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Once there was a hardworking girl called Rou. She lived with her miserly uncle. Rou’s parents passed away when she was a young child, and her uncle had adopted her reluctantly.
Once upon a memory, the village elders would always begin, as they told their stories under the old tree. It was their tradition, for as long as the elders could remember, to tell stories under that tree.
It all started with a pair of red clogs. Maybe not just the red clogs but also the bed as well as a grain of sand. In the 1960s, when many people in Singapore made their living as hawkers selling anything from clogs to tasty snacks, Jade Li remembered the very first pair of clogs that she owned when she was six.
I am a baby...Waiting, To see the world, When my Mummy is ready.
A long time ago, before people walked the earth and animals roamed the lands, there were only trees, grass and flowers. The trees could move around like animals, going where they pleased. The grass danced freely in the sky like butterflies. The flowers were like birds, cooing beautifully all day.
Mrs Gopal was going to bake the creamiest chocolate cake ever for dessert that night.
Dolly the Ducky had a little red umbrella which was given to her by her dearest Grandma. When it was sunny, when it was cloudy, Dolly took it along wherever she went.
Once there was a little boy named Duo Duo. He loved to play with toy cars. He loved them so much that he made use of every opportunity he had to get a little car that he could zoom all around the place with.
My grandfather told me this story when I was a young boy. He heard it from his grandfather, and his grandfather before him.
One sunny morning, Hippy the Hippo woke up feeling terrible. He had a bad toothache. It was so painful that he could not even open his mouth to invite his friends, the birds in for a chat.
Long ago, in the days before our time, Hens did not cluck. They were the proudest group of fowls, always thinking their eggs were the smoothest and the biggest ever. One day, they discovered that this was not so.
My mommy does not have to ask me for permission to watch TV. She does not ask me if she can stay up late. And she did not ask me if I wanted a baby brother. I never said Yes.
One day, a shortsighted little squirrel was searching and rummaging for food in the forest. When he came to a stream, he stumbled upon a gleaming glass pebble, which was glistening like a diamond under the sun. Over years of water erosion, the pebble had transformed into a glossy, smooth and clear piece, just like a magnifying glass.
Tze Kang lived with his mother in an old thatched-roof house in a village. His mother had left for town again to look for work. The tax collector had just come around to their house and warned that if they did not pay their taxes, they would find themselves begging on the streets.
A long time ago, there lived a princess named Sheecups. And, as one would expect of a princess, she was very beautiful. In fact, she was the most beautiful girl in the entire kingdom.
Di selatan Pulau Singapura ada sebuah pulau bernama Pulau Damar Laut. Ada sepasang suami-isteri yang tua dan uzur tinggal di pulau ini. Mereka sangat miskin dan keadaan mereka sangat daif. Setiap hari mereka mengail ikan dan berkarang kerang dan siput apabila air surut.
Suatu ketika dahulu, di sebuah kampung kecil, tinggal seorang janda bernama Salmah bersama anak perempuannya, Suria. Untuk menyara kehidupan mereka dua beranak, Salmah berkerja sebagai seorang pencuci kain di kediaman penghulu di kampung itu.
It was a bright and sunny day. A day that should be filled with fun and play. But Ming Yuan was not feeling cheery at all. No, his face was downcast. He was returning home from school and had lots of homework to do.
Beauty was friendly and kind to everyone around her, and her Daddy, Mommy, teachers and friends all loved her. However, Beauty had a bad habit, she loved biting her fingernails.
Being the obedient girl she was, Choo waited until the last drops of rain fell from the sky, onto the roof of their attap house and onto the ground.