It is a wonderful morning and here we are!

The respected judges, the loyal time-keeper, dear

teachers and fellow friends. Good morning, I am ________________________, and I will be telling
you a story entitled The Old Witch.
There was once a little girl who was very obstinate and disobedient. How could such a girl be
happy? One day, she said to her parents, “I have heard so much of the old witch that I will go and see
her. People say that she is a wonderful old woman and has many marvelous things in her house and I
am very curious to see them.”

Her parents, however, forbade her from going, saying, “The witch is a wicked old woman who
performs many ungodly deeds and if you go near her, you are no longer a child of ours!”

The girl however would not turn back at her parents’ command. But went to witch’s house. When
she arrived there the woman asked her, “Why are you so pale?”

“Ah!!!”, she replied, trembling all over, “I am so frightened with what I have just seen!” “And what
did you see?” inquired the old witch.
“I saw a black man on your steps” “That was the collier”, replied the witch.
“Then I saw a grey man.” “That was a sportsman”, said the old witch.
“After him I saw a blood-red man”. “That was a butcher”, replied the woman.

“But, oh! I was most terrified”, continued the girl, “When I peeped through your window, and saw non
but a creature with a fiery head.”

“Then you have seen the witch in her proper dress”, said the old woman; “for you, I have long waited
and now you shall give me light.”
So saying she changed the girl into a block of wood and then threw it into the fire. She sat down
on the hearth and said “And now for once it burns brightly!”

Remember my dear friends, one who disobeys one’s parents’ words will soon get into problems.
Thank you very much.
 A Poor Woodcutter, the title of my story for today. The respected judges, the loyal time-keeper,
dear teachers and fellow friends. Greetings and good morning to everyone, Hello, I am
________________________.

Once upon a time there was a poor woodcutter. He was very poor but he was always
honest. One hot day, he took his axe and went inside the nearby forest in search of wood.
After searching for a long time, he found one good tree near a river inside the forest.
“ Hemm.. this tree is good. I can get lots of firewood”
So, the woodcutter started to work.
„Swish, swoosh, swish swoosh..”
„Plop..”
Oh no! As the woodcutter was cutting the woods, his axe slipped from his hands and fell
inside the river. The river was very deep. So he couldn't get into the water to take his axe
out. He started crying.
“ Oh..oh..what am I going to do?”
“ I have lost my precious axe. Oh dear, oh dear..”
Suddenly, a beautiful angel appeared from inside the river water.
“ Why are crying my dear woodcutter?” She asked.
“ Oh, I have lost my axe…now I won‟t be able to cut woods anymore.”

The woodcutter told her how his axe fell inside the water. The angel went inside the
water and after sometime came out with a golden axe in her hands. The woodcutter
refused to accept that golden axe.

The angel again went inside the water. This time she came out with a silver axe and gave
it to the woodcutter. Again the woodcutter refused saying that his was not a silver axe.

The angel dived into the water. This time she came out with the woodcutter's iron axe.
The woodcutter happily accepted his axe and thanked the angel. The angel was pleased
with his honesty. The angel rewarded the gold and the silver axes to that woodcutter.

Dear friends, bear in mind that honesty always gets rewarded.

 It is a wonderful morning and here we are! The respected judges, the loyal time-keeper, dear
teachers and fellow friends. Good morning, I am ________________________, and I will be telling
you a story entitled The Shepherd Boy and The Wolf.
Once there was a shepherd boy who had to look after a flock of sheep. One day, he felt bored
and decided to play a trick on the villagers. He shouted, “Help! Wolf! Wolf!”

The villagers heard his cries and rushed out of the village to help the shepherd boy. When they
reached him, they asked, “Where is the wolf?” The shepherd boy laughed loudly, “Ha, Ha, Ha! I
fooled all of you.
I was only playing a trick on you.”

A few days later, the shepherd boy played this trick again.
Again he cried, “Help! Help! Wolf! Wolf!” Again, the villagers rushed up the hill to help him and again
they found that boy had tricked them. They were very angry with him for being so naughty. The
villagers then return to their homes.

Then, sometime later, a wolf went into the field. The wolf attacked one sheep, and then another
and another. The shepherd boy ran towards the village shouting, “Help! Help! Wolf! Help! Somebody!”

The villagers heard his cries but they laughed because they thought it was another trick. The boy
ran to the nearest villager and said, “A wolf is attacking the sheep. I lied before, but this time it is
true!”

Finally, the villagers went to look. It was true. They could see the wolf running away and many dead
sheep lying on the grass.

My friends! We may not believe someone who often tells lies, even when he tells the truth. That is
the moral value that we can learn from this story. Thank you.
 The Giving Tree the title of my story for today. The respected judges, the loyal time-keeper, dear
teachers and fellow friends. Greetings and good morning to everyone, Hello, I am
________________________.
Once upon a time, there lived a big mango tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it
everyday. He climbed to the tree top, ate the mangoes, took a nap under the shadow… He loved the
tree and the tree loved to play with him. Time went by, The little boy grew, and he no longer played
around the tree. One day, the boy came back to the tree with a sad look on his face. “Come and play
with me,” the tree asked the boy. “I am no longer a kid, I don’t play around trees anymore.” The boy
replied, “I want toys. I need money to buy them.” “Sorry, I don’t have money… but you can pick all my
mangoes and sell them so you will have money.” The boy was so excited. He picked all the mangoes
on the tree and left happily. The boy didn’t come back. The tree was sad.

One day, the boy grown into a man returned. The tree was so excited. “Come and play with me,”
the tree said. “I don’t have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can
you help me?” “Sorry, I don’t have a house, but you can chop off my branches to build your house.”
So the man cut all the branches off the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but
the boy didn’t come back afterward. The tree was again lonely and sad.

One hot summer day, the man returned and the tree was delighted. “Come and play with me!”
The tree said. “I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?”
“Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy.” So the man cut the tree trunk
to make a boat. He went sailing and didn’t come back for a long time.

Finally, the man returned after he had been gone for so many years. “Sorry, my boy, but I don’t have
anything for you anymore. No more mangoes to give you.” The tree said. “I don’t have teeth to bite,”
the man replied. “No more trunk for you to climb on.” “I am too old for that now,” the man said.
“I really can’t give you anything, the only thing left is my dying roots,” the tree said with sadness. “I
don’t need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years,” the man replied. “Good!
Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and rest. Come sit down with me and rest.” The boy sat
down and the tree was glad and smiled.

Dear friends, the tree in this story symbolizes our parents. They are willing to sacrifice everything in
order to provide us shelter and protection. We must love and cherish them before it is too late. Thank
you.