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The Golden Reed Pipe
One day they were ploughing and sowing in the fields. All of a sudden, a gale blew up and in the sky there appeared an evil dragon who stretched down his claws, caught Little Red in a tight grip and flew off with her towards the west. Her mother vaguely heard daughter's words carried on the wind: Oh mother, oh mother, as dear as can
be! My brother, my brother will rescue me!
Wiping away her tears, her mother gazed into the sky and said, "But I only have a daughter. Who can this brother
be?"
She staggered home and had got halfway there when her white hair was caught up in the branches of a bayberry tree growing by the roadside. While she was disentangling her hair, she spotted a red, red berry dangling from a twig. She picked it and swallowed it without thinking.
When she arrived home, the woman gave birth to a boy with a round head and red cheeks. She named the boy Little Bayberry.
Bayberry grew up very quickly and in a few days he was a young lad of fourteen or fifteen.
His mother wanted to ask Bayberry to rescue his sister but couldn't bring herself to inflict such a dangerous task on him. All she could do was weep to herself in secret.
One day a crow alighted on the eaves of her house and cried:
Your sister's suffering out there, out there!
She's weeping in the evil dragon's lair!
Bloodstains on her back,
She's digging rocks with hands so bare!
Upon hearing this, Bayberry asked his mother, "Do I have a sister?"
Tears streaming down her cheeks, his mother replied, "Yes, my boy, you do. Because she loved to dress in red, she was called Little Red. That evil dragon who has killed so many people came and took her away."
Bayberry picked up a big stick and said, "I'm going to rescue Little Red and kill that evil dragon. Then he can't do any more harm!"
His mother leaned against the door frame and through misty eyes watched her son march away.
Bayberry walked for miles and miles. On a mountain road he saw ahead of him, blocking the way, a large rock. It was pointed and rubbed smooth by all the travellers who had had to climb it. One wrong step would mean a nasty fall.
Bayberry said, "This is my first obstacle! If I don't remove it now, it will be the undoing of many more people." He thrust his stick under the rock and heaved with all his might. There was a great "crack!" and the stick broke in two. Then he put both his hands under the rock and tried to shift it with all the strength. The rock rolled down into the valley.
Just at that moment, a shining golden reed pipe appeared in the pit where the rock had been. Bayberry picked it up and blew on it. It gave out a resonant sound.
Suddenly, all the earthworms, frogs and lizards by the roadside began to dance. The quicker the tune the faster the creatures danced. As soon as the music stopped, they ceased dancing. Bayberry had an idea: "Ah! Now I can deal with the evil dragon."
He strode away, the golden reed pipe in hand. He climbed a huge rocky mountain and saw a ferocious-looking dragon coiled at the entrance to a cave. Piles of human bones lay all around him. He also saw a girl in red chiselling away at the cave. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. The evil dragon whipped the girl on the back with his tail and shouted vilely at her:
Most ungrateful loathsome
Mistress Red!
Since with me you would not wed,
Day by day, Rock by rock,
Hew me out a handsome cave, Or I'll send you to your grave! Bayberry realised that the girl was
none other than his sister. He shouted:
Wicked monster! Evil fiend! To torment my sister so!
Till your wretched life shall end
On this pipe I'll blow and blow!
Bayberry began to blow on his golden reed pipe. The music set the evil dragon dancing despite himself. Little Red downed her chisel and emerged from the cave to watch.
Bayberry blew on the pipe. The evil dragon continued to dance, squirming and writhing. The quicker the tune, the faster the evil dragon moved.
Little Red came over and wanted to speak to her brother. With a gesture of his hand, Bayberry showed her that he could not stop playing the pipe. If he did, the evil dragon would eat them both up.
Bayberry kept blowing for all he was worth, and the evil dragon stretched his long waist and kept writhing around in time to the music.
Fire came from his eyes, steam from his nostrils, and panting breath from his mouth. The evil dragon pleaded:
Ho-ho-ho! Brother you're the stronger!
Blow no more! Torture me no longer! I'll send her home,
If you leave me alone!
Bayberry had no intention of stopping. As he blew, he walked towards a big pond. The evil dragon followed him to the bank of the pond, squirming and dancing all the way. With a great splash the evil dragon fell into the pond and the water rose several feet. The evil dragon was utterly exhausted. Fire came from his eyes, steam from his nostrils and panting breath from his mouth. He entreated again in a hoarse voice:
Ho-ho-ho! Brother you're stronger!
Let me alone and I'll stay in this pond
And torture folk no longer!
Bayberry replied:
Wicked fiend!
This is my bargain:
Stay at the bottom of this pond, And never do harm again.
The evil dragon kept nodding his head. As soon as the golden reed pipe stopped blowing, he sank to the bottom of the pond.
Bayberry took hold of his sister's hand and walked happily away.
