A COLLECTION OF CHILDREN'S STORIES: Fantastic stories and fairy tales for children.

By Lovely Stories

This book is a collection of stories for children. I picked experiences from my life to share with future generations of children. Some are true, while others are made up. We are all aware that children have a brilliant imagination. This book will spark their creativity and teach them the skill of reading

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lovely Stories
• Release date: Jul 5, 2023
• ISBN: 9781088196144

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A COLLECTION OF CHILDREN’S STORIES

Fantastic stories and fairy tales for children.

(Vol 5)

Unique, entertaining and relaxing bedtime stories that can convey many values and make people passionate about reading

Lovely Stories

TABLE OF CONTENTS

The Pea And The Princess

A Russian Legend: The Sea King's Daughter

A Chinese Tale Of The Magic Brocade

The Celestial Camels And Aldebaran

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland

Princess  Pumpernickel

Three Bears And Goldilocks

Jack And The Beanstalk

King Midas

The Case Of Pandora's Box

The Emperor's Contest

Fisherman And His Wife

How The Dragon Was Conceived

The Legend Of The Fairy In The Mirror

The Wizard Of Oz: Dorothy's Search For Home

The Christmas Miracle Of The Little Match Girl

The Evil Prince

The Elves And The Shoemaker: A Tale Of Magical Elves' Kindness And Assistance

As You Desire

The Twelfth Night

The Pool Of Fairies

A Story Of Two Sisters

Piggy Land

The Developing Tree

Dae And The Knight

The Pea and the Princess

Once upon a time, a prince desired to marry a princess, but she had to be a true princess. He looked all over the globe for one but couldn't locate it anywhere. There were plenty of princesses, but it was impossible to tell which ones were genuine. There was always something not quite right about them. So he returned home, disappointed, for he would have liked to have a true princess.

A terrific storm blew in one evening, with thunder, lightning, and torrential rain. The elderly King went to open the city gate after hearing a banging.

It was a princess who was standing in front of the gate. But, my goodness! What a spectacle she'd become due to the rain and wind. The water poured down her hair and garments, through the toes of her shoes, and out at the heels. Despite this, she claimed to be an actual princess.

We'll find out soon enough, thought the old Queen. But she said nothing and walked into the bedroom, removed all the linen from the bedstead, and placed a pea on the bottom; she then put twenty mattresses on top of the mattresses and twenty eider-down beds on top of the mattresses.

The Princess had to sleep all night on this. She was asked how she slept in the morning.

Oh, very badly! she said. I barely closed my eyes all night; God knows what was in bed, but I was lying on something hard, so I'm black and blue all over my body; it's horrible!

They now knew she was a true princess since she had felt the pea through the twenty mattresses and twenty eider-down beds.

Only an actual princess could be as sensitive as that.

So the prince married her as his bride, knowing that he now had an actual princess, and the pea was placed in the museum, where it may still be viewed, provided no one has taken it.

That is an actual story.

A Russian Legend: The Sea King's Daughter

Sadko, a youthful musician, formerly resided in the river port city of Novgorod the Great.

Every day, a wealthy merchant or noble would send a messenger to Sadko's door, inviting him to perform at a feast. Sadko would run to the dining hall with his twelve-string gusli. He would pluck the strings of his instrument there until all of the visitors were dancing.

Feed yourself! the host would later tell him, pointing to the table and passing him a few small coins." Sadko lived on whatever he was given.

How do you live on so little? his friends often asked."

It's not so bad, Sadko'd say. After all, how many men can go to a different feast every day, play their favorite music, and watch it set a whole room dancing?

Sadko was proud of his city, Russia's wealthiest and most free city. He'd go through bustling Market Square, lined with merchants in their booths and packed with dealers worldwide. He never traversed the plaza without hearing foreign languages, from Italy to Norway to Persia.

At the ports, he would witness sailing ships with cargos of timber, grain, skins, ceramics, spices, and precious metals. Sadko would see the shine from the golden roofs of a dozen white stone churches as he crossed the Great Bridge over the Volkhov.

Is there another city in the world like Novgorod? he used to say. Is there somewhere better to be?

Sadko was lonely at times. At the feasts, the maidens who danced gaily to his music frequently grinned at him, and more than one had set his heart on fire. But they were wealthy, while he was impoverished, and none of them would consider becoming his.

Sadko strolled regretfully past the city walls and down along the vast River Volkhov one lonely evening. He arrived at his usual position on the riverside and sat down with his gusli. Moonlight shimmered over the ocean as gentle waves caressed the beach.

My lovely River Volkhov, he said, sighing. Rich guy, poor man—it doesn't matter to you. If only you were female! I'd marry you and live with you in my favorite city.

Sadko played sorrowful music, then a calm one, and finally a joyful one. His gusli's tinkling tones wafted over the Volkhov.

The river suddenly became choppy, and large waves started to batter the shore. Please help me, God!Sadko exclaimed as a gigantic form emerged from the ocean before