When I was very young my mother used to tell a story everyday in the form of a song. Though fifty years have elapsed yet the stories I heard from my mom remain afresh in my memory even today.
There was a big pial outside our house on one side in our village and in the evening we (myself my sisters and brothers) all used to sit on it around my mother. She used to sing a song and then explain the story. It is a known story to one and all. But for us it was as fresh as morning breeze.
The story ran like this.
In a remote village once all the cows went for grazing as usual. While returning in the evening a cow missed its way and was stopped by a tiger.
The tiger was about to kill when the cow requested humbly to let her go to her young one and return after feeding. The tiger did not agreee and expressed its doubts of her return. But the cow took oath on God and promissed to return soon after feeding her baby.
The tiger at last permitted. The cow happily went home, fed her baby, entrusted it to other cows to look after as if it was of their own baby and returned to the to the forest.
The tiger was s
urprised at her integrity and felt happy for her honesty. It did not kill her. It praised her and told her to return home to join her baby and live happily with it. My mother told the above story in the form of a song.
We all used to enjoy the stories, but there were other benefits as well, It allowed us to bond with each other deeply. Stories have a magic spell on childern. By telling sotries we not only increase the vocabulary in children but also increase their imagination power. We also can mould their character.
Great things can be explained through small stories in simple ways. More than all of these
it is sheer fun for the kids.
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