Not long after they set off, they heard the sound of water splashing in the pond. They looked over their shoulders and saw the evil dragon emerge from the water pond. He raised his head and flew in their direction, baring his fangs and clawing the air.
Little Red cried:
Go deep when digging a well;
Pull up the roots when hoeing a field. While that dragon is still alive
To kindly ways he'll never yield.
Bayberry rushed back to the pond and began to blow on his pipe once more. The evil dragon fell back into the pond and began to dance again, squirming and writhing in the water. Bayberry stood on the bank for seven days and nights, a fast tune blowing on his pipe. Finally, the evil dragon could move no longer and floated on the surface of the water. His days had come to an end.
Sister and brother joyfully returned home, dragging the body of the evil dragon along behind them. When their mother saw her two children coming home, her face lit up with happiness.
The Jealous Crow
Far, far away there was a grove of shady mango trees. On one of the green trees there lived a cuckoo and a crow. They were quite alike in appearance. Both the birds were black. Only the crow was a little bigger. The cuckoo would lay all her eggs in the crow's nest. For quite sometime they lived as good friends. The cuckoo had a sweet voice and often she would fill the grove with her sweet melody.
One day, a traveller passed by. Night fell and there was darkness all around. The traveller was tired. So he decided to spend the night under the huge mango tree on which the crow and the cuckoo lived.
The night was exceedingly pleasant. Full moon was shedding her lone lustre in the sky. The eerie surrounding made the cuckoo feel supremely happy. She kept singing the whole night long and the passerby was simply captivated by cuckoo's sweet song.
Night passed. The day dawned. It was now the crow's turn to caw. His voice was so harsh to the ears that the traveller soon left the place. When the crow saw the traveller leave the place, in disgust he felt jealous of the sweet-voiced bird. When the cuckoo had gone away in search of food the crow went to the nest in desperation and breaking all the eggs, he threw them down.
The cuckoo, finding all her eggs smashed, was mad with grief. She went to the crow and said, "Oh brother, we had always lived like friends. What made you break all my eggs?"
"Well sister, as you sang, the unknown traveller stayed the whole night. When I started cawing he left the place. I felt insulted and broke all your eggs. Now let us both go to the traveller and ask him why he did so."
So, both the birds flew and flew till they spotted the traveller. When the crow asked him, he replied, "I was carried away by the cuckoo's enchanting voice but your voice was intolerably harsh. So, I left the place. But both of you have been old friends, so you should always live in harmony. You should not feel jealous of your friend."
These words of the passerby pacified both cuckoo and the crow. After that day they lived peacefully.
The just and kind words of a traveller destroyed the ill feeling of jealousy in the crow just as a sprinkling of a little cold water settles the boiling milk.
West Cornwall
The area that was once the engine room of Britain’s mining industry has a haunting beauty. The towns of Redruth and its sibling Camborne were West Cornwall’s mining heartland. It is a place where one must spend time to recognize the beauty. Five kilometers to the west, the village of Portreath overlooks an area of sand, book ended by cliffs.
Portreath is the best village in the area. It began as the playground of the Redruth Camborn e miners. Now it is slightly middle-class resort filled in summer with families on holidays. In the mid 19th century the small harbour bustled with sailing vessels.
Corwall’s mining land-scapes have been nominated for World Heritage status. At dusk, we climb Cam Brea, an Iron Age settlement and hill fort close to Redruth. We count more than a dozen mine chimneys against the evening skyline. Standing on top of Cam Brea, it is hard to believe that 150 years ago these relics of the mining industry shrieked with the sound of heavy machinery. Now, except for chirruping of the birds, all is silent.
If you’ve got the legs and the stamina there’s no better way to get to know Cornwall’s wild Atlantic seaboard than to hike it. The National Trust looks after 260 km of Cornish coastline, sand dunes and sheltered bays for walkers. On a breezy day with the sun flitting in and out of clouds, we take the local bus from Redruth to St Agnes and hike 12 km south to Portreath.
The 18 km cycling trail is the best in that part of the country. It takes you from Portreath in the west to the river at Devoran in the southeast. The path follows the tracks of the horse drawn tramways that once hauled ore to the ports.
Surfing is popular on the beaches of west Cornwall. There is always a hardly group of surfers in the waves in all weather. New quay is the surf capital but there are plenty of good beaches north towards Padstow and south to St Ives.
MEDICINE FOR CHILDREN
“Recent studies suggest that in the UK more than half of the medicines prescribed for babies in neonatal intensive care are unlicensed or off-label, and up to a quarter of all medicines prescribed in pediatric inpatient care fall into this category,” says Professor Tom Walley, Director of the HTA programme and Professor of Clinical Pharmacology in the Prescribing Research Group at the Department of Pharmacology and Therapeutics, University of Liverpool. “The MCRN has been set up to investigate safe and appropriate medicines for children, and the HTA programme is delighted to be supporting the new network to help address this largely neglected area.”
