#childrensstories

[drcarmel]

Clockwork City - The Birthday Party (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1414971578-clockwork-city-the-birthday-party?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=DRCarmel Still plotting. Will update soon. Thought the cover looked cool!

#childrensbook #childrensstories #childrensstory #fantasybook #fantasystory #kidlit #kidsbook #kidsbooks #middlegrade #fantasy #books #wattpad #amreading

[dollyscastle]

My first illustrated story, Five More Minutes.

#illustration #story #storytelling #storytime #childrens books #childrensstories #art #storyteller

[suzanenemeth]

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[gulhidayat]

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[masterpromotional]

शायरी

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[dianemerrillwiggintonwritesbooks]

#children's books #childrensstories #children's literature #children's illustration #Just won 1st award for new children's book from Literary Titans and it was GOLD/I had Amazing illustrator Nestor Taylor from Spain #https://books2read.com/u/31697W

[thechildrensmagazine8086]

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[shortstories4kids]

Icarus and Daedalus

Long ago in ancient Greece there lived a very clever man named Daedalus. He was a great inventor and a skillful engineer and architect. Daedalus planned magnificent buildings that even had running water in the bathrooms. He was very proud of his skill. Daedalus left Athens, the city of his birth, and went to the island of Crete in the blue Aegean Sea. He took with him his young son, Icarus. King Minos of Crete commanded Daedalus to build a labyrinth, or maze, to imprison a fearful monster called the Minotaur. The Minotaur is a monster that is half-man and half-bull. Daedalus built the huge labyrinth underneath the king's stone palace. The labyrinth had so many false turns and dead-ends that no one who entered it could ever find a way out.

When the labyrinth was finished, the angry Minotaur was sealed inside it. When the Minotaur roared, the palace shook. The king was satisfied that the monster was safely locked away. Daedalus had been on Crete for a long time. He wanted to return home. So he went to King Minos and said, "Great King, with your permission, I shall take my leave. My work is done, and I wish to return to Athens with my son." "You will do no such thing," said King Minos. "You know the secret of the labyrinth. How do I know you won't tell somebody how to find the way through the twisting passageways?" "I pledge that I will do no such thing!" protested Daedalus.

But the king ordered his guards to seize Daedalus and Icarus. The father and son were locked in a tall tower at the very edge of the palace grounds.Despite all of the good Daedalus had done for the king, Daedalus and Icarus were kept under close guard in the prison tower. It would have done them no good to escape the tower, because King Minos also ruled the surrounding seas. The king's soldiers inspected every ship that left the shores of Crete. And if they were caught escaping, they would be sent to the labyrinth. "Father, are we going to be locked in this tower forever?" asked Icarus.

"I am a great inventor, Icarus," replied Daedalus. "This certainly is a difficult problem, but I shall think of a solution." After days of being locked in the tower, Daedalus and Icarus needed fresh air. Daedalus climbed the stairway and led Icarus to the rooftop of the tower. Its great height made Daedalus fearful for Icarus' safety. From the rooftop, Daedalus and Icarus watched the gulls and eagles soaring and gliding through the air. The birds flew very close to the tower. Daedalus studied with fascination the birds' wings as they flew. "Icarus, my son, I have an idea," said Daedalus. "King Minos may rule the land and the sea, but he does not rule the air!" "What do you mean?" asked Icarus. "Only birds can fly through the air." "That is because they have wings!" said Daedalus. "I want you to help me catch some birds. We need many feathers of all sizes." Daedalus watched closely the way birds use their wings to take off and fly. He studied the way feathers fit together to cover the birds' wings. He noted the weight and the size of the wings in proportion to their bodies.

Icarus watched his father intently as he laid out a row of long feathers. Then his father laid a row of smaller feathers below that. He sewed them together with linen thread and a needle that he carried in his pouch. Daedalus laid down many more rows of feathers which Icarus held in place for him. Finally, Daedalus softened some beeswax and fastened the rows of feathers together with the wax. At last Daedalus was finished. He held up a beautiful pair of wings! Daedalus tied the wings to his arms and shoulders with thin strips of leather. Cautiously, he fluttered the wings. Daedalus then moved the wings up and down with strong beats. As the wings moved, he could feel himself lifting from the roof of the tower!"Stop, Father! Make my wings now!" Icarus begged.

