<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/"
	xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/"
	>

<channel>
	<title>Short stories &#187; Tales about equality</title>
	<atom:link href="https://www.shortstories.net/for-kids/human-values/tales-about-equality/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>https://www.shortstories.net</link>
	<description>SHORT STORIES .NET</description>
	<lastBuildDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2022 08:28:58 +0000</lastBuildDate>
	<language>en-US</language>
	<sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod>
	<sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency>
	
	<item>
		<title>THREE FRIENDS</title>
		<link>https://www.shortstories.net/children-stories-three-friends/</link>
		<comments>https://www.shortstories.net/children-stories-three-friends/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Sep 2014 18:00:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Short Stories]]></dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Children's stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Respect stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about equality]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about friendship]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tolerance stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Education Stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Stories from our readers]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.shortstories.net/?p=4023</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>Short Story written by: Zoila Mariano Faillace There were three friends who really liked spend time together, but one of them was black, and wanted to be white. One of his friends investigated how to turn his friend into a white kid, and found out that there was faraway town where the sea could change<br /><a class="moretag" href="https://www.shortstories.net/children-stories-three-friends/">Continue reading...</a></p>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><strong>Short Story written by: </strong>Zoila Mariano Faillace</em></p>
<p>There were three<strong> friends</strong> who really liked spend time together, but one of them was black, and wanted to be white. One of his friends investigated how to turn his friend into a white kid, and found out that there was faraway town where the<span style="color: #3366ff;"><strong> sea</strong></span> could change the skin color of those <strong>swimming</strong> in it.</p>
<p><img class="size-full wp-image-1138 aligncenter" alt="Short-Story-river" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/river.jpg" width="450" height="338" /></p>
<p><span id="more-4023"></span></p>
<p>He said to his friend:</p>
<p>&#8220;I know how to turn you white&#8221;</p>
<p>And the friend said:</p>
<p>&#8220;Really? how?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;We have to travel to a place where the sea can change your color&#8221;</p>
<p>And the friend said: &#8220;So, let´s go!&#8221;</p>
<p>The three friends began their trip, first by train, had complicated moments, until finally reached the place they had talked about.</p>
<p>What a surprise when realized that the sea was a <strong>chocolate</strong> sea, were excited and got swept up in their wishes, and two of them ended up in the chocolate sea, eating that delicious chocolate.</p>
<p>&#8220;friends, go out, so I can go inside to change my color&#8221;</p>
<p>They said: &#8220;come in, we will swim together&#8221;</p>
<p>He went into the sea, later, when they all were satisfied, went out, and the white kids realized that they were the ones that had changed their color instead of the black kid, they began to cry and said:</p>
<p>&#8220;We are so<strong> sorry</strong>, we just wanted you to be like us, God, help us to solve this, we will <strong>respect people</strong> as they are, we did not realize that what is in the heart is what matters&#8221;.</p>
<p>Little by little, the chocolate on their bodies was melting. They looked to the sky and said thanks to God. The kids learnt the lesson.</p>
<p><strong>THE END</strong></p>
<p><em><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><strong>Moral of the story:</strong></span> Skin color does not matter, what matters is how we are inside our hearts. Religion, skin color or habits do not matter.</em></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong style="line-height: 1.5;"><a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-infantil-los-tres-amigos/" target="_blank"><img style="vertical-align: middle; border-width: 0px;" alt="Cuento infantil en español" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/Cuentos-infantiles-espanol.png" /></a> <a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-infantil-los-tres-amigos/" target="_blank">Cuento en español</a></strong></p>
<p>Share this short story for kids with your friends on Facebook, Google +, or Twitter with the buttons you&#8217;ll find at the end of the story. Thank you!</p>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>https://www.shortstories.net/children-stories-three-friends/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>BLACK AND WHITE</title>
		<link>https://www.shortstories.net/bedtime-story-black-white/</link>