The HTA programme intends to commission a variety of research projects (including primary, secondary and methodological designs) to help support the new network, with investigators from all disciplines invited to bid for research work in the area.
“This is the latest step in the Department of Health’s pediatric medicines strategy which aims to improve children’s health through the development of children’s medicines,” says Professor Sally Davies, Head of Research & Development at the Department of Health. “Currently, most medicines are designed and tested in adults, so healthcare professionals must use their skill and judgment when prescribing medicines for children. We want to see safer and more effective treatments designed specifically for children. Research commissioned and funded through the Health Technology Assessment programme, and coordinated through the Medicines for Children Research Network, is vital in achieving this.”
The Chipmunk That Ran Away
Once upon a time, there was a nervous little chipmunk. She was always afraid that something bad happened to her.
One day, she heard a little noise. It was really only an apple that fell to the ground. But the little Chipmunk was afraid and said “The sky is falling in.” Then she ran away as fast as she could go.
Soon she met an old brother Chipmunk, who asked, “Where are you running to, little Chipmunk?”
And the little Chipmunk answered, “The sky is falling in, and I am running away.”
“The sky is falling in?” said the old brother Chipmunk. And he told the story to his brother chipmunk, until at last there were a hundred brother Chipmunks shouting, ”The sky is falling in.”
Soon the larger animals heard what the Chipmunks were saying. The Deer, the Sheep, the Pig, the Camel, the Tiger, and the Elephant began to say, “The sky is falling in.”
Then the wise Lion heard all the noise and wanted to know what was happening. He stopped all the animals and asked, “What are you saying?” The brother Chipmunks said, “Oh we heard it from that little Chipmunk!” And the Lion said, “Little Chipmunk, what made you say that the sky was falling in?” And the little Chipmunk said, “I saw it there near the tree.”
“Well,” said the Lion, “Come with me and I will show you how something”. “Now get on my back.” The Lion took her on his back, and asked the animals to stay where they were until they returned. Then he showed the little Chipmunk that the apple had fallen to the ground. This made the noise that had made her afraid. The little Chipmunk said, “Oh, I see. The sky is not falling in.”
The Lion said, “Let’s go back and tell the other animals.”
So they went back. At last all the animals knew that the sky was not falling in.
The Twins of the Kingdom of Taun
There was only one thing to mar the happiness of the King and Queen, and that was the fact that they had not yet been blessed with a son or daughter who would one day inherit their beloved kingdom. As time went on Datu Taun felt that his life was slipping away, and that he must act to change his situation. After having given the matter full consideration, he made his decision and approached his wife.
"My Queen," he said gently. "For many years we have hoped for a child; we have made all the necessary offerings, said all the prayers, but to no avail. Now I would like to have your thoughts on this matter."
The Queen, although in her heart she must have known what the King was considering, replied sweetly, "I leave it entirely up to you, my Lord, to do what you think best. Whatever you decide, I will agree."
"Then give me your permission to take another wife," said the King. "Perhaps in this way I will be given an heir."
"I have no objection," said Dewi Mas. "But if you take another woman to marry, be sure that she is a woman of good character, who will produce the kind of offspring you have been longing for."
With the Queen's approval, the King now consulted his chief ministers, and told them of his decision. With no objections forthcoming, he then told them that he would soon marry a beautiful princess, the daughter of Minister Aur named Sunggar Tutul.
After Datu Taun's marriage to Sunggar Tutul, the King was very seldom seen in the chambers of Dewi Mas. He spent all his time at the palace of his younger wife, a state of affairs which caused the elders of the kingdom not a little concern. Some of them even dared to come before Queen Dewi Mas to express their displeasure at the King's failure to treat both wives equally, as prescribed in the tenets of their religion.
Dewi Mas, however, pacified them and remained patient and steadfast, and even happy, since she knew that she was with child. The news of Dewi Mas' pregnancy was received by Sunggar Tutul with surprise and shock, and her immediate reaction was to think of a way to dispose of Dewi Mas. It was not long before she had a story prepared for Datu Taun. The baby Dewi Mas was carrying, Sunggar Tutul told the King, was not his, but the result of an extra- marital relationship between Dewi Mas and Loq Deos, a courtier who often served her. The King accepted Sunggar Tutul's story without question, and in great anger, he decided to banish Dewi Mas from his kingdom. He commanded his palace courtiers to see that she was sent away immediately, with sixty attendants, both men and women. Among the King's ministers there were many who were convinced that Dewi Mas was not guilty of any adulterous act, but they were compelled to carry out the King's command.
