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Squirrel (con sc)

Penguin (/pewn/): chim cnh ct
Isthmus (/sms/)
Anemone (/nemni/)
Squirrel ( s cua r)
Wrist:/rst/ c tay
Thigh/ /a/ bp i

Pigeonpd.n/: pt dn: chim cu

Buffalo/bf..l/
Tortoise//t.ts/ tho tht

One day a rabbit was boasting about how fast he could run. He
was laughing at the turtle for being so slow. Much to the
rabbits surprise, the turtle challenged him to a race. The
rabbit thought this was a good joke and accepted the
challenge. The fox was to be the umpire of the race. As the

race began, the rabbit raced way ahead of the turtle, just like
everyone thought.
The rabbit got to the halfway point and could not see the turtle
anywhere. He was hot and tired and decided to stop and take a
short nap. Even if the turtle passed him, he would be able to
race to the finish line ahead of him. All this time the turtle kept
walking step by step by step. He never quit no matter how hot
or tired he got. He just kept going.
However, the rabbit slept longer than he had thought and woke
up. He could not see the turtle anywhere! He went at fullspeed to the finish line but found the turtle there waiting for
him.

There was Pundit in the village. He was well-versed in all

Scriptures. He knew everything, but, he was poor. He did not
have a house. He used to get his meals also with great
difficulties. Even his clothes were very much worn out.
So, the Pundit used to beg for his meals. He went from Houseto-House begging. Please give me alms. On seeing his old
clothes many people were thinking that he is mad. So, saying
Go Away they shut the door. For many days he did not even
eaten.
Once somehow he obtained new clothes. A rich man gave
those clothes to the Pundit. Wearing those new clothes he
went to beg as before. To the very first house he went, the
householder said, Sir, please come in. Please have your food
in our house. Saying thus, with great respect, he took the
Pundit inside for food.
The Pundit sat down to eat. Varieties of soups, Sweet meals,
Vedas, and Sweet foods were served for eating.

Having prayed first, the Pundit took a sweetmeat with his hand
and began to feed his new clothes saying, Eat, eat!
On seeing that all the householders were surprised and were
not able to understand. So, they asked thus, The clothes do
not eat right? The why O, Great Pundit, do you offer food to
the clothes?
Then that Pundit answered thus, Indeed because of this new
clothes you offered me food today. Yesterday itself in this very
house you asked me to go away. Since I obtained food due to
these clothes, I am grateful to them. This is why I am feeding
them. The householders were a little ashamed.
The Little Pianist
There was once a little boy named Azul.
He loved to play the piano and dreamed of becoming a pianist
someday.
Every Sunday, Azul went to his piano class, and practiced every
night at home just before going to bed.
Azul became good at it because he was so sincere.
He would forget to brush his teeth but would never forget to
practice playing the piano!
One day, Vicki, his piano teacher told him, "Azul, you will
perform tomorrow in front of a large audience. You are getting
to be quite the pianist! Your fingers move like a squirrel on the
piano keys. But ... there is something missing."
"What is it?"
Azul just had to know. He really really wanted to be not just
a good pianist, but a great pianist.
Vicki smiled. She whispered into Azuls ear a piano teachers
secret.

"Play with your heart, not with your fingers."

As always, Vicki pulled out her box of stickers. Azul held out
his hand and Vicki stuck on it, a gorgeous sticker of a butterfly.
"There, think of this butterfly when you want to play with your
heart," she said.
That day, when all the children played in the park, Azul just
stared at his butterfly.
He wondered, "I can play with my fingers because I can move
them. I can touch the piano keys. How can I play with my
heart? I cant even see my heart."
For the first time, in a long time, Azul went to bed without
playing the piano.
The night before his performance, he did not practice because
he did not know how to play with his heart!
When Azul woke up, he looked for the butterfly sticker.
Oh no! The sticker was gone too!
Now Azul was nervous. Really nervous
He tried playing the piano, but his fingers would just not move!
However, that did not stop the clock from ticking.
Soon it was performance time. The piano was in the middle of
a round stage, surrounded by rows of people.
Azul walked onto the stage, sat on the piano bench and closed
his eyes for a second.
Remembering Vickis words, he thought of the butterfly.
In the quiet of the auditorium, Azul heard the flutter of wings.
A butterfly sat on his shoulder and started to hum a tune.

His fingers began to move by themselves. His heart began to

play the butterflys song.