		<comments>https://www.shortstories.net/bedtime-story-black-white/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Sep 2014 17:00:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Short Stories]]></dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Children's stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about equality]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about friendship]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about understanding]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tolerance stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Education Stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[School Stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Stories from our readers]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.shortstories.net/?p=3696</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>Short Story written by: Viviana Martinez (Colombia) Hi mum, I am going to tell you something that happened to me today at nursery school. Imagine for a minute that I was the new girl at school and everybody saw me differently but that I was in the middle of everything; Do you know what, mummy?,<br /><a class="moretag" href="https://www.shortstories.net/bedtime-story-black-white/">Continue reading...</a></p>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><strong>Short Story written by: </strong>Viviana Martinez (Colombia)</em></p>
<p>Hi <strong>mum</strong>, I am going to tell you something that happened to me today at <strong>nursery school</strong>. Imagine for a minute that I was the new girl at school and everybody saw me differently but that I was in the middle of everything; <em>Do you know what, mummy?</em>, I met a skinny girl, with long, black hair like <strong>Rapunzel</strong>´s, but also curly. She has chocolate coloured skin and a heart full of <strong>love</strong> and happiness, and she hugged me with her soft arms.</p>
<p><img class="size-full wp-image-215 aligncenter" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/Short-stories-Springtime-and-the-flowers.jpg" alt="Short stories - Springtime and the flowers" width="450" height="338" /></p>
<p><span id="more-3696"></span></p>
<p>Today, we played on the swings. I pushed her first and then she did the same for me. We ran around the fields and ate a huge raisin ice-cream, the one I really like. Then, we ate a soup like the soup you usually cook for me with delicious blackberry juice.</p>
<p>The <strong>teacher</strong> laid us on a feather mattress and we closed our eyes little by little, while nice music was playing and so we slept like angels for an hour.</p>
<p>Then we opened our eyes slowly, thanks to our teacher, who carefully whispered us: &#8220;It´s time to wake up, it´s time to wake up&#8221;.</p>
<p>We stretched out and went to have a snack. It was a glass with milk that had something at the bottom, which I later discovered were corn grains. I tasted it, but I didn&#8217;t like it. But, as you had told me this morning that I had to eat everything, I closed my eyes, opened my mouth and drank it.</p>
<p>We went back to the hall and our teacher combed our hair and organized the end of the<strong> school day</strong>. While she was making my braid, I asked her why Juliet&#8217;s skin was coloured like chocolate, and mine was white like snow and I wondered if I had to eat lots of sweets and chocolate biscuits to be like my little friend.</p>
<p>The teacher told me that there are lots of kids that are snow coloured and chocolate coloured in the world, but that we are very similar in our ideas and thoughts and that we have the same rights and obligations <strong>independent of our skin color.</strong></p>
<p>We have to<strong> accept and love people</strong> like Juliet with her chocolate skin and me with my snow skin, and my pair of eyes, my glasses, my <strong>mummy,</strong> everything &#8211; <em>hahaha</em>.</p>
<p>That was today´s adventure and I can´t wait for tomorrow to see my friend. Now I am going to bed, mummy, because tomorrow I will play, sing and dance with my friends and my teacher at nursery school.</p>
<p><strong>THE END</strong></p>
<div align="center"><strong><a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-infantil-negro-y-blanco/" target="_blank"><img style="vertical-align: middle;border-width: 0px" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/Cuentos-infantiles-espanol.png" alt="Cuento infantil en español" /></a> <a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-infantil-negro-y-blanco/" target="_blank">Cuento en español</a></strong></div>
<p>Share this short story for kids with your friends on Facebook, Google +, or Twitter with the buttons you&#8217;ll find at the end of the story. Thank you!</p>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>https://www.shortstories.net/bedtime-story-black-white/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>THAT IS MINE&#8230; THAT IS MINE</title>
		<link>https://www.shortstories.net/mine-mine/</link>
		<comments>https://www.shortstories.net/mine-mine/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2014 15:00:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Short Stories]]></dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Children's stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Obedience stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Parents stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about cooperation]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about equality]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about generosity]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Education Stories]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.shortstories.net/?p=1992</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>There were two brothers who got along very well except when a new toy or any curious object appeared, when this happened, the two brothers would start to argue. &#8220;Don´t argue the toy is ours!&#8221; &#8211; their parents would say tired of their bickering. When their parents bought a nutcracker to eat nuts at night, the<br /><a class="moretag" href="https://www.shortstories.net/mine-mine/">Continue reading...</a></p>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There were <strong>two brothers</strong> who got along very well<strong> except when a new toy or any curious object appeared,</strong> when this happened, the two brothers would start to<strong> argue.</strong></p>
