Short Story for boys and girls written by: Raúl Simao Ferraz.


….”Follow me! I will wait for you at the top of that mountain!”

And he flew away. The turtle did not hesitate to go to that distant place.

She walked through places she had never been before, saw things she had never seen before, and heard noises that were new for her.


Finally, after making a big effort, she arrived to the top of the mountain, where the bird was waiting for her. With her head lowered, looking at the ground, tired from her difficult journey, she recognized the bird´s legs and looked up at him.


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Short Stories for Kids written by: Raúl Simao Ferraz.

This is my story, the story of a turtle with no fear, a turtle with no fear that wanted to fly. I´m not saying she wasn’t scared but I am saying she was brave, and her enthusiasm for flying was stronger than her fear to try it.

Every morning, after eating, she used to go to the beach. There, she walked slowly on the sand, feeling every grain between her toes, taking the same way as always, until she arrived at a stone where she used to spend many hours.


She could feel the immensity of the world from there. The bay was eternally swirling without rest, and together with the sea, the wind whispered its music from the bottom of the earth to the top of the mountains, and they left some of the musical notes for herself.


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Short Story for kids written by: Miguel Angel Motta.

Once upon a time…

There was a boy called John who really loved going to the beach. One day he went with all his family to spend the day on a beach nearby.

He enjoyed playing on the sand and in the water so much  and was very happy to be there that day.

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He was so happy that he could not stop smiling, rolling around in the sand and splashing around in the water, jumping and laughing without pause.


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Short Story written by: Valeria Nema

Thomas is a special dog. He has black eyes, his hair is black except his paws, which are white and this makes it look like he is wearing socks.

He lives on a beautiful beach where he sometimes swims alone in the calm water, and at other times is with other people swimming and playing.

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Short Story for kids, written by: Antonella Martinez Piriz.

A long time ago, there was a girl called Eve who lived with her father. Her dream was to go to the beach. She really wanted to be there.

When she arrived at school she asked her friend if she had been to the beach. Her friend told her how beautiful t was and how Eve was going to love it when she could see it.


Then Eve went home, took out her bike and rode to the beach. It was really, really far, but she didn’t care because it was her dream. Continue reading…


On a faraway beach there lived a giant turtle named Mary: Mary the great turtle.  She was one of those turtles that can live for up to 200 years.

Mary was only 7 years old, but she was the size of an adult turtle.  She was a very healthy eater. She ate all the good seaweed from the ocean, which made her grow strong, healthy and big. Mary loved to eat. She would never skip a meal.

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One day, Mary’s friend Crocky the crab (have you read the story of Crocky the Tanned Crab?), saw her eating and decided to go and eat with her. Crocky went to Mary and started to eat some of the seaweed the waves brought up to the shore. Continue reading…


Once upon a time there was a crab that lived on a beach in southern Spain. The other crabs called him Croqui, because he loved to cover himself in the sand, a bit like a croquette.

Croqui loved sunlight and when summer came he went mad about getting the best place on the beach to sunbathe. He was always very tanned, but he never listened to the older crabs’ advice.

The adult crabs always told him to put on sun cream to stop himself from getting sunburnt on his shell, but he would say that it wouldn’t do him any harm.

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One splendid hot summer’s day, Croqui was sunbathing when suddenly he began to smell burning. “What could that be?” he thought. Then he realised that smoke was coming from one of his claws, and that it was scorched. So he raced into the sea to cool off. Continue reading…


Just as they did every summer, Charlie, his sister and his parents were off to their beach house where they would spend the whole summer until Charlie and Laura began school again in September.

Every day they would go to the beach, so the idea was to get up very early so as to be first on the beach and be able to choose a spot without a single beach umbrella to spoil their view.

But unfortunately they were never the first to arrive, for Charlie was a lazy-bones. Even though he had an alarm that was so loud it would wake up their neighbours, it was never enough to get him out of bed.

When his mother saw that Charlie hadn’t got up, she would march into his room to tell him that if he didn’t get up they would go to the beach without him. Well, that always made him leap out of bed like a flash of lightning

Charlie liked playing with his sister on the shore by the waves; he especially loved making sand castles, but his parents wouldn’t let him go because their beach umbrella was right at the back of the beach and their view of the shore was blocked by hundreds more parasols.

This made Charlie very angry with his parents, so he spent all morning under their beach umbrella staring at all the people in front of them and not saying a word. Continue reading…