Dewi Mas arranged that all the people who had been sent away with her were happily settled. She assured herself that each family had a satisfactory place to cook their rice, as well as a comfortable place to sleep. Dewi Mas herself was able to resign herself to her banishment; what she could not accept was the fact that others might have to suffer because of her. Sometimes she would sit outside her small abode, and looking across the sea, ponder her fate and that of her loyal followers.
One day, as she sat thus, she caught sight of a small, boat, far away, in the middle of the sea that stretched into the distance before her, and she watched as it drew closer.
As the ship approached the island, its Captain and crew, one by one, marvelled at a light that seemed to be radiating from a certain spot on the island. One of the crew remarked that the island was now inhabited, and another suggested that the light was coming from a female jinn. Another insisted that whatever it was, he was sure there was no danger, and they should anchor there, to which proposal the Captain agreed.
Now they could see Dewi Mas clearly, and they were all charmed by her beauty. They disembarked, and the Captain approached Dewi Mas at the spot on the shore where she always sat. After an exchange of friendly greetings, the Captain asked for water, which Dewi Mas ordered to be brought to him. The Captain then said, "We have often passed this place on our journeys, but we have never known it to be inhabited. We find this strange. And — may I ask? — Are you a human being, or are you a jinn?"
Dewi Mas replied to the Captain's questions, explaining exactly what had happened. The Captain and his crew felt great sympathy for Dewi Mas, and the Captain even proposed that she become his wife. Dewi Mas refused, telling him that she was carrying the King's child, but she asked that they all be transported to the island of Bali.
The Captain could not refuse Dewi Mas' request, and the Queen and all her followers were duly taken to Bali, where they prepared to settle for an indefinite period of time.
By now Dewi Mas' time had come, and she gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl, each being born with an extraordinary attachment: the boy a keris, and the girl, an arrow. The boy was named Raden Nuna Putra Janjaq and the girl, Dewi Rinjani. The twins were healthy children, and grew up happily, playing with the many other children in the neighbourhood. From their playmates they often heard the word "father," and they also saw their friends' fathers. They began to wonder about their own father, and one day they decided to ask their mother, who had never mentioned him.
then proceeded to an inner chamber where he found Datu Taun himself.
"Are you the King?" the boy asked. "I must meet the King, Datu Taun."
"And who might you be?" asked the King.
"How dare you enter without my permission?"
"I have come from Bali," said the boy, "to meet the King."
"I am the King," said Datu Taun. "What do you want?"
"So you are really the King," said the boy. "I am sorry to hear that."
"Leave my presence at once!" shouted the King. "Away with you, boy!" and he took out his keris. Raden Nuna Putra Janjaq had his own keris at the ready, and a furious battle ensued between father and son. Many times Datu Taun's keris touched the boy's body, but was unable to pierce it, and likewise Datu Taun was invulnerable to all the attempted thrusts of the boy's. But finally Datu Taun seized the boy and was just about to throw him to the ground with all his might. At that very moment he heard a voice, an inner voice, which said, "Datu Taun, now you must know the truth. The boy you are about to torture is your own son, and Dewi Mas is his mother. Do not harm him!"
Datu Taun released the boy, and grasping him by the shoulders, looked long and penetratingly into his eyes. A feeling of great sadness and regret overcame him, and he embraced the boy whom he now knew to be his own son.
Raden Nuna Putra Janjaq then told him all about his mother and his twin sister who were now in Bali, and the King promised to bring them back to the kingdom of Taun with all their loyal followers. Arrangements were made without delay, and Dewi Mas, her daughter Dewi Rinjani, and all their attendants with their families returned to Lombok, to the kingdom of Taun. Datu Taun presented his crown and his kingdom to his son, and the family moved into the Palace. Sunggar Tutul begged forgiveness, which Dewi Mas was willing to grant, and they lived together in peace and harmony.
As soon as Raden Nuna Putra Janjaq had begun his reign, Datu Taun be took himself to a high mountain to meditate, accompanied by his daughter Dewi Rinjani.
It was there on the mountain peak that Dewi Rinjani was summoned by the female jinns to be their leader, and from that moment on, the highest mountain in Lombok, where they lived and meditated, was called Mount Rinjani.
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Around Bali
Bali, the fabled "Island of the Gods", has been enchanting visitors for cen- turies with its rich cultural traditions and spectacular panoramas. From lofty, misty enshrouded volcanoes and cool mountain lakes down through terraced rice fields to a golden strand lapped by azure waters, every square inch of Bali offers a fresh and unforgettable image.
No less enchanting are its people, some 2.7 million souls whose artistry and piety are recognised throughout the world. Balinese Hinduism, a complex fusion of Indian cosmology, Tantric Buddism and homegrown mythology, is the primary faith of Bali's inhabitants, and so deeply woven into the fabric of their daily lives that the line between the spiritual and the material is blurry at best.
