We think all ages will enjoy this funny, romantic, and only slightly silly story from Japan. And in case you are wondering, the Japanese words at the start are simply 1, 2, 3.
Our sources for the story and the picture are The Wooden Bowl Japanese Fairy Tale Series, No. 16 and Japanese Fairy Tales, by Grace James. The story was adapted by Bertie for Storynory and read by Jana. The music is Japanese Souvenir by DeKibo licenced from Premium Beat.
We are delighted to dedicate this story to Cora and Margo who support Storynory on Patreon.Patreon
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Our sources for the story and the picture are The Wooden Bowl Japanese Fairy Tale Series, No. 16 and Japanese Fairy Tales, by Grace James. The story was adapted by Bertie for Storynory and read by Jana. The music is Japanese Souvenir by DeKibo licenced from Premium Beat.
We are delighted to dedicate this story to Cora and Margo who support Storynory on Patreon.Patreon
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Hello, this is Jana and I’m here with a folktale from Brazil. It’s about a monkey, a guitar, and a fruit tree. We think you’ll find this tuneful story loads of fun!
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Storynory, presents
Hello, this is Jana and I’m here with a folktale from Brazil. It’s about a monkey, a guitar, and a fruit tree. We think you’ll find this tuneful story loads of fun!
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By Rudyard Kipling
Hello, this is Richard
And I’m continuing with the Jungle Book - and the Chapter called Kaa’s Hunting. Mowgli the man-cub has been kidnapped by the Banda-Log. The Banda-log are the Monkey people. In Hindi, Bandar means "monkey" and log means "people".
The Bandar-Log do not follow the Law of the Jungle, and both Baloo the Bear and Bagheera the Black Panther consider them to be highly irresponsible, even though the monkeys like to claim: We are great. We are free. We are wonderful.
And I’m delighted to dedicate this story to Micah, Shayna, and Ariella from New Jersey whose family supports Storynory via PayPal.
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By Rudyard Kipling Hello, this is Richard
And I’m continuing with the Jungle Book - and the Chapter called Kaa’s Hunting. Mowgli the man-cub has been kidnapped by the Banda-Log. The Banda-log are the Monkey people. In Hindi, Bandar means "monkey" and log means "people". The Bandar-Log do not follow the Law of the Jungle, and both Baloo the Bear and Bagheera the Black Panther consider them to be highly irresponsible, even though the monkeys like to claim: We are great. We are free. We are wonderful.
And I’m delighted to dedicate this story to Micah, Shayna, and Ariella from New Jersey whose family supports Storynory via PayPal.
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If you have heard our story, the Chinese Year of the Animals, you will know that the Ox is the second animal in the Chinese Zodiac. You may recall that all the animals took part in a swimming race to decide what order they should come in. The powerful Ox was the strongest swimmer, and he kindly allowed the rat to ride on his back. But when he was close to the other side of the river, the sneaky rat jumped off the ox’s back and arrived first.
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If you have heard our story, the Chinese Year of the Animals, you will know that the Ox is the second animal in the Chinese Zodiac. You may recall that all the animals took part in a swimming race to decide what order they should come in. The powerful Ox was the strongest swimmer, and he kindly allowed the rat to ride on his back. But when he was close to the other side of the river, the sneaky rat jumped off the ox’s back and arrived first.
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Hello, this is Richard, and I’m here with the fourth part of the Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling. This episode will conclude the chapter called Mowgli’s Brothers. If you’ve been listening, you will know that Mowgli the man-cub has joined the wolf pack led by Akela. Shere Khan the lame tiger has sworn to kill him. Mowgli has returned to the human village to gather man’s red flower - otherwise known as fire.
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Hello, this is Richard, and I’m here with the fourth part of the Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling. This episode will conclude the chapter called Mowgli’s Brothers. If you’ve been listening, you will know that Mowgli the man-cub has joined the wolf pack led by Akela. Shere Khan the lame tiger has sworn to kill him. Mowgli has returned to the human village to gather man’s red flower - otherwise known as fire.