<p>&#8220;Don´t argue the toy is ours!&#8221; &#8211; <strong>their parents </strong>would say tired of their bickering.</p>
<p><img class="size-full wp-image-1188 aligncenter" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/CHILDREN.jpg" alt="CHILDREN" width="450" height="338" /></p>
<p><span id="more-1992"></span></p>
<p>When their parents <strong>bought a nutcracker</strong> to eat nuts at night, the two boys wanted to use it. They fought so much over the nutcracker that one of them got his <strong>hands caught</strong> in it, and then it <strong>fell on his brother&#8217;s foot.</strong></p>
<p>Both <strong>started crying</strong> and their parents said: &#8220;That has happened<strong> because of your selfishness.</strong> I hope you two have <strong>learnt your lesson</strong>&#8221; &#8211; and they had.</p>
<p>They had learnt to<strong> share their toys</strong> and things and to<strong> not argue over</strong> every single thing.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><strong>THE END</strong></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<div align="center"><strong><a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-corto-ninos-esto-es-mio-eso-es-mio-hermanos/" target="_blank"><img style="vertical-align: middle;border-width: 0px" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/Cuentos-infantiles-espanol.png" alt="Cuento infantil en español" /></a> <a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-corto-ninos-esto-es-mio-eso-es-mio-hermanos/" target="_blank">Cuento en español</a></strong></div>
<p>Share this short story for kids with your friends on Facebook, Google +, or Twitter with the buttons you&#8217;ll find at the end of the story. Thank you! Stories for kids written by: www.shortstories.net (a pseudonym).</p>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>https://www.shortstories.net/mine-mine/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>2</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>THE GOOD CROCODILE</title>
		<link>https://www.shortstories.net/good-crocodile/</link>
		<comments>https://www.shortstories.net/good-crocodile/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2014 19:00:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Short Stories]]></dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Animal stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Children's stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Respect stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about consideration]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about equality]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about friendship]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about understanding]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Education Stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Food Stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Stories from our readers]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.shortstories.net/?p=1855</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>Short Story written by: Stephany Gabriela (10 years old) In a little town near a river lived a nice crocodile who everybody ignored. People were nice and happy except when with him. An old woman always disturbed him and the rest of the animals used to blame him for everything, even if it wasn´t his fault.<br /><a class="moretag" href="https://www.shortstories.net/good-crocodile/">Continue reading...</a></p>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><strong>Short Story written by: </strong>Stephany Gabriela (10 years old)</em></p>
<p>In a <strong>little town near a river</strong> lived a <strong>nice crocodile</strong> who everybody ignored. <strong>People were nice and happy except when with him.</strong></p>
<p>An old woman <strong>always disturbed him</strong> and the rest of the animals used to blame him for everything, even if it wasn´t his fault.</p>
<p><img class="size-full wp-image-186 aligncenter" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/Short-stories-The-lame-crocodile.jpg" alt="Short stories - The lame crocodile" width="450" height="338" /></p>
<p><span id="more-1855"></span></p>
<p>One day, the poor crocodile was relaxing on the riverbank when a group of <strong>people started to make fun of him</strong>. When a<strong> little boy</strong> saw this, he approached him: &#8220;Don´t worry little crocodile, I will <strong>be your friend</strong>&#8221; &#8211; the crocodile was very happy: &#8220;Thank you so much, now I have a friend.&#8221;.</p>
<p>Weeks passed by and the<strong> crocodile and the child became very good friends</strong>. One morning something strange had happened, somebody had <strong>stolen all the food from all the houses.</strong></p>
<p>The fuss captured the <strong>prince´s attention</strong> and he went to see what was going on: &#8220;Who has done this?&#8221; &#8211; he asked.</p>
<p>&#8211; &#8220;I saw a <strong>toad</strong> enter the houses last night.&#8221; &#8211; said the crocodile</p>
<p>&#8211; &#8220;Then go to his house and see what he is doing.&#8221; &#8211; said the prince</p>