The shoppers among you will find Bali a treasure house of handicrafts and fine works of art. The Balinese are incredibly gifted artists and craftsmen, and their material creations are imbued with the same sense of wonderment with which they regard their universe. Stone and wood carvings, traditional and modern paintings and intricately designed jewelry in gold and silver are readily available in shops and galleries throughout the island.
As for recreation, there is no short- age of options. Nature walks, horseback riding, diving, surfing, bungy jumping and white water rafting await the ad- venturous here.
Rainforests as Economic Reserves
We discovered previously that rainforests are essential to our life on Earth. They also provide a rich variety of economic resources that are used all over the world. This presents countries with a serious dilemma. Rainforests are used for a number of economic purposes, ranging from agricultural to urban and industrial use. The dilemma facing many rainforest-rich countries, including Australia, is that, as these economic demands grow, the planet's rainforests are placed under increasing threat of destruction. The economic resources provided by the world's rainforests are enormous. Here are just some of the more important ones. Foods
Nearly 50 per cent of the world's food supplies originate in rainforest areas. Items that we commonly buy from the supermarket, such as bananas, pineapples, mangoes, peanuts, macadamia nuts and cashews, all originated in rainforests. Many popular foods like rice, corn and maize also come from the rainforests, as do tea, coffee, cocoa and sugar.
Recreation
Rainforests are becoming increasingly popular places for people to visit because they are seen as areas of wilderness and natural beauty. People take part in activities such as fishing, bush-walking, rock climbing and four-wheel driving. The overuse of rainforests for tourist activities has led governments to pass laws restricting activities in these forests. The Daintree region in northern Queensland is one area where the government has passed laws regulating rainforest activities.
Medicines and drugs
Many medicines and drugs sold by the local pharmacist come from plants that grow in rainforests. For example, medicines used for travel sickness, headaches, stomach upsets, skin diseases and leukaemia all come from the rainforests. In fact, nearly 40 per cent of all medicines sold in chemists, originate from rainforests.
Industrial and building products
Rainforests provide many products used by the community for urban development. These include timber converted into building materials for house framing, furniture, fencing, panel products and flooring. Rainforests also supply wood chips used in making cardboard, toilet tissue and the pulp used for some papers.
Many industrial products also originate from the rainforests. Spices, rubber, oils, waxes, dyes and gums are just some examples. Even everyday products such as toothpaste, cosmetics, tyres, paints and deodorants are produced from plants growing in rainforest areas.
Sustainable development
Scientists believe that over 200,000 square kilometres of rainforest are being destroyed each year for economic purposes. Most people would acknowledge the economic importance of the world's rainforests. However, there needs to be a balance between the way we are currently using our rainforests and the future availability of these resources. This is now commonly being referred to as ecologically sustainable development.
For example, conservationists, governments and industry groups believe that timber should be harvested from forests in a sustainable way. This should be done without permanently damaging the home of other plants and animals, the soil or rivers and creeks. This is a very complex task. It involves ensuring trees that are removed from the forest which are replaced by seedlings that will form part of the new forest.
To conclude, since the rainforests are very crucial to support many aspects of our life, it is our duty to preserve them.
Recycling
Much of what we throw away could be used again. Recycling puts "garbage" to good use. Recycling helps preserve precious resources because it saves on the use of raw materials and energy. It also reduces the pollution caused when the waste is dumped.
Glass can be remelted. This is better than making fresh glass from raw materials, but it is even better to reuse the bottle whole. Metals can be recycled by being remelted and then used to make other new items. The metals to recycle from an ordinary household are aluminium and steel from cans. Scrap from cars gives several different metals for recycling.
Paper is easy to recycle. Every home and office should have a paper reclining routine. Plastics are the worst problem because they do not biodegrade (breakdown) easily. They are also hard to recycle and cause harmful pollution when burned. It is important to use as little plastics as possible, and then only ones that are recyclable or biodegradable.
Australia's Natural Environment
Australia has many unique features: a variety of landforms ranging from rugged mountains to coastal plains and beaches; many different kinds of vegetation, such as tropical rainforests and grasslands; and a climate varying from Mediterranean (dry summers and wet winters) to tropical (wet summers and dry winters).
Australia's particular combination of climate and landform is responsible for the dry and flat landscape. In Australia, large amounts of rain tend to fall on the eastern seaward side of the continent in Queensland, New South Wales and Victoria. This is because of the influence of southeast trade winds. These winds pick up moisture over the Pacific Ocean and when this moist, warm air meets the Great Dividing Range, it is forced to rise.
When air rises, it cools. Because cool air cannot hold as much moisture as warm air, the moisture in it condenses into water droplets, which then fall as rain. In eastern Australia, this usually occurs on the mountains. This area along Australia's east and southeast coast is where most of Australia's forests are found. Likewise, many of Australia's rivers start their life in eastern Australia in the Great Dividing Range and then carry much of Australia's total rainfall eastward, into the Pacific Ocean.