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Storynory presents, The Jungle Book, Mowgli’s Brothers, Part Two.
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Storynory presents, The Jungle Book, Mowgli’s Brothers, Part Two.
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By Rudyard Kipling
Hello, This is Richard, and I’m going to be reading from the famous Mowgli chapters from the Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling. They tell the tale of a child who was brought up by wolves in the Indian Jungle - and may even be based, rather loosely, on some real-life tales of wolf-kids. If you have ever seen the film by Disney, you will know that Mowgli’s great enemy is Shere Khan, the lame, man-eating tiger. I’m going to be breaking up the text into episodes of about 15 minutes each, otherwise, these are the wonderful words that flowed from the pen of Rudyard Kipling.
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By Rudyard Kipling
Hello, This is Richard, and I’m going to be reading from the famous Mowgli chapters from the Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling. They tell the tale of a child who was brought up by wolves in the Indian Jungle - and may even be based, rather loosely, on some real-life tales of wolf-kids. If you have ever seen the film by Disney, you will know that Mowgli’s great enemy is Shere Khan, the lame, man-eating tiger. I’m going to be breaking up the text into episodes of about 15 minutes each, otherwise, these are the wonderful words that flowed from the pen of Rudyard Kipling.
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This is Jana, and today I’m here with a holiday story to commemorate Hanukkah, the Jewish Festival of Lights.
Hanukkah celebrates the rededication of the Temple of Jerusalem over 2000 years ago.
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This is Jana, and today I’m here with a holiday story to commemorate Hanukkah, the Jewish Festival of Lights.
Hanukkah celebrates the rededication of the Temple of Jerusalem over 2000 years ago.
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This story features one of my favourite animals: a deer. Deer are delicate and vulnerable. Down the ages, people have hunted them for their meat which is called venison. They are very good at hiding. They blend into the undergrowth and the woods, and the antlers of the stags look just like branches. But if they run, they spring and glide through the air so gracefully!
Well enough about deer, and on with the story.
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This story features one of my favourite animals: a deer. Deer are delicate and vulnerable. Down the ages, people have hunted them for their meat which is called venison. They are very good at hiding. They blend into the undergrowth and the woods, and the antlers of the stags look just like branches. But if they run, they spring and glide through the air so gracefully!
Well enough about deer, and on with the story.
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Hello, this is Jana, and I’m here with a poem from India, called ‘Song of a Dream’, in honour of Diwali, the Hindu Festival of lights.
Diwali celebrates the victory of light over darkness, and good over evil.
For Indians, Diwali is a huge holiday, in October or November. It usually involves a lot of fireworks lighting up the sky. The celebrations last for five days, though the third day, which marks Lakshmi is the most important. Lakshmi is the Hindu goddess of wealth, fortune, prosperity and beauty .
My family, who come from India, are in fact Christian. But in honour of my ancestral country, I'm going to read an Indian poem, ‘Song of a Dream’, by Sarojini Naidu. I hope it will light up your heart.
ONCE in the dream of a night I stood
Lone in the light of a magical wood,
Soul-deep in visions that poppy-like sprang;
And spirits of Truth were the birds that sang,
And spirits of Love were the stars that glowed,
And spirits of Peace were the streams that flowed
In that magical wood in the land of sleep.
Lone in the light of that magical grove,
I felt the stars of the spirits of Love
Gather and gleam round my delicate youth,
And I heard the song of the spirits of Truth;
To quench my longing I bent me low
By the streams of the spirits of Peace that flow
In that magical wood in the land of sleep.
And that was ‘Song of a Dream’, a charming poem by the Indian Poetess, Sarojini Naidu, whom Mahatma Gandhi called the "Indian Nightingale".
I do hope that you enjoyed it. For now, from me, Jana, Happy Diwali!
Hello, this is Jana, and I’m here with a poem from India, called ‘Song of a Dream’, in honour of Diwali, the Hindu Festival of lights.
