days later, the monkey heard that the tiger was coming home. He ran to meet him. “The mousedeer’s living in your cave.” He told him. “He says he’s not afraid of you and that you’re only a paper tiger.”

“Is that so?” growled the tiger. “I’ll soon teach hi a lesson.”

The tiger did not believe that the small mousedeer could be so brave. He crept up to the cave.

The mousedeer’s children were crying loudly, “Keep quiet,” said Mrs. Mousedeer ”Your father will soon get some tiger meat for you.”

Then tiger heard this and ran back to the monkey.

“I thought that mousedeer only ate grass and vegetables,” he said. “But Mrs. Mousedeer said that her husband would soon get some tiger meat to feed their children. Perhaps the mousedeer has changed?”

“Don’t worry,” the monkey replied, “They’re only saying that to frightened you. The mousedeer is not big and strong. He can’t fight.”

The next day, the tiger went to the cave again. The mousedeer’s children were again crying.

“Tell them to kept quiet,” said the mousedeer to his wife. “We shall certainly get some tiger meat today. The monkey has promised to send the tiger here.”

When the tiger heard this, he became very angry with his friend, he quickly run after the monkey and killed him.

The tiger did not go back to the cave, and the mousedeer and his family lived there happily ever after.