<p>The crocodile went to the toad´s house. When he arrived he saw all the stolen food inside.</p>
<p>He recovered the food and took it back to the houses, and from that day on <strong>everybody in town has respected the crocodile and learnt to not judge anyone before getting to know them.</strong></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><strong><span style="line-height: 1.5">THE END</span></strong></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<div align="center"><strong><a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-el-cocodrilo-bueno/" target="_blank"><img style="vertical-align: middle;border-width: 0px" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/Cuentos-infantiles-espanol.png" alt="Cuento infantil en español" /></a> <a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-el-cocodrilo-bueno/" target="_blank">Cuento en español</a></strong></div>
<p>Share this short story for kids with your friends on Facebook, Google +, or Twitter with the buttons you&#8217;ll find at the end of the story. Thank you!</p>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>https://www.shortstories.net/good-crocodile/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>1</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>THE CAMELS OF THE THREE WISE KINGS</title>
		<link>https://www.shortstories.net/camels-three-wise-kings/</link>
		<comments>https://www.shortstories.net/camels-three-wise-kings/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2014 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Short Stories]]></dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Animal stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Characters and environments]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Christmas stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Moral values]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Short stories for kids]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about cooperation]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about equality]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about friendship]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Adventures Stories]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.shortstories.net/?p=1619</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>At Christmas The Three Wise Kings follow a star to Bethlehem where Jesus was born. They have to arrive at Bethlehem on the sixth of January to present their gifts to the child. One year Melchior´s camel was very tired. He didn´t want to walk any more because the gold he was carrying was heavier than the<br /><a class="moretag" href="https://www.shortstories.net/camels-three-wise-kings/">Continue reading...</a></p>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>At Christmas <strong>The Three Wise Kings</strong> follow a star to <strong>Bethlehem where Jesus was born.</strong></p>
<p>They have to arrive at Bethlehem on <strong>the sixth of January</strong> to present their gifts to the child.</p>
<p><img class="size-full wp-image-1623 aligncenter" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/camel-.jpeg" alt="camel-" width="450" height="264" /></p>
<p><span id="more-1619"></span></p>
<p>One year<strong> Melchior´s camel</strong> was very tired. He didn´t want to walk any more because the<strong> gold he was carrying</strong> was heavier than the <strong>incense and the myrrh.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Balthazar´s camel</strong> also complained. He said that the smell of the incense was very strong and didn&#8217;t make him feel at all well.</p>
<p>Then, <strong>Gaspar´s camel</strong> said: &#8220;Well, I don´t have any problem arrying the myrrh, so we should <strong>share the load out</strong>&#8220;.</p>
<p>That is how the camels <strong>reached an agreement and enjoyed their trip to Bethlehem</strong> with the Three Wise Kings</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><strong>THE END</strong></p>
<p><em><span style="color: #33cccc"><strong>The moral of the story:</strong></span> We have to co-operate with the rest, equality is the basis of friendship and life.</em></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<div align="center"><strong><a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-los-camellos-de-los-reyes-magos/" target="_blank"><img style="vertical-align: middle;border-width: 0px" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/Cuentos-infantiles-espanol.png" alt="Cuento infantil en español" /></a> <a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-los-camellos-de-los-reyes-magos/" target="_blank">Cuento en español</a></strong></div>
<p>Share this short story for kids with your friends on Facebook, Google +, or Twitter with the buttons you&#8217;ll find at the end of the story. Thank you! Stories for kids written by: www.shortstories.net (a pseudonym).</p>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>https://www.shortstories.net/camels-three-wise-kings/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>HANNAH THE DREAMING TURTLE</title>
		<link>https://www.shortstories.net/hannah-dreamer-turtle/</link>
