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Diwali Stories For Children
Diwali Stories For Children
Diwali Stories For Children
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Diwali Stories For Children

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Step into the wondrous world of Diwali with "Children's Diwali Stories," a captivating storybook that illuminates the beauty of this festive celebration. Join young protagonists as they embark on heartwarming journeys filled with traditions, excitement, and the powerful message of hope prevailing over adversity. Through enchanting tales that resonate with joy and cultural richness, readers of all ages will be swept away by the magic of Diwali. Get ready to be enchanted by the triumph of light over darkness in this charming collection of stories.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherRob's Books
Release dateMar 15, 2024
ISBN9798224313600
Diwali Stories For Children
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Robin Wickens

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    Diwali Stories For Children - Robin Wickens

    1: Aanya and the Diyas of Diwali

    Aanya was a little girl who lived in a bustling Indian village. As the days grew shorter, whispers of Diwali swirled around her like fallen leaves. Diwali was the Festival of Lights, her favorite time of year!

    This year, I'll help with everything! she told her Amma (mother).

    First, the house needed a big cleaning. Aanya helped sweep every corner, dusting shelves, and even polishing the brass pots until they shone like the sun.

    Then came the sweets! Her Amma mixed flour, sugar, and fragrant cardamom into dough. Aanya rolled, shaped, and cut out golden circles for the gulab jamun and twisted dough into swirls for crispy jalebis.

    Rangoli time! Outside their front door, Aanya drew swirling, colorful designs with bright chalk. Each pattern was meant to welcome goodness and luck into their home.

    But the best part was coming – the diyas! These were small clay lamps that would flicker all over the house during Diwali. Aanya dipped her fingers into little pots of paint and decorated each diya with flowers and sparkles.

    Finally, Diwali night arrived! Aanya put on her brightest sari. Her Amma lit the sparkling diyas, and the whole house glowed with warmth.

    Aanya and her family walked to the village square, where everyone was singing and dancing. Firecrackers burst in the sky, their colors painting the night. She shared mithai (sweets) with her friends and felt her heart as full and bright as the fireworks.

    As they walked home, they saw the whole village glowing with diyas, rows and rows of tiny lights. It looked like stars had fallen to earth!

    Aanya snuggled into bed that night. Diwali, she thought, is the time when the whole world sparkles with light and love. She smiled and drifted into sleep, her dreams full of dancing lights and swirling colors.

    2: Rohan's Brave Heart

    Rohan was a little boy who was sometimes a tiny bit scared of the dark. He loved the glitter and fun of Diwali, but those loud firecrackers sometimes made him hide under his bed!

    One year, as Diwali approached, his Dadi (grandmother) came to visit. Dadi had the kindest smile and stories filled with magic.

    Diwali, Dadi told Rohan, is about light winning over darkness. But there's another battle too – it's the fight against our own little fears.

    Rohan didn't quite understand.

    Dadi told him the story of Prince Rama, a brave warrior. Rama defeated a powerful demon king, Ravana. But that wasn't the only battle he fought, she said.

    Dadi explained that Rama also had to face his fears, just like Rohan. Prince Rama's story, said Dadi, reminded everyone that there's bravery in all of us.

    Inspired, Rohan decided this Diwali would be different. He helped make sweets and decorate their home, painting diyas with fierce tigers and mighty peacocks.

    On Diwali night, Rohan wore his favorite blue kurta. At first, the booming fireworks made him want to hide, but he took a deep breath and squeezed his Dadi's hand. Then, a spark of courage lit inside him. He decided to light a diya all by himself!

    The little flame flickered in his hand. It was warm, soft, and chased away the shadows. At that moment, Rohan felt brave, just like Prince Rama.

    All around him, firecrackers sparkled. He wasn't frightened anymore. He was sharing the light of Diwali, and his bravery felt as bright as any of the fireworks in the sky!

    3: Priya's Diwali Gift

    Priya lived in a small village nestled among green hills. She adored Diwali – the sweets, the colors, the dazzling lights! Yet, there was something else Diwali meant to Priya: kindness.

    One morning, as Diwali drew near, Priya skipped down to the river. She loved watching the little fish dart in the clear water. But today, something was wrong! A plastic bag snagged on a rock, and inside, a tiny turtle was struggling.

    Oh, no! Priya cried. She gently untangled the turtle. It was small enough to fit in her palm, its shell a beautiful green.

    She couldn't leave it here. Tucking the turtle safely in her basket, she scurried home. Amma, look! she said.

    Amma worried. Sweetheart, where will it live? What will it eat?

    Priya thought hard. Diwali was about light, but also about helping others. The turtle needed a safe, clean home.

    That day, instead of painting diyas, Priya and her friends went to the river. They collected all the nets, bags, and bottles they could find. The water shimmered again, clear and safe.

    Now for a home! Priya decided. She found an old clay bowl, cleaned it sparkling inside, and filled it with fresh water and smooth pebbles.

    On Diwali night, Priya carefully released the turtle into its new home. Diyas twinkled all around them.

    Her best Diwali gift wasn't sweets or new clothes. It was seeing the little turtle, safe and happy, swimming in the glow of the diyas. That night, Priya understood that even small acts of kindness can shine just as brightly as any Diwali lights.

    4: The Lost Rangoli

    Maya was an artistic little girl. Diwali wasn't Diwali without her rangoli! The colorful designs she made with rice flour and chalk brightened up their whole house.

