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Children's Tales for the Young and Old 3: Children's Tales, #3
Children's Tales for the Young and Old 3: Children's Tales, #3
Children's Tales for the Young and Old 3: Children's Tales, #3
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Children's Tales for the Young and Old 3: Children's Tales, #3

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In the minds of all of us, Young and OId are feelings and Tales that we have always had burried deep within our hearts and Souls. Here are 16 Tales from the Heart for you Young and Old readers to help with the FEAR of not being able to Believe in Oneself.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherWilliam Truax
Release dateApr 30, 2023
ISBN9798223170358
Children's Tales for the Young and Old 3: Children's Tales, #3
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William L. Truax III

William L. Truax III is a disabled veteran; father and author. 

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    Children's Tales for the Young and Old 3 - William L. Truax III

    Willow Finds Her Self-belief

    Once upon a time, in a faraway land, there was a little witch named Willow. She lived in a small cottage with her mother, who was also a witch. Willow had always dreamed of casting spells and creating magic, just like her mother, but she had a big problem in believing in herself.

    One day, Willow’s mother gave her a task to take care of a magical plant that required exceptional care. Willow was nervous and felt she would not be able to oversee it. She did not believe in herself and felt she was not capable enough.

    As Willow was watering the plant, she accidentally spilled all the water on the plant and made a mess. She began to cry, feeling like a complete failure. Her mother noticed her tears and came to her side.

    Willow, what’s wrong? her mother asked with a concerned look on her face.

    I’m not good enough, I can’t do anything right, Willow replied, still crying.

    Of course, you can, my dear. You just need to believe in yourself, her mother said, hugging Willow tightly. I believe in you, and you should believe in yourself too.

    Willow wiped away her tears and looked up at her mother. But what if I mess up again?

    Then you learn from your mistakes and try again. That is how we grow and become better, her mother said with a reassuring smile.

    Willow took a deep breath and picked up the watering can. She poured the water carefully this time, making sure not to spill any. She repeated this task every day, and with each passing day, her confidence grew stronger.

    One day, her mother came back to inspect the plant and found it flourishing. She was amazed at how well Willow took care of it. Well done, my dear. You did an excellent job, her mother said, beaming with pride.

    Willow smiled from ear to ear, feeling proud of herself for the first time. Thank you, Mom. I could not have done it without your help and belief in me.

    You did it all on your own, Willow. You just needed to believe in yourself, her mother said, giving her a warm hug.

    From that day on, Willow no longer doubted herself. She learned that with hard work, determination, and belief in herself, she could accomplish anything she wanted. She continued to practice magic and casting spells, and her confidence grew stronger with each success.

    Alone and the Way Out

    It was a dark and stormy night. The rain was coming down in sheets, and the wind was howling through the trees. I was hiking in the woods, trying to find my way back to camp, but I had gotten turned around and was hopelessly lost.

    I stumbled through the underbrush, trying to find any sign of a trail or a landmark, but everything looked the same in the dark. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I could feel my breath coming in short gasps. I was scared, really scared, but I knew I had to keep moving if I wanted to make it out alive.

    As I trudged through the rain, I heard a branch snap behind me. I spun around, my heart in my throat, but there was nothing there. Just the trees, swaying in the wind. I brushed it off as I imagined and kept walking.

    But as I continued, the feeling of being watched grew stronger. Every time I turned around, there was nothing there, but I could not shake the feeling that something was following me. The woods had a spooky, eerie feeling that made my skin crawl.

    I tried to reassure myself that I would make it out okay. I kept thinking of all the survival

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