		<comments>https://www.shortstories.net/hannah-dreamer-turtle/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Feb 2014 14:00:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Short Stories]]></dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Animal stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Children's stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Empathy stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Fables for kids]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Moral values]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Short stories for kids]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about effort]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about equality]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about generosity]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Education Stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[The forest Stories]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.shortstories.net/?p=1017</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>Hannah was a turtle who lived in &#8220;Imagination forest&#8221;. One day she had a dream that felt real, so she decided to make it real when she woke up. When her day began, she dressed up as a stone and went to the road that goes to &#8220;Calmed lake&#8221; and stayed there waiting. Only three<br /><a class="moretag" href="https://www.shortstories.net/hannah-dreamer-turtle/">Continue reading...</a></p>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Hannah</strong> was a<strong> turtle</strong> who lived in <strong>&#8220;Imagination forest&#8221;</strong>. One day she had a <strong>dream</strong> that felt real, so she decided to make it real when she woke up.</p>
<p>When her day began, she <strong>dressed up as a stone</strong> and went to the road that goes to<strong> &#8220;Calmed lake&#8221;</strong> and stayed there waiting. Only three people passed by that morning:<strong> &#8220;Daydream&#8221; the squirrel, &#8220;Lively&#8221; the butterfly and &#8220;Explorer&#8221; the deer.</strong></p>
<p><a class="lightbox" href="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/turtle.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-1018 aligncenter" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/turtle-300x225.jpg" alt="turtle" width="300" height="225" /></a></p>
<p>&#8220;Daydream&#8221; was lost in thought and didn&#8217;t even notice that Hannah was there. &#8220;Lively&#8221; jumped over the flowers and dodged Hannah, and &#8220;Explorer&#8221; just smelled her and then left.<span id="more-1017"></span></p>
<p>Hannah realised that it was just like in her dream, <strong>everybody had ignored her</strong>. Suddenly, a<strong> little girl</strong> with a pony tail arrived singing happily. When she saw the<strong> stone</strong> she stopped, caressed it and said: &#8220;Oh, this stone is so soft and <strong>beautiful</strong>, maybe it fell from a car. I will put it <strong>away</strong> so nobody can step on it&#8221;.</p>
<p>Hannah felt satisfied for a moment, but then realised that the girl only cared about what happened to the stone and not about the rest. So Hannah <strong>took off her costume.</strong></p>
<p>The girl was really surprised to see that the stone was actually a turtle. &#8220;My beauty as a stone cannot eclipse my feelings as a <strong>turtle</strong>,&#8221; she said, &#8211; Try to look after everybody&#8221;.</p>
<p>The girl understood what Hannah meant: &#8220;<strong>We are all</strong> <strong>important</strong> in <em>Imagination forest</em> and we have to reach <em>Calmed Lake</em> by helping each other and working together&#8221;.</p>
<p><strong>THE END</strong></p>
<div align="center"><strong><a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-ulica-la-tortuga-sonadora/" target="_blank"><img style="vertical-align: middle;border-width: 0px" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/Cuentos-infantiles-espanol.png" alt="Cuento infantil en espanol" /></a> <a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-ulica-la-tortuga-sonadora/" target="_blank">Cuento en español</a></strong></div>
<p>Share this short story for kids with your friends on Facebook, Google +, or Twitter with the buttons you&#8217;ll find at the beginning or end of the story. Thank you! Stories for kids written by: www.shortstories.net (a pseudonym).</p>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>https://www.shortstories.net/hannah-dreamer-turtle/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>THE NEW BOY IN CLASS</title>
		<link>https://www.shortstories.net/story-the-new-boy-in-class/</link>
		<comments>https://www.shortstories.net/story-the-new-boy-in-class/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2012 10:45:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Short Stories for Kids]]></dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Children's stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Moral values]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about equality]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[School Stories]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.shortstories.net/?p=386</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>It was a summer afternoon, and like most summer afternoons, a group of boys were playing together in a park. They knew each other well, as they had spent the last three years of school together and tomorrow was the start of a new term, about which they were very excited and nervous. The first<br /><a class="moretag" href="https://www.shortstories.net/story-the-new-boy-in-class/">Continue reading...</a></p>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It was a summer afternoon, and like most summer afternoons, a group of <strong>boys </strong>were playing together in a <strong>park</strong>. They knew each other well, as they had spent the last three years of school together and tomorrow was the <strong>start of a new term</strong>, about which they were very excited and nervous.</p>