Daedalus took his wings off and made a smaller set of wings for his son. Again he used wax to fasten many of the feathers. Then he tied the wings to Icarus. "Just watch me first," said Daedalus to his son. "I'll try out the wings. If they work well, we'll both practice flying together." Daedalus spread his wings, flapped them once, and caught the wind. Out he soared from the tower, lifting and falling on the air currents like a bird. Icarus thought his father looked like a god as he flew through the air. The boy couldn't wait any longer to fly himself. Icarus stood on tiptoe at the edge of the tower, flapped his wings, and took off. He swooped and soared, like his father. As he flew, he shouted for joy. "I'm a bird! I'm a god!" he cried.

"Icarus! Go back!" shouted Daedalus. "Go back to the tower!" Daedalus landed on the rooftop and called again to Icarus, "Come back!" The boy circled around the tower twice and did a somersault in the air, before he came back to where his father stood. "Son, we have much to learn about flying. And you have much to learn about obeying your father!" said Daedalus. "We will have to practice to become strong and skillful enough to fly all the way across the Aegean," Daedalus explained. Daedalus and Icarus practiced flying every day. Their muscles became strong. When Daedalus judged that he and Icarus were ready to make the long trip over the sea, he sat Icarus down. "Son, it is important that you heed my words. If you fly too low, too close to the waves," Daedalus explained, "your feathers will get wet. Then, your wings will be too heavy to fly." "And if you fly too high," Daedalus went on, "the heat of the sun will melt the wax that holds your wings together." "I understand, Father," said Icarus, but he was barely listening.

No sooner had his father finished telling Icarus not to fly too low or too high, than the boy ran to the very edge of the rooftop and leapt off. He flapped his outspread wings and headed for the sea with Daedalus close behind him. When the two reached the blue Aegean, Daedalus shouted a reminder to his son. The father and son rode the rising currents of air like birds. They made long, slow turns, first one way and then the other in the brilliant blue sky. After flying contentedly side by side, Daedalus took the lead. Icarus did a somersault in the air, then caught up to his father. Daedalus gestured for Icarus to stay at a safe middle level.

Icarus, however, wanted to fly higher, up to where the gods lived. While Daedalus flew on in front, unaware, Icarus beat his wings hard and rose up and up. The warmth of the sun felt good on his back, and Icarus rose still higher. The same warm sun melted the wax on Icarus' wings. First only a few feathers and then many slipped off of the wings as the wax turned to liquid. Suddenly, Icarus dropped straight down, down into the cold sea. When Daedalus looked back, he could no longer see his son. Alarmed, Daedalus flew about in circles looking for the boy. At last, Daedalus flew close enough to the water to see the feathers floating on the sea. He knew then that his son had drowned. Daedalus wept as he flew alone. If only his son had listened to him, then they would be flying to freedom together. Read the full article

#childrensstories #IcarusandDaedalus #IcarusandDaedalusstory #moralstories

[happythoughtswithstefania]

Not #aardman or #brownbag animation

But still cute. 🤗5 Happy Speckled Frogs, an animated story❣️🐸

#happiness #sleepstoriesforkids #positivity #bedtime stories for children #bedtime #childrensstories #stories for kids #storytelling #stories for children #Youtube

[childrens-pdf-stories-bookshop]

Once upon a time in a peaceful meadow, there lived a young sparrow named Sammy. Sammy was known among his friends as a very shy and timid bird.

#childrensstories #childrens illustration #childrens books

[drcarmel]

Clockwork City - The Perpetual Pearl (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1436193732-clockwork-city-the-perpetual-pearl?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=DRCarmel Still plotting. Will update soon. Thought the cover looked cool!

