Mama Lola’s Tales

Strawberry and Wildberry

Once upon a time, there were two little sisters – Strawberry and Wildberry.

They lived on a sunny meadow and loved to dance more than anything in the world.

Every morning, as soon as the sun rose, the sisters would step onto the soft grass and begin to twirl, hop, and sing:

Sunshine, shine so bright!

Warm us with your light!

Make us red like little balls—

Sweet and full of vitamins for all!

And the sun would gently warm them with its golden rays. Because of this, Strawberry and Wildberry grew ever redder, juicier, and sweeter. Inside them, sweet juice would swell— rich with wholesome vitamins!

The sisters also loved to share their berries with children.

Whenever little ones came to play in the forest, Strawberry and Wildberry would cheerfully call out:

– Try us! We are sweet, good for you, and we are friends with the sunshine!

The children would eat the berries and grow healthy, cheerful, and full of energy.

Sometimes it would rain. But the sisters weren’t afraid – because after every shower, the sun would peek out again and make them bright and delicious once more!

And so, Strawberry and Wildberry still live to this day – dancing, singing, and sharing their vitamin-filled gifts with everyone who needs them.

The Story of Monkey Chichi

In far, far away enchanted tropical jungles – where trees hum quiet little songs, and morning dew sparkles like tiny diamonds – lived a little monkey named Chichi.

Chichi was no ordinary monkey – she was pink, just like cotton candy!

In these jungles lived the most unusual little animals:

– Red elephants, with ears like poppy petals;

– Purple parrots, with golden crests;

– Yellow hedgehogs, covered in soft, sunny little spines;

– Blue froglets, with tummies round like balloons.

All the little animals respected and helped one another. They shared fruit, built little bridges over streams, and comforted each other if someone fell or felt sad.

But Chichi?

Chichi loved to tease and play tricks!

“Knock-knock!” – she tapped little Rosie the elephant on the head.

“You’re so clumsy, just like a coconut! Ha-ha-ha!

“Peep-peep-peep!” – she copied Percy the parrot.

“You sing just like a squeaky little chick. Hee-hee-hee!”

She threw leaves at Sunny the hedgehog.

“You’re prickly, just like an old cactus! Ha-ha-ha!”

At first, the animals laughed… But then they stopped.

When Chichi came near – everyone fell silent.

When she held out her paw – they turned away.

One day, Chichi hung upside-down from a vine and laughed:

“A-ha-ha! You’re all so serious!”

Suddenly – snap!– the vine broke!

Chichi fell right into a soft, bubbly swamp…

She climbed out… covered in shiny green slime, just like honey caramel.

But no one cameto her.

Not Rosie. Not Percy. Not Sunny.

Chichi sat down on a little stone… and tears rolled from her eyes…

Just then, little Pippin the blue froglet hopped over.

He said nothing.

He simply took a big fern leaf and gave it to Chichi.

“Wipe your face,” he whispered.

Chichi was surprised:

“But I teased you… I said you hop like a clumsy balloon…”

“Yes,” Pippin nodded. “But now you’re sad. And being sad all alone? That’s not fun at all.”

Then Rosie peeked out from behind a palm tree:

“Shall we build you a new vine swing?”

Percy peeked out too:

“I’ll sing you the quietest song – the one that helps when your heart feels prickly.”

And Sunny appeared:

“And I’ll bring the juiciest mango. It’s sweet – oh, so sweet!”

Chichi sighed, rubbed her nose with the leaf, and said:

“Please forgive me. I thought teasing was funny…

But it turned out – it’s just sad.”

The animals smiled.

And from that day on, Chichi never teased again.

She made others laugh in kind ways – telling jokes about bananas hiding in the clouds, or vines that dream of becoming swings.

And whenever someone felt sad – Chichi was the first to hurry and help!

Little ones, remember:

Teasing is like throwing prickles – it hurts others, and hurts you too, when everything around grows quiet…

But a kind word? That’s like warm sunshine – it warms everyone at once.

Little Michael and Biscuit the Puppy

Michael played in the yard.

He pushed his toy car.

He laughed with his friends.

Peep… peep…

A tiny sound!

Under the bench – a little puppy.

Shivering.

Wet.

Muddy.

So scared.

Michael walked over – slow… slow…

He stroked the puppy’s head.

The puppy licked his hand…

and stopped shivering.

Michael picked him up – so gently – and ran home.

Tears shone in his eyes.

“Mama,” he whispered, “can we keep him?”

Mama smiled.

They gave the puppy a warm bath.

They gave him milk in a little bowl.

They tucked him into a soft blanket – snug as a hug.

“What shall we call him?” asked Mama.

“Biscuit!” said Michael.

And that’s how Biscuit came home.

Now, Biscuit:

Plays with Michael every day

Waits by the door – and wags-wags-wags! when Michael comes home

Sleeps curled up beside him

Warms him with his nose… and his paws…

Even barks in his sleep – woof… woof… dream-bark!

And Michael?

He smiles.

Every single day.

The Little Kitten Who Was Lost

It was nighttime.

Outside, it was cold, dark, and wet.

Rain tapped on the window.

The wind whispered, “Sleep, sleep, little ones…”

But inside the house—oh! It was warm and cozy. It smelled like warm milk and bread. Everything was quiet, calm, and safe.

Mama, Papa, and little Lily

were getting ready for bed.

Lily put on her soft pajamas,

kissed Mama and Papa,

and snuggled into her bed.

But then…

Meow… meow… A tiny sound came from behind the door.

“Who’s that?” asked Lily.

“Let’s see,” said Papa.

They opened the door…

And there was a tiny kitten!

Wet, shivering, with big scared eyes.

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