    This year, Maya wanted to create her biggest rangoli ever. It'll be a swirling rainbow of birds and flowers, she decided.

    She practiced for days, sketching out patterns in her notebook. Finally, Diwali morning arrived! Eagerly, Maya gathered her powders and chalk. She knelt outside their door and began to draw. Swirls, petals, and tiny beaks blossomed under her fingers.

    Just when her masterpiece was nearly done, Maya felt a raindrop on her nose. More followed, and soon a downpour was washing away her beautiful rangoli!

    Tears welled up in Maya's eyes. All her hard work, gone!

    Her brother, Ravi, saw her disappointment. Don’t worry, Maya, he said, We'll fix it.

    Ravi gathered all the children in the neighborhood. Let's make a team rangoli! he announced.

    Soon, the whole doorstep was a flurry of activity. Using every color chalk they could find, the children helped Maya recreate her design. This time, there were butterflies, smiling suns, and even a dancing elephant!

    When the rain finally stopped, their rangoli was even more magnificent than Maya imagined. It stretched across the whole doorstep, a bright display of teamwork and friendship.

    That night, as the diyas sparkled, Maya's rangoli seemed to glow from inside out. Diwali wasn't just about her own art, she realized, but about sharing joy and working together. It was their most beautiful Diwali ever!

    5: Mira and the Missing Mithai

    Mira lived in a house that always smelled of cinnamon and cardamom during Diwali. Her favorite part was the mithai, the delicious sweets her family made for the festival. There were golden laddoos, swirly jalebis, and her absolute favorite – the soft, milky pedas.

    This year, Mira's grandmother, Nani, was in charge of the pedas. Mira could almost taste their sweetness! But on the morning of Diwali, disaster struck. The box of pedas was empty!

    Nani, where are they? Mira asked, her eyes wide with worry.

    Nani looked just as surprised. They were right here last night! Maybe someone got hungry...

    Mira knew she hadn't snuck any sweets and neither had her brother. A mystery was afoot!

    We'll be detectives! Mira decided. We'll find the missing pedas.

    With noses twitching, Mira and her brother got to work. They found a crumb of laddoo under the kitchen table. Could the mithai thief like laddoos too?

    They followed a dribble of syrup under the couch. It led to... their puppy, Moti! Moti was curled up, looking very guilty.

    Moti, did you eat the pedas? Mira asked. Moti just wagged his tail sheepishly.

    Mystery solved! But now there were no pedas for Diwali. Mira felt a pang of disappointment.

    Nani noticed her granddaughter's sad face and gave her a hug. Don't worry, little one. We can make more! And this time, we'll put them somewhere Moti can't reach.

    Mira and Nani rolled out new pedas together. They giggled as they made them, and the house filled again with the delicious smells of Diwali. Mira even snuck a tiny taste, and they were the best pedas ever!

    That night, Mira enjoyed the twinkling diyas, the fireworks, and the warm feeling of family. Even though her detective mission didn't go quite as planned, she learned that sometimes, even from something a little messy, you can create new and wonderful things.

    6: The Diwali Wish

    In a small town bustling with Diwali preparations lived a little girl named Leela. Leela was a kind girl, but she had one big worry this year. Her best friend, Priya, had moved away a few weeks ago, and Diwali wouldn't be the same without her.

    I miss making ladoos with Priya, she sighed to her father, Baba.

    Baba smiled gently. Diwali is a time for new lights and wishes, Leela. Why don't you make a Diwali wish?

    Leela liked the idea. She found a quiet spot under a big banyan tree and closed her eyes. I wish I could see Priya again for Diwali, she whispered to the rustling leaves.

    The next day, Leela joined her mother to shop in the market. The streets were alive with color – bright saris, piles of flowers, and tempting sweets. Suddenly, Leela heard a familiar voice.

    Leela?

    She turned and her heart leaped! There was Priya, with her big smile and her hair in two long braids.

    Priya! You're back! Leela cried and gave her friend a giant hug.

    It turned out Priya's family had come back to celebrate Diwali in their hometown. The girls spent the rest of the day together, sharing stories and decorating diyas.

    That night, under the twinkling stars, Leela looked up and thought, Sometimes, wishes really do come true. It was the brightest Diwali she could remember.

    7: The Diwali Dance-Off

    Samir loved to dance ! During Diwali, he couldn't wait to join the big dance-off in the town square. There were always flashing lights, lively music, and everyone dressed in their fanciest clothes.

    This year, Samir was determined to win. He practiced for weeks, spinning and leaping until he was dizzy.

    The day of the dance-off arrived. Samir was excited but also a little nervous. He put on his new kurta and went to the square. Contestants were already warming up, their moves sharper and swifter than his own.

    Maybe I'm not good enough, Samir fretted.

    Just then, he saw a girl sitting alone, watching the dancers with sad eyes. He went over to her.

    Hello, he said. Why aren't you dancing?

    My name is Asha, she said. I want to, but I hurt my leg and can't do all the steps.

    Samir felt a pang of sympathy. Then, he had an idea! Maybe I can help, he said.

    Together, they came up with a dance that used spins, hand gestures, and smiles. It wasn't fancy, but it was filled with joy.

    When it was their turn, Samir and Asha took to the stage. They moved to the beat, Samir leaping and Asha swaying gracefully. The crowd cheered, not for their tricky steps, but for their spirit!

    Samir didn't win a trophy that night, but he won something better. He learned that Diwali dancing wasn't about being the best, but about sharing

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