#childrensbook #childrensstories #childrensstory #fantasybook #fantasystory #kidlit #kidsbook #kidsbooks #middlegrade #fantasy #books #wattpad #amreading

[suzanenemeth]

#writer #author #childrensstories #kidsauthor #shortstories #storybooks #picturebooks #activitybooks #blogger #gratitude #justmythoughts #suzanenemeth #kidslit #kidswriter

[fumi-life]

The peeking kitty👀

Today the little hello kitty decided to take a peek on Totto-chan sitting in her white blazer and red hat.

Sometimes when kitty gets bored of her pastel pink house made of pencil, pen and a unicorn barn, she would peek onto Totto-chan and tell her all about her wonder tales of fantasy and adventure!

Does your hello kitty like peeking too???

#stories #short stories #hello kitty #blissful #childrensstories

[nerfblat]

Reading you one of my favourite little stories just for kicks. Watch it on tiktok, follow the artist/author James Zintel and get your copy of this or any of his other works. Hope you love this read as much as I do.

#storytime #storytelling #childrens books #childrensstories

[strawberryhierophant]

The Worm is a Dream (children's story)

There once was a girl with a worm inside her head. She could not see it. But she could feel it.

"Where did it come from?" she asked.

"I have always been here," the worm replied."

The girl went to her mother.

"Mother, there is a worm in my head."

The mother shook her head.

"There is no worm in your head," the other said, "It is your imagination."

But the girl could feel the worm. It wriggled and squirmed inside her head. She could feel it.

At night, in her bed, she felt it there.

When she fell asleep, the worm spoke to the girl.

"I am a dream," the worm said.

"You are a worm," the girl said.

"I am a great and wonderful dream," the worm said.

And the worm grew larger and larger. It grew more colorful and beautiful. It became a dragon with golden wings.

And the girl rode upon its back.

"You are not a worm," the girl said. She went flying through the air on the Dragon's back.

"I am a worm," the Dragon said, "I am a worm and a dream."

In the morning, the girl woke up back in her bed. She felt around inside her head with her thoughts. She was looking for the Dragon.

But she only found the worm.

"You are only a worm after all," the girl said.

"I am a dream," the worm said.

The girl went to her mother.

"I have a dream in my head," the girl told her mother.

"That's fine," the mother said, smiling.

"It is only a worm," the girl said. "But it can change into a great dragon."

"That's very fine," the mother said, smiling.

At night, the girl lay in her bed.

"What are you?" the girl asked the worm.

"That is up to you."

"You are a dream," the girl said.

"That's fine," the worm said.

"And a dragon," the girl said.

"That's very fine," the worm said.

"Is that all?" the girl asked.

"No," the worm said. "There is more."

And the girl fell asleep. And the worm grew larger and larger. It looked more and more beautiful. It became a rainbow in the sky.

The girl walked across the worm's colorful back.

"You are a rainbow," she said.

"That's fine," the rainbow said.

"Or something else," the girl said. "You are something in my head."

"That's true," the rainbow said.

And the rainbow grew. And the girl walked across its back.

And it moved up.

Up.

Up to the sun.

And the girl walked upon the sun.

"It does not burn my feet," she said, laughing.

The sun was soft beneath her feet. It was gold and warm.

And the girl walked across the golden sun. It was a dream.

And the girl woke up.

And the worm was no longer in her head.

"After all," the girl said to her mother, "The worm was merely a dream."

"It was merely a dream," the mother said.

"It was in my head," the girl said, "and now it is not."

"That's true," the mother said.

And the girl laughed with her mother. They looked out the window. Outside, the sun was shining.

The world was covered in gold.

#shortstory #childrens literature #childrens books #childrensstories

[jeweled-weevil]

Ok I have a faint memory of a short story, probably in a children's literature magazine. Something about a colorful cave and a girl. Maybe dragons. I remember the picture more than the plot. The crystals came alive and like flew away?? Space?

#liturature #lit #childrens books #childrens illustration #childrensliterature #childrensstories #crystals #dinosaur #dragons