<p>The first day of school came, and all the boys from the park the day before <strong>were put in the same class.</strong> They jumped for joy all morning long. After lunch, the teacher came into the classroom with a <strong>boy they had never seen before</strong>. He <strong>was from China</strong>, and none of them had ever met anyone from that country.</p>
<p><strong> All the children </strong>were quiet, waiting for the teacher to speak. And this is what she said: &#8220;Hello everyone, this is our newest class member. His name is Meipei and he’s six years old, just like all of you. <strong>Meipei</strong> comes from China, but he knows some English so I hope <strong>you will help him settle in </strong>and make him feel at home.&#8221;</p>
<p><a href="https://www.shortstories.net/story-the-new-boy-in-class/short-stories-the-new-boy-in-class/" rel="attachment wp-att-387"><img class="size-full wp-image-387 aligncenter" title="Short stories - The new boy in class" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/Short-stories-The-new-boy-in-class.jpg" alt="Short stories - The new boy in class" width="450" height="338" /></a></p>
<p>Then one of the children said to Meipei: &#8220;<strong>How come you speak differently?</strong>&#8221; so Meipei answered: &#8220;In my country, we all talk this way. But we’re just the same as you.&#8221;<span id="more-386"></span></p>
<p>The children in the class understood this, and that it also didn’t matter what he looked like, or what colour his skin was, or that he didn’t speak perfect English.</p>
<p>So the new addition to the class helped <strong>everyone learn how to respect new people.</strong> And the boys stayed in the same class for another two years, with Meipei as one of their best friends.</p>
<p><strong>THE END</strong></p>
<p><strong> </strong></p>
<div align="center"><strong><a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-el-nino-extranjero-de-la-clase/" target="_blank"><img style="vertical-align: middle; border-width: 0px;" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/Cuentos-infantiles-espanol.png" alt="Cuento infantil en espanol" /></a> <a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-el-nino-extranjero-de-la-clase/" target="_blank">Cuento en español</a></strong></div>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>https://www.shortstories.net/story-the-new-boy-in-class/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>14</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>GEORGE AND HIS LITTLE BABY SISTER</title>
		<link>https://www.shortstories.net/story-george-and-his-little-baby-sister/</link>
		<comments>https://www.shortstories.net/story-george-and-his-little-baby-sister/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 09:25:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Short Stories for Kids]]></dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Children's stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Love stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Short stories for kids]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about equality]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Adventures Stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Education Stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[People Stories]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.shortstories.net/?p=382</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>My name is George, and I’m going to tell you a story that happened last year just after my birthday. For a few months, I had noticed that mum and dad were acting differently towards me &#8211; they weren’t paying me so much attention. My parents were very happy; they laughed a lot, and even my father,<br /><a class="moretag" href="https://www.shortstories.net/story-george-and-his-little-baby-sister/">Continue reading...</a></p>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My name is George, and I’m going to tell you a story that happened last year just after my birthday. For a few months, I had noticed that mum and dad were acting differently towards me &#8211; they <strong>weren’t paying me so much attention</strong>.</p>
<p>My parents were very happy; they laughed a lot, and even <strong>my</strong> <strong>father</strong>, who is quite serious, <strong>wouldn’t stop cracking jokes </strong>to everyone. I just couldn’t understand <strong>why they were behaving so differently</strong>. Maybe it had to do with <strong>my mum’s growing tummy</strong>&#8230;</p>
<p>One day at breakfast, they said to me: &#8220;George<strong>, we’ve got some good news for you; you’re going to have a little sister!</strong>&#8221;</p>
<p><a href="https://www.shortstories.net/story-george-and-his-little-baby-sister/short-storie-george-and-his-little-baby-sister/" rel="attachment wp-att-383"><img class="size-full wp-image-383 aligncenter" title="Short storie - George and his little baby sister" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/Short-storie-George-and-his-little-baby-sister.jpg" alt="Short storie - George and his little baby sister" width="450" height="338" /></a></p>
<p>&#8220;A little sister? So&#8230; that’s what’s wrong with you!&#8221; I said.</p>
<p>&#8220;What do you mean?&#8221; Dad asked.</p>
<p>&#8220;Well, you’ve been ignoring me because you’re going to have another baby!&#8221; I said.<span id="more-382"></span></p>
<p>Then they put their arms around me and told me <strong>they loved me just as much as ever </strong>and that even though I would have a sister, that would never change. <strong>But they changed</strong>, lots&#8230;</p>
