Moral Srory : Part-1

Story 1

Once there was a farmer in a village. He was very idle. He had a few plots of land. But he did not plough them well. He did not sow seeds in time. So he could not raise good crops. As a result he was always in want of food.

The farmer had a kitchen garden near his house. One day he saw that the fencing round the garden was broken. He said to himself, “I shall repair the fencing tomorrow.” But he totally forgot it the next day.

Some days passed by. The farmer did not repair the broken fence. One day he sat idle before the house. He saw some goats entering the garden through the broken fence. He called his wife to drive the goats from the garden.

The farmer’s wife was cooking inside the kitchen. She came out and ran into the garden to drive away the goats. A dog was waiting outside the kitchen. When the farmer’s wife went out, the dog entered the kitchen and spoiled some of the food cooked by her. The farmer hurried into the kitchen within a stick in his hand. His little son was playing in the courtyard. As he threw the stick towards the dog, it hit his son and injured him.

All these troubles took place because of the broken fencing. He understood that a stitch in time saves nine. So, we should not put off our work for tomorrow.

Story 2

Mery and her husband Dimitri lived in a tiny village in Southern Greece. One of Mery’s prize possessions was a little white lamb which her husband had given her. She kept it tied to a tree in a field during the day and went to fetch it every evening. One evening, however, the lamb was missing. The rope had been cut, so it was obvious that the lamb had been stolen.

When Dimitri came in from the fields, his wife told him what had happened. Dimitri at once set out to find the thief. He knew it would not prove difficult in such a small village.

After telling several of his friends about the theft, Dimitri found out that his neighbor, Aleko had suddenly acquired of a new lamb. Dimitri immediately went to Aleko’s house and accused him of stealing the lamb. Aleko denied taking it and led Dimitri into his backyard. It was true he had just bought a lamb, he explained, but his lamb was black. Ashamed of having acted so rashly, Dimitri apologized to Aleko for having accused him. While they were talking, it began to rain and Dimitri stayed in Aleko’s house until the rain stopped. When he went outside half an hour later, he was astonished to find that the little black lamb was almost white. Its wool, which had been dyed black, had bee washed clean by the rain. 

Story 3

There was a bad man in a village. He always did evil work. He did all sorts of mischief to the village. But when he did any wrong. He would say. “God had it done by me.”

One day the bad man was stealing some mangoes from the garden of a neighbor. The owner of the garden saw him stealing the mangoes. He hurried to the garden.

“Why are you stealing mangoes from my garden?” asked the owner of the garden.

“Because God is getting it done by me.” replied the bad man. The owner of the garden said nothing. He took a stick and was waiting for the bad man till he came down from the tree. When the bad man came down, the owner of the garden caught hold of him and began to beat him with the stick.

“Stop,” said the bad man, “What have I done to deserve it?”

“God is having it done by me.” Replied the owner of the garden. “I can’t stop unless God gets it done by me.”

“Oh! It’s unbearable. Be kind, Sir, stop beating. I’ll return all the mangoes to you. I promise I will never do such a wrong in future,” cried the bad man.

“All right,” said the owner of the garden. “I stop but you must confess when you have done any wrong, never say, God it done by you. God has given man conscience and reason to judge what is right and what is wrong. The evil-doers shall be punished but the good shall be rewarded. So do good deeds and avoid wrong.”

The bad man left the place. There after he did no mischief to his fellow villagers.

Story 4

There lived a poor but worthy farmer in a village. With the small income of his few acres of land, he used to support himself, his wife and seven children. One day while walking through the fields, he was thinking of how he could add to his income. Suddenly he found a purse of gold dropped by a passer-by. He carried it home and showed it to his wife who advised him to use it or at least a part of this for themselves. 

The honest farmer told his wife that honesty is the best policy and that he would first try to find out the person who had lost it. The owner of the purse, a very wealthy man, was at last discovered by the farmer. The rich man took the purse and gave him thanks, but no reward; the wife rebuked her husband for his foolishness. The farmer kept saying, “Honesty is the best policy.”