On the western side of the Great Dividing Range, most of the land is dry, flat and arid. This is because most of the moisture carried by the trade winds has been dropped on the eastern side of the ranges. As the air rises over the ranges and starts to descend on the other side, it becomes warmer and drier as it passes over the land, so very little rain falls. Any rivers running inland also carry less water because they have to travel a long way through dry country.
Thus, the features of Australia's Natural Environment are incomparable with any other environments. The varieties of landforms, vegetation, and climate are so unique they make this continent stand out in its natural environment.
Why Does the Cock Eat the Millipede?
When the millipede came for the horns, he said to the cock: "When you want your horns back, you must call out at dawn: 'Give me back my horns!' and they will be returned to you at once. You need have no occasion to be concerned in the least."
The kind cock knew how difficult it was to ascend to heaven, so, reassured by the good security the millipede offered, he loaned his horns without hesitation, just twisting them right off his head. He also thought to himself that when the dragon returned from his visit to heaven, they could sit down and have a good conversation; he would ask the dragon to tell him how things were in heaven, and if it really was beautiful there, as he had always heard. If it was true, he might consider going there himself someday, he thought.
So, next morning at daybreak (for the dragon's visit was scheduled to be brief), the cock called out loudly: "Give me back my horns!" But, even though he repeated this demand ten times over, there was no sign at all of either the dragon or the horns. Worried, the cock promptly went off to complain to the millipede, who soothed him, saying: "If the dragon has not returned the horns this morning, then he will certainly do so tomorrow. At the very latest, the day after that. Just learn to be a little patient and your horns will soon be back on your head, just as before."
The cock did wait several days, but although he called out every morning at sunrise: "Give me back my horns!" They never did reappear. The cock was extremely annoyed at this deception and loss, as you can well imagine, therefore he ordered all the members of his family to eat millipedes on sight.
Even so, the cock has not yet given up hope of getting his horns returned. He ordered his descendants always to call out at the break of day: "Give me back my horns!" He still hopes that the dragon may hear him!.
Miss Mole Catches a Ghost
"I just love baby-sitting," sighed Miss Mole, as she gazed at the little animals, "you're all such darlings!"
"But we're not babies," grumbled the fieldmice twins, "we're almost grown up!"
"Well you'll always be babies to me," giggled Miss Mole, as she gave them all a great big hug.
But one evening when Miss Mole was baby-sitting, something very strange happened ...
All the little animals had walked over to Miss Mole's house just before dark. They were laughing and joking and making lots of noise as they went along.
All of a sudden one of the rabbits heard a strange sound. Then one or two of the little animals saw something move near the top of the trees.
"What was that?" gasped a baby badger as he grabbed one of the squirrels.
Then, as the wind rustled the leaves on the tree ... they all saw it ... a spooky white thing flying through the branches!
"It's a ghost!" screamed a small hedgehog. And everyone ran as fast as they could and landed on a heap at Miss Mole's front door.
"Whatever is wrong?" cried Miss Mole as she opened her door, and in fell all the little animals.
"We've seen a ghost!" sobbed the rabbit. "It's chased us all the way through the wood, and now it's up in that tree!"
Miss Mole put on her extra strong glasses and took a good look.
"Goodness me," she gasped, "there it is!"
Right then and there, brave Miss Mole reached for her longest broom and pulled something out of the branches above.
"Here's your ghost," laughed Miss Mole. "It's a plastic bag. I lost it on my way back from the woodland supermarket!"
All the little animals breathed a big sigh of relief as Miss Mole took them inside and closed the door.
"Gather round and I'll tell you a story," she said kindly.
"As long as it's not a ghost story," whispered the baby badger.
Teddy Bear Time
"Half past three," the bear who sells fruit and vegetables said, glancing up
at the Town Hall clock.
"A quarter to nine," the bear in the bakery replied, looking at the clock high on the church.
"Nine minutes after five," the bear who sells ice cream on the corner of the main street said, peering at the clock in front of the train station.
You have probably guessed that all the clocks in Bearborough were wrong. That was because old Mr Minim, the only clock mender in town, had become a little shaky on his legs. Although fit and well in every other way, he simply could not face climbing up a ladder to mend clocks high up.
As you can imagine, the clocks really were a problem. The trains were never on time, and the shopkeepers didn't know when to open their shops.
Then, one day, Bearborough had two very special visitors. They were a bear called Alfred and his friend Jumble- who was an elephant! Now most bears in Bearborough had never seen an elephant before, so they all gathered round. And the elephant, pleased to show off his size and strength, wrapped his trunk around each of the little bears in turn and lifted them up high, squealing with excitement.