<p>When <strong>Clare </strong>was born, it was like I was invisible. <strong>Mum and dad only paid me attention to scold me </strong>for not having finished my homework before dinner, or for not eating my peas. Day after day, it was like my parents had forgotten about me completely and <strong>they only had time for Clare</strong>.</p>
<p>One day at school in language class, the teacher came to my desk to see how I was getting on with the exercise, and told me: &#8220;<strong>Everything all right, George? You look sad&#8230;</strong>&#8221; For the first time in months, someone was worried about me, so I confided in her: &#8220;<strong>Yes, Miss, ever since my sister was born, my parents have been ignoring me.</strong>&#8221; Then Miss said: &#8220;You don’t have to be sad about that, George. Remember that Clare is just a baby and she’ll need a lot of care until she’s a little older. Don’t worry, your parents love you just the same, or even more!&#8221;</p>
<p>The next day, Dad was waiting for me at the <strong>school gates</strong>, but he wasn’t alone &#8211; my teacher was talking to him. I don’t know what she said to him, but from that day on, my parents started behaving towards me the same as they always had.</p>
<p>So I hope my story helps parents to understand that the love and attention we children need is always the same, no matter what.</p>
<p><strong>THE END</strong></p>
<p><strong> </strong></p>
<div align="center"><strong><a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-jorge-y-su-hermanita-la-bebe/" target="_blank"><img style="vertical-align: middle; border-width: 0px;" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/Cuentos-infantiles-espanol.png" alt="Cuento infantil en espanol" /></a> <a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-jorge-y-su-hermanita-la-bebe/" target="_blank">Cuento en español</a></strong></div>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>https://www.shortstories.net/story-george-and-his-little-baby-sister/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>4</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>STORIES FOR LITTLE GIRLS AND BOYS</title>
		<link>https://www.shortstories.net/story-stories-for-little-girls-and-boys/</link>
		<comments>https://www.shortstories.net/story-stories-for-little-girls-and-boys/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2012 10:17:32 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Short Stories for Kids]]></dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Children's stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Short stories for kids]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about equality]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[School Stories]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.shortstories.net/?p=325</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>In a school many years ago there was a teacher called Maria, who was very strict but knew a lot about reading and language. The children in her class called her &#8220;Miss&#8221; and went around calling &#8220;Miss, Miss!!&#8221; any time they wanted something. In her class there were fourteen boys and fourteen girls, and although<br /><a class="moretag" href="https://www.shortstories.net/story-stories-for-little-girls-and-boys/">Continue reading...</a></p>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In a <strong>school</strong> many years ago there was <strong>a teacher called Maria</strong>, who was very strict but knew a lot about <strong>reading </strong>and<strong> </strong>language. The <strong>children </strong>in her class called her &#8220;Miss&#8221; and went around calling &#8220;Miss, Miss!!&#8221; any time they wanted something. In her class there were fourteen boys and fourteen girls, and although the boys usually made more noise, normally everyone behaved very well.</p>
<p>One day, &#8220;Miss&#8221; Maria asked one of the boys, Peter, to read a children’s story. Peter began reading the children’s tale, which went like this: &#8220;<span style="text-decoration: underline;">In a far-off land there was once a sweet young <strong>princess</strong> called <strong>Sophie</strong></span><span style="text-decoration: underline;">&#8230;</span>&#8221; The <strong>little boy</strong> stopped and exclaimed: &#8220;<strong>This is a girls’ story!!</strong>&#8221; and the whole class laughed. Maria the teacher interrupted to say: &#8220;Peter, it’s a <strong>children’s story </strong>and it’s for girls as well as boys. Think about this, do princes like princesses? They do, don’t they? So this is also a story <strong>for boys</strong>, because princesses are in it and when you are older you will probably like them.&#8221;</p>
<p>Peter was speechless at &#8220;Miss’s&#8221; explanation, but he realised that she was right and you should keep reading a story just the same, however girly it might seem.</p>
<p><a href="https://www.shortstories.net/story-stories-for-little-girls-and-boys/short-stories-stories-for-little-girls-and-boys/" rel="attachment wp-att-326"><img class="size-full wp-image-326 aligncenter" title="Short stories - Stories for little girls and boys" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/Short-stories-Stories-for-little-girls-and-boys.jpg" alt="Short stories - Stories for little girls and boys" width="450" height="338" /></a></p>
<p>Then it was a little girl’s turn to read a story, and her name was Christina.<span id="more-325"></span> This time it was a <strong>story </strong>about a man who found work <span style="text-decoration: underline;">as a van driver</span> , and just like Peter, <strong>Christina complained, too. </strong>But this is what the teacher Maria told her: &#8220;Do you like sweets? Well, those sweets you like so much are transported to shops in vans by men or women like the van driver in the story.&#8221;</p>
