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5 years ago Mahua heard a small baby calling Mummy, but she couldn't understand where the voice was coming from. She asked her bro & sister in law but they also couldn't see where the voice was coming from. Even Didi couldn’t see where the sound was coming from. Mahua then asked Jaja, Juju & Deeda if they could hear the voice. Then Jaja & Juju mentioned that the sound is coming from a place little far from here, called Khed Gaon. Jaja said, in Khed Gaon we have to go to a place called Mukti Mission where there is a small 4 Month baby calling you. Then Jaja & Mahua quickly sat in the Mercedes, drove to this place & there we followed the sound & saw a little bundle of cuteness calling out & searching for her Mummy with her big eyes with her two fingers in her mouth. Mahua then picked up that small bundle & they both looked at each other & they both smiled at each other & that small little girl was Aadya. & that’s how Mahua became Mummy to Aadya & both of them live happily ever after.

Айым любит играть в теннис, а также занимается активно спортом. Айым очень любит рисовать

"Meet Sabriya! She's a sweet little girl who loves her name. Join her as she introduces herself, shows her age with her fingers, and describes her pretty eyes and hair. A perfect story for little ones learning to talk about themselves."

Experience the wonder of nature through all four seasons in a special forest that changes in magical ways.

boy goes to sleep and is being called by a kind voice. The voice wants to show him hidden secrets. The voice loves him. When he awakes, he know divine secrets.

Era um inverno rigoroso quando a família Cardoso chegou à pequena vila histórica em Portugal. A neve cobria os telhados das casas antigas, e o ar estava impregnado com o aroma de lenha queimando nas lareiras.

ele olhando para sua bola e brincando

In Whispering Woods, a clever squirrel named Squeaky loved to gather acorns, leaves, and berries, keeping everything for himself. One day, a tiny bird named Chirpy, with a hurt wing, asked Squeaky for help to gather twigs for his nest. Squeaky, too focused on collecting acorns, refused. Later, Squeaky met wise Oliver the owl, who explained that the forest thrived on kindness. Ignoring the advice, Squeaky continued hoarding, only to find his acorns mysteriously disappearing. Panicked, Squeaky rushed back to Oliver, who reminded him of the forest's magic: “When you help others, the forest helps you in return.” Feeling guilty, Squeaky helped Chirpy build a cozy nest, and to his surprise, his acorns reappeared. From that day, Squeaky learned the true power of kindness, sharing his treasures and helping others. The forest grew brighter, and everyone was happier, as they all discovered that kindness is the greatest treasure of all.

Skater Girl emphasizes the importance of safety while skating. Children learn about wearing helmets, knee pads, and other safety gear to protect themselves while enjoying skateboarding with Skater Girl.

Rosaly la Vida en Colores es un libro inspirado en la vida de una niña real de Bogotá, Colombia, llamada Rosaly. Su enfoque es crear y promocionar contenido educativo y empoderador para niñas, utilizando un lenguaje sencillo, amigable y divertido. Rosaly nació prematuramente, lo cual es un elemento clave en su historia. Ella disfruta de la música y tiene recuerdos especiales en Tierra Caliente con su bisabuela. El contenido generado por este libro debe reflejar el gusto por la musica por lo artistico, enfocarse en elevar la autoestima de las niñas y ser siempre impactante y divertido, con un enfoque en el empoderamiento y la educación

a silent shelf for animals to put away their phone and immerse themselves in monotask reading, gaining back the attention

Once upon a time in the heart of Arizona, there was a special cat named Rocky with a long, fluffy ringtail. Rocky wasn't just any cat; he was the guardian of the iconic Arizona Biltmore Hotel. Every evening, as the sun began to dip below the horizon, Rocky would emerge from his cozy hiding spot to begin his nightly patrol of the hotel grounds. With his keen eyes and silent paws, Rocky roamed the lush gardens and winding pathways of the Biltmore, keeping a watchful eye on all the children staying as guests. He would leap gracefully from tree to cactus, his ringtail swaying behind him like a fluffy flag, as he scanned the area for any signs of trouble. Rocky's presence brought comfort to the children, knowing they had a furry friend watching over them as they played and explored the hotel's beautiful surroundings. Sometimes, Rocky would even join in on their games, chasing after shadows and batting at falling leaves, his playful antics bringing smiles to their faces.

Navigating the teen years can feel like walking through a minefield, but it doesn’t have to be. In this concise, actionable guide, you’ll discover the Top 5 Proven Tips to break down barriers and build stronger, more meaningful connections with your teenager.

1. It was September 11th and Yuehan and John Jr wanted to know why the day was so significant. 2. John Jr went to his computer and learned about the year 2001. 3. September 11, 2001 was the deadliest terrorist attack in history, killing around 3,000 people. The attacks occurred when al-Qaeda hijacked four planes and flew two into the World Trade Center in New York City, one into the Pentagon, and the fourth into a field in Pennsylvania. 4. In response to the attacks, the United States waged the multi-decade global war on terror to eliminate hostile groups deemed terrorist organizations, as well as the foreign governments purported to support them, in Afghanistan, Iraq, Syria, and several other countries. 5. Ringleader Mohamed Atta flew American Airlines Flight 11 into the North Tower of the World Trade Center complex in Lower Manhattan at 8:46 a.m.[h] Seventeen minutes later, at 9:03,[i] the World Trade Center's South Tower was hit by United Airlines Flight 175. Both 110-story skyscrapers collapsed within an hour and forty-one minutes,[j] bringing about the destruction of the remaining five structures in the WTC complex and damaging or destroying nearby buildings. American Airlines Flight 77 flew towards Washington, D.C. and crashed into the Pentagon at 9:37 a.m., causing a partial collapse. The fourth and final flight, United Airlines Flight 93, also changed course towards Washington, believed by investigators to target either the United States Capitol or the White House. Alerted to the previous attacks, the passengers revolted against the hijackers who then crashed the aircraft into a Stonycreek Township field, near Shanksville, Pennsylvania, at 10:03 am.