"Excuse me, Jumble," said Mr Minim, tapping him lightly on the toe with his walking stick. "Could you lift a grown-up bear, like me, for example?"
In seconds, Mr Minim found himself dangling above the crowd, yet he felt as safe as if he was standing on firm ground.
And that is why, if you visit Bearborough these days, all the clocks are exactly right, for Jumble visits every twelve months, and Mr Minim always says that's the highlight of his year!
Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves
One day, his wife said, "We have no food in the house. No rice. No potatoes. Go and collect leaves in the forest so that I can make a soup."
Ali was a lazy man. He looked for leaves for about ten minutes and then he climbed a tree to sleep. He was afraid of wolves. When he woke up, he was surprised to see forty thieves on forty horses. They stopped in front of a big rock.
"Open Sesame!" shouted the leader. A door on the rock opened. The thieves carried sacks full of gold into the cave. When they had finished, the leader shouted.
"Close Sesame!" and the door closed. As soon as the thieves had disappeared Ali Baba jumped down from the tree, said, "Open Sesame" and went into the cave.
There were shelves all around the walls. The shelves were full of sacks. And the sacks were full of gold. Ali took a sack home with him.
Unfortunately, one of the thieves saw Ali's footprints on the sand. He followed them to Ali's home. He took out his knife and made a cross on the door.
"Now I shall know which house it is," he said.
He rode off to get the other thieves. But Ali had seen the thief.
He and his wife took brooms and swept away the footprints. Then he made crosses on every door at the street. When the forty thieves arrived they had their knives between their teeth. But they couldn't find either Ali – or the gold. And Ali and his wife lived happily ever after.
What Are Thunder and Lightning?
Lightning is a sudden, violent flash of electricity between a cloud and the ground, or from cloud to cloud. A lightning flash, or bolt, can be several miles long. It is so hot, with an average temperature of 34,000° Centigrade, that the air around it suddenly expands with a loud blast. This is the thunder we hear.
Lightning occurs in hot, wet storms. Moist air is driven up to a great height. It forms a type of cloud called cumulo- nimbus. When the cloud rises high enough, the moisture freezes and ice crystals and snowflakes are formed. These begin to fall, turning to rain on the way down. This rain meets more moist air rising, and it is the friction between them which produces static electricity. When a cloud is fully charged with this electricity, it discharges it as a lightning flash.
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The Lost Caterpillar
Seven worms are walking happily. Their mother is leading them. They have just had their breakfast on a big tree near a river.
“Come on, children. Let’s go home,” Mama Worm says.
Suddenly, a cricket says, “Your last child is ugly!” “Ugly?” asks Mama Worm. Then she looks at the child. He is not the same as her other children. “Hey, ugly!” she says, “You are not my child. Go away!”
The little brown worm walks away. He is very sad. When he is near a lake, he looks into the water.
“Oh, how ugly I am,” he cries.
“You are not ugly,” says a voice. “Oh, I find you, my child.”
The worm looks around. There is a beautiful big butterfly and her children. They all look the same as he.
“They may call you ugly,” says Butterfly.
“But you are the most beautiful child in the world. One day, you will turn into a beautiful butterfly.”
What Is a Kangaroo?
The largest kangaroos are the Great Grey Kangaroo and the Red Kangaroo. Adults grow to a length of 1.60 metres and weigh over 90 kilos.
Kangaroos are marsupials. This means that the female kangaroo has an external pouch on the front of her body. A baby kangaroo is very tiny when it is born, and it crawls at once into this pouch where it spends
its first five months of life.
A kangaroo is an animal found only in Australia, although it has a smaller relative, called a wallaby, which lives on the Australian island of Tasmania and also in New Guinea.
Kangaroos eat grass and plants. They have short front legs, but very long, and very strong back legs and a tail. These are used for sitting up and for jumping. Kangaroos have been known to make forward jumps of over eight metres, and leap across fences more than three metres high. They can also run at speeds of over
45 kilometres per hour.
The Tortoise and the Hare
One bright, sunny morning a tortoise–we shall call him Mr Tortoise– was taking a walk when suddenly he met a hare. Now he did not like this hare at all, for he was very sarcastic, and always laughed at the tortoise. Nevertheless, the tortoise smiled and greeted him, "Good morning, Mr Hare. How are you?"
The hare did not answer, but as soon as he saw the tortoise, he began to laugh very loudly.
"Oh, oh. I can't help laughing at you, Mr Tortoise!"
"Why, what's so funny?"
"You! You are so slow, Mr Tortoise."
"Me? Slow? Who says I'm slow?" asked the tortoise.
"I do," answered the hare. "With those funny legs of yours you certainly can't run, you can only walk."
"But there's nothing the matter with my legs."
"Well, I don't know whether one can call them legs or not. They're so short and look so funny. I don't understand how you can get about at all!"
