Long Moral Story For Kids – Best Stories In English For Kids

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Long Moral Story For Kids – Best Stories In English For Kids

The Ugly Duckling :

The Ugly Duckling On a beautiful summer day, a family of ducksis taking a swim while another is enjoying a stroll by the bank. But one duck is sitting on her eggs amongthe tall leaves. I wonder when my babies are going to comeout. They are taking so long to hatch! It is so lonely, no one has the time to visitme. Soon the eggs started cracking and the littleducklings started taking small unsteady steps out of the shells. Quack quack, quack quack. Oooh, my babies are so beautiful! Now come and line up here all of you. One..Two..Three..Four…Five..Hey, there shouldbe one more. Mother duck looked around, and saw one eggwhich had not yet hatched I think I will have to sit again on this eggtill it hatches. It seems pretty large. The last egg hatched, but the duckling that crept out was large and ugly. This little fellow doesn’t look like hisbrothers and sisters. The next day, Mother Duck leads her broodto the water. Oh! I am proud today that my ducklings are swimmingso well!

And how well the youngest one is swimming. Come on kids, that’s enough for today. We must get to the farm before it turns dark. The duck family makes its way to the farmhouse,where there are lots of other ducks. What is that strange looking creature doinghere? The other ducklings are so cute but this oneis so big and ugly. He is ugly. We don’t want him here. That’s not a nice thing to say. He is still small, and I’m sure he willgrow up to be beautiful too. But the other ducklings continued to bullyand make fun of the ugly duckling. I hope the ducklings stop this nonsense. I can’t bear to see that poor child lookingso sad. But as days went by, things started becomingworse for the ugly duckling. Wherever he went, everyone was mean to him. Have you ever seen anything uglier than this? Uff! Seeing this creature in the morning, my daywill also be as ugly as he is. Ha..Ha…he seems to be getting uglier bythe day.

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The Ugly Duckling just wanted to hide somewhereand cry. Even his brothers and sisters were rude tohim. Don’t come near us. Go away! I wish the cat comes and takes you. Mother Duck was very sad to see everyone treatthe ugly ducking so badly. Nobody wants to talk to me or play with mebecause I am ugly. I will run away from here. So the ugly duckling flew over the fence ofthe farmyard, and continued flying till he spotted a large moor. He decided to spend the night there. I am so tired. I think I will spend the night here. Next morning, the ugly duckling woke up tothe sound of loud quacking. He opened his eyes and saw a flock of wildducks. Who are you? What are you doing here? Can I please stay here for a while? I have nowhere to go. You are ugly….(a long pause) Stay here,but don’t get in our way. The Ugly Duckling stayed on the moor for afew days. He felt lonely, but no one bullied him orhurt him because of his looks. One morning, the duckling heard a noise likea big bang. He lay still, too scared to move.

When he finally lifted his head and lookedaround, all the other ducks had fled. The ugly duckling also fled from the mooras fast as it could. It flew as fast as its young wings would takehim. I am so wet and cold. That cottage there looks warm, maybe I cantake shelter there. The duckling the next morning…Cluck cluck, meow meowWhat is happening here? Why are you making so much noise? What is this we have here? I know what I will do. I will keep it with me and wait for it tolay eggs. Then I will have eggs from my hen and fromthis duck too. Ah, but I do hope this is a duck and not adrake. So the ugly duckling stayed with the old ladyin her cottage. But here also, the tomcat and the hen madeits life so miserable! Hey you, don’t you get scared when you seeyour face in the mirror? Look at me. My coat is so silky. Look at my whiskers, so long and beautiful.

The mistress says my walk is so graceful. You are such a loser. You cannot even lay an egg! Look at my eggs, such lovely big and brownones. The ugly duckling continued to be lonely. He would sit in front of the window lookingat the small pond outside. How I wish I could swim in that pond. It used to be so nice when I swam in the coolwater back home. Are you mad? The mistress is not going to let you go. You have a safe house, what more do you want? Behave yourself and don’t anger the mistress,the cat, or even me. Want to swim, indeed! The ugly duckling felt very, very sad, wonderingwhat to do. I know this place is safe, but I feel likea prisoner here, being punished by not being allowed to swim. I want to swim – I want to be free to swimand fly as I please. I have to escape from here somehow. So one night, the duckling quietly crept outof the cottage and went in search of a new home. Soon he found a beautiful lake where he couldswim and dive. Ahhhhh! (Splash) This is such a lovely place. It feels so good to swim after so long.

I hope the other animals and birds here arefriendly so I don’t have to move away from here also. But alas, here too the other animals did notwant to be friends with the ugly duckling. Why does everybody keep avoiding me? Just because I am ugly, it doesn’t meaneveryone has to be mean! No one wants to play with me or even talkto me! So life continued in this miserabke way forthe ugly duckling. Soon, the seasons changed. Autumn set in, and the colour of the leaveschanged from red to orange and then gold. Winter followed. The forest turned white, and a very cold windset in. The dark clouds made the duckling feelingeven more gloomy and sad, so the duckling decided to go to the lakeside. What are these beautiful birds? I don’t think I have seen them before. How beautifully they spread their large wings! It looks like they are not flying but justgliding through the sky. Though the winter grew colder and colder,the duckling continued to swim despite the freezing water, and then finally took refugein some bushes. Finally,

it was spring again. Plants started sprouting and the sun peepeddown from the sky. The duckling was so happy that it was becomingwarm again. Everything around me has become so beautiful. My wings have also become strong and I cannow swim in the pond close by. Suddenly, the duckling once again saw thesame beautiful birds that he had seen at the start of spring, and quickly ran and hid behindsome bushes. Those birds are so beautiful. I better not go near them, or they too willmake fun of me. I am so scared that they might even kill me! I am so tired of being picked on by everybody,first the ducklings at the farm, my own brothers and sisters, the hen and tomcat at the cottage,and everybody else. I wish I had never been born! (Sob sob sob.) The duckling went to a quiet spot on the lakewhere nobody could see him. He was very, very sad, and big fat tears rolleddown its face.

Suddenly, the duckling saw its own reflectionin the lake, and couldn’t believe its eyes! For staring at him in the clear water belowwas his own reflection, no longer a dark, grey bird, ugly and repulsive to look at. Instead, he had turned into a graceful andbeautiful swan. The ugly duckling had transformed into a beautifulswan!! All the other swans came to greet the newcomer,and stroked his neck with their beaks. Finally, the ugly little thing was acceptedand loved by his new friends, to whom he belonged, the beautiful and graceful swans. A family with two children came to see theswans swimming. Look, there is a new one. Father, mother, come here, there is anotherswan. A new one has arrived.” The new one is the most beautiful of all. Oh, he is so young and pretty! The swan did not know how to react to so muchpraise. After being mocked and taunted and bulliedfor so long, he couldn’t believe he was being appreciated and accepted! And he was actually being called beautiful! I never dreamt that I would see a day whensomeone would call me beautiful! I wish I had received the same love and affectionwhen I was the little and ugly creature, I wouldn’t have spent such a sad childhood. Why do people treat others according to theirlooks? That is so, so sad!

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