Diwali celebrates the victory of light over darkness, and good over evil. For Indians, Diwali is a huge holiday, in October or November. It usually involves a lot of fireworks lighting up the sky. The celebrations last for five days, though the third day, which marks Lakshmi is the most important. Lakshmi is the Hindu goddess of wealth, fortune, prosperity and beauty .
My family, who come from India, are in fact Christian. But in honour of my ancestral country, I'm going to read an Indian poem, ‘Song of a Dream’, by Sarojini Naidu. I hope it will light up your heart.
ONCE in the dream of a night I stood
Lone in the light of a magical wood,
Soul-deep in visions that poppy-like sprang;
And spirits of Truth were the birds that sang,
And spirits of Love were the stars that glowed,
And spirits of Peace were the streams that flowed
In that magical wood in the land of sleep.
Lone in the light of that magical grove,
I felt the stars of the spirits of Love
Gather and gleam round my delicate youth,
And I heard the song of the spirits of Truth;
To quench my longing I bent me low
By the streams of the spirits of Peace that flow
In that magical wood in the land of sleep.
And that was ‘Song of a Dream’, a charming poem by the Indian Poetess, Sarojini Naidu, whom Mahatma Gandhi called the "Indian Nightingale".
I do hope that you enjoyed it. For now, from me, Jana, Happy Diwali!
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It was one minute past six in the evening. Normally Solomon would be prowling in circles around his bowel mewing: “Come on Katie, what kind of cat lover do you claim to be? Have you forgotten about my dinner?”
But there was no Solomon to be seen. Katie went out into the garden and called, “Solomon, Solomon, dinner time! Come on you greedy cat, where are you?”
It was one minute past six in the evening. Normally Solomon would be prowling in circles around his bowel mewing: “Come on Katie, what kind of cat lover do you claim to be? Have you forgotten about my dinner?”
But there was no Solomon to be seen. Katie went out into the garden and called, “Solomon, Solomon, dinner time! Come on you greedy cat, where are you?”
]]>You Earthbound kids and pups probably can’t imagine being cooped up for months on end. Unless you’ve ever been on a space mission, you couldn’t possibly know what it’s like.
How would you feel if you could not go out and about and see your friends? What if you were stuck inside, under house arrest? At first you would think that not going to school was the best thing ever. And then, slowly, but surely, you’d start to go CRAAAAAZZZZZY!
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You Earthbound kids and pups probably can’t imagine being cooped up for months on end. Unless you’ve ever been on a space mission, you couldn’t possibly know what it’s like.
How would you feel if you could not go out and about and see your friends? What if you were stuck inside, under house arrest? At first you would think that not going to school was the best thing ever. And then, slowly, but surely, you’d start to go CRAAAAAZZZZZY!
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Ut-Napishtim, the far distant, the only human to have conquered death, was sitting on a jetty by his home in the mouth of a great river. He watched his trusty sea captain bring his boat up along the water, and he saw that he was bringing a passenger - a great hulk of a man, dressed in rags. When the boat was near, the sea captain leapt onto the jetty with the rope to moor it and was shortly followed by his passenger.
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Ut-Napishtim, the far distant, the only human to have conquered death, was sitting on a jetty by his home in the mouth of a great river. He watched his trusty sea captain bring his boat up along the water, and he saw that he was bringing a passenger - a great hulk of a man, dressed in rags. When the boat was near, the sea captain leapt onto the jetty with the rope to moor it and was shortly followed by his passenger.
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Ut-Napishtim, the far distant, the only human to have conquered death, was sitting on a jetty by his home in the mouth of a great river. He watched his trusty sea captain bring his boat up along the water, and he saw that he was bringing a passenger - a great hulk of a man, dressed in rags. When the boat was near, the sea captain leapt onto the jetty with the rope to moor it and was shortly followed by his passenger.
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Ut-Napishtim, the far distant, the only human to have conquered death, was sitting on a jetty by his home in the mouth of a great river. He watched his trusty sea captain bring his boat up along the water, and he saw that he was bringing a passenger - a great hulk of a man, dressed in rags. When the boat was near, the sea captain leapt onto the jetty with the rope to moor it and was shortly followed by his passenger.
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