The tortoise got very angry, but he just smiled. He walked on saying, "Goodbye, Mr Hare. See you again."
"Wait a moment, Mr Tortoise. Where do you think you're going?"
"I'm just taking a walk."
"Oh? You certainly can't walk very far, though, can you?"
Hearing this the tortoise became angrier still, but he pretended to be calm.
"Look," he said, "why don't you stop teasing me and making fun of me? I'm sure I can run as fast as you can."
At this the hare laughed so loudly that he was unable to answer the tortoise immediately.
"You? As fast as me? Poor Mr Tortoise, don't you know that I'm the fastest creature in the forest?
"We shall see," said the tortoise. "I have a good plan. Do you see that tree over there on the top of the hill?"
"Yes, I do."
"Now, let's have a race and see which of us can reach that tree first. It's a very long way off, but it will prove which of us can run the faster."
The hare stopped laughing and asked, "Are you serious, Mr Tortoise?"
"Of course I am," answered the tortoise. "Let's begin the race right away!"
One, two, three! The tortoise and the hare were off. Of course the tortoise was quickly left far behind by the hare.
When the hare had run for about half an hour he thought, "I think I will just lie down here to rest a while. I've made myself tired running so fast. Anyway, it will take a very long for the tortoise to get here. I can't even see him. When he comes, I will jump up and run away from him again. What a fool Mr Tortoise is to have a race with me, the fastest creature on legs!"
So the hare lay down to rest, and soon was fast asleep. He slept for hours and hours! And he did not hear the tortoise passing quietly.
It was already late in the afternoon
when the hare woke up.
"Goodness!" he cried out. "It's nearly dark! Where's Mr Tortoise?"
He looked up towards the hill and saw the tortoise, very far off and very small!
"Mr Tortoise can be only a few metres from the tree by now! I must hurry!"
And the hare started to run just as fast as he could go. He ran and ran with all his might to get to the tree first. Ten minutes more! Three minutes more... two minutes more... one minute... thirty seconds... ten second... three... two... one! At that moment the tortoise reached the tree! And so he was the first to arrive at the tree! The hare was late... only one second!
Ashamed, tired and very exhausted because of running so very fast, the hare rolled over on the ground and died!
Marsupials
Do you know marsupials? Marsupials are animals that have a built-in baby carrier. You know, marsupial mothers have a pouch on the front of their bodies. You know what? A marsupial mom puts her newborn baby in her pouch. She carries the baby around until it is ready to go out on its own.
Kangaroos are one kind of marsupial. But there are many other kinds, too. Where do they live?
Er … most marsupials live in Australia and New Zealand. A kind of opossum is the only marsupial that lives in North America. A few other kinds of marsupials live in Central and South America.
Some marsupials live in deserts. Others live in deep forests. Still others live on open plains.
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Elephants : The Amazing Animals
Elephants are the largest land animals on earth. They have the largest brains of any mammal. Elephants talk to each other. Researchers have discovered more than 50 different types of calls that they use to communicate with each other. Their trunks are strong enough to pick up trees but sensitive enough to pick up a flower. They use them as tools to sweep paths, to scratch themselves, to swat flies, and to draw in the dirt. They are good swimmers and use their trunks like snorkels. They live together in family groups. They help each other when in trouble. They join together to care for and rescue their young.
GORILLAS
Gorillas are the largest of all the primates. A male gorilla can be 180 centimeters tall and can weigh 200 kilograms. Gorillas are very strong but they do not often fight. In fact they are peaceful animals.
Gorillas live in small family groups of about 15. In a group there is one strong, older male, some young males, and a few females with their babies. They move slowly around a large area of jungle eating leaves and bushes.
In some ways gorillas are very like humans. When they are happy, they laugh and wave their arms. When they are angry, they beat their chests. When they are sad, they cry. But they cry quietly, without any tears.
Unfortunately, people hunt and kill gorillas. They also cut down and burn their trees. There are now only about 10,000 gorillas left in the world.
The Snow Bride
Many years ago, when great forests still covered the hills of Japan, a samurai named Hikaru lost his way in a sudden winter storm. Snow pellets sharp as spears pierced his cloak and drove him blindly into the deep woods.
Cold stalked him, and he had no weapon to battle this in-visible enemy. Finally his horse burst into a clearing. The wind rattled the tree limbs, but no snow fell here. A wooden house squatted beside a huge camphor tree. The snow was a smooth white carpet. This quiet place seemed peaceful enough, but he sensed someone watching, waiting in silence.
A door opened. A white-haired woman studied him. Hold-ing out her arms, she murmured, “Welcome, my lord. Enter and feel no fear.”
Hikaru smiled. He had killed fear long ago. But his horse ran away from the tiny hut. The samurai pulled the reins and drove it forward until the horse reluctantly moved forward. He found a