It is about the brown farm dog and a little lamb in the farm.

Jake loves to get down and dirty to play soccer but his scalp is always itchy afterwards. After learning about hygiene he started washing his hair and realized washing his scalp stops the itching and he can now run free and play soccer without getting itchy.

Once upon a time, there was a gentle bear named Bramble. Bramble loved his cozy den, the tall trees, and the rivers that sparkled under the sky. He was content with his simple life, happy to wander through the forest and snuggle up at night, thinking his world was perfectly complete. One day, while foraging for berries, Bramble saw a fox darting through the flowers. She was bright and clever, with a coat that shimmered like sunshine. Her name was Lyra, and she moved with such grace that Bramble couldn’t help but feel a little clumsy watching her. When Lyra noticed Bramble, she greeted him with a friendly smile, her golden eyes shining like tiny suns. “Hello, Bramble,” she said. “Why don’t you join me on a stroll?” At first, Bramble felt shy. He’d never met anyone quite like Lyra, so full of life and adventure. But as he walked with her through the meadows and climbed the hills, he began to feel a spark of excitement he hadn’t felt before. Lyra showed him how to dance in the rain, how to look up at the stars, and how to chase the wind. For the first time, Bramble noticed how wonderful it was to learn and grow. He wanted to become stronger, kinder, and even a little braver, just so he could keep up with his new friend. As the seasons passed, Bramble began to change. His steps became lighter, his heart more open, and his smile a little brighter each day. When winter came, Bramble invited Lyra to his cozy den, sharing stories and laughter as snowflakes drifted outside. And in that warmth, Bramble realized something special: Lyra had helped him become the very best bear he could be.

Deep in the fog-draped mountains, where the wind howls like a pack of wolves and the pines whisper ancient secrets, there was a cliff known as Elk’s End. The cliff was steep and sheer, plunging down into a misty abyss. But people didn’t come for the view—they came for the elk. This was no ordinary elk. Larger than any they'd ever seen, his antlers twisted like tree branches against the sky, and his coat shimmered with an ethereal glow that sparkled faintly in the moonlight. But the elk appeared only on the darkest nights, his hooves leaving no prints, his eyes gleaming with an unsettling intelligence. Legend had it that the elk was the spirit of an old mountain guide who had met a tragic end in a blizzard on that very cliffside. Now he wandered back and forth along the ledge, luring curious onlookers with his haunting, majestic form. People came from towns far and wide, enchanted by rumors of the ghostly elk who waited on the cliff’s edge. They’d drive up the road, and stare, mouths agape, hypnotized by the strange and beautiful creature. But as they stared, he would give a tilt of his head, like he was inviting them closer… just a little closer… And without realizing, they'd creep forward, caught in his gaze as if bewitched. The road sloped down, gravity pulling them toward that dizzying edge as if guided by an invisible hand. Mesmerized by the elk, they'd drift until there was nothing left beneath them but empty air. Some say that as they fell, they’d hear a low, mournful bellow echoing through the chasm, as if the elk was bidding them farewell. They never saw the bottom of Elk’s End. And if you go out there on a cold, clear night, you might just see the elk yourself—his great, spectral form glowing softly, waiting to lead one more soul down into the misty abyss.

Chensan was a lively and cheerful boy. He lived within the old walled village of Longxue Head, where his family's ancestral hall had been built beside the walls for generations. Every day after school, Chensan would go play at the gate of the ancestral hall. The moss-covered ancient stone steps in front of the hall was where Chensan liked to jump around, pretending he was a dragon. Chensan's best playmate was Meihu, a girl from the neighboring village who grew up there. They often went together to the Tianhou Temple in Longxue Head to play, looking at the candles and offerings in front of the statues. Chensan found everything in the Tianhou Temple novel. Sometimes, he and Meihu would also go to the ancient well at the entrance of the village to have water fights. It was Chensan's tenth birthday and he was excited for the lantern lighting ceremony. That night, dressed in traditional attire, he carried a torch and incense burner as he walked to the Deng Gong Shrine in Songling. It was Chensan's first time entering the majestic shrine hall, and he was amazed. Under the light of the flames, the glittering wall paintings appeared one by one before his eyes. After the lantern lighting ceremony ended, Chensan and his family went to the Tianhou Temple to pay respects. On the way home, the moon hung high in the sky, bathing the ancient walled village in an unusually peaceful glow. For the first time, Chensan developed a deep fondness for the traditional culture of his hometown. As Chensan grew older, he began to learn more about the history and culture of Longxue Head. From the village head and other elders, he heard the origins of the walled village, shrine halls, and Tianhou Temple. Chensan also started researching how to preserve these important cultural heritages that represent the local traditions...