<p>So Christina understood that however boyish a story might seem, in reality <strong>children’s stories are for both boys and girls</strong>. Stories try to give us a message, a moral, and it doesn’t matter if a boy or a girl is reading, because everyone will learn just the same.</p>
<p><strong>THE END</strong></p>
<div></div>
<div align="center"><strong><a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-los-cuentos-para-ninos-ninas/" target="_blank"><img style="vertical-align: middle; border-width: 0px;" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/Cuentos-infantiles-espanol.png" alt="Cuento infantil en espanol" /></a> <a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-los-cuentos-para-ninos-ninas/" target="_blank">Cuento en español</a></strong></div>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>https://www.shortstories.net/story-stories-for-little-girls-and-boys/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>10</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>CHESTER THE POLICE-CAT</title>
		<link>https://www.shortstories.net/story-chester-the-police-cat/</link>
		<comments>https://www.shortstories.net/story-chester-the-police-cat/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Nov 2011 17:09:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Short Stories for Kids]]></dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Animal stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Short stories for kids]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about equality]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tales about understanding]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tolerance stories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Police Stories]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.shortstories.net/?p=34</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>Once upon a time there lived a cat called Theodor. All the other cats in the area had great respect for him, for he had managed to be adopted by an old lady and he was looked after better than he could ever have imagined. Old Chester was the local police-cat and his main duty<br /><a class="moretag" href="https://www.shortstories.net/story-chester-the-police-cat/">Continue reading...</a></p>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Once upon a time there lived a <strong>cat</strong> called <strong>Theodor</strong>. All the other cats in the area had great respect for him, for he had managed to be adopted by an <strong>old lady</strong> and he was looked after better than he could ever have imagined.</p>
<p>Old <strong>Chester</strong> was the <strong>local police-cat</strong> and his main duty was to warn the other cats of dogs prowling around nearby.</p>
<p>Today was an important day, for all the cats were going to decide <strong>who would be the new police-cat</strong>, for old Chester couldn’t run as fast as he used to and he was getting old and tired&#8230;</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-35" alt="Childrens stories - Chester the police-cat" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/Childrens-stories-Chester-the-police-cat.jpg" width="450" height="338" /></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><strong>Theodor</strong> gave a long speech to persuade everyone that he was <strong>the best cat</strong> for such a big <strong>responsibility</strong>. He ate very well, he said, and this made him strong and healthy and therefore very fast.</p>
<p>Theodor thought he was certain to be voted the new police-cat because nobody else volunteered. But suddenly a <strong>pretty little cat</strong> appeared on top of a rubbish bin and spoke. &#8220;<em>Hello friends, I too would like to be a candidate, for I’m very agile and quick</em>&#8220;.<span id="more-34"></span></p>
<p>Surprised, Theodor replied: &#8220;But <strong>you’re only a little she-cat and this job is for he-cats</strong>, because to be a police-cat you have to be very brave, strong and fast!&#8221;</p>
<p>The other cats began to purr and miaow in confusion. Having listened quietly to the two cats, old <strong>Chester now spoke</strong>: &#8220;<em>Dear friends, maybe it’s not important whether our new police-cat is <strong>male or female</strong>. What’s <strong>really important is that he or she can perform the duties of a watch-cat and keep all cats safe</strong></em>&#8220;.</p>
<p>All the cats thought hard about what Chester had said, and argued for a while about who should be the new <strong>police-cat</strong>&#8230; And who do you think it was in the end?</p>
<p><strong>THE END</strong></p>
<div align="center"><strong><a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-manuel-el-gato-policia/" target="_blank"><img style="vertical-align: middle; border-width: 0px;" alt="" src="https://www.shortstories.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/Cuentos-infantiles-espanol.png" width="22" height="16" /></a><a href="http://www.cuentosinfantilescortos.net/cuento-manuel-el-gato-policia/" target="_blank">Cuento en español</a></strong></div>
<p>This short story appeared first on <a href="https://www.shortstories.net/" rel="nofollow">Short Stories</a>. Thanks.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>https://www.shortstories.net/story-chester-the-police-cat/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>2</slash:comments>
		</item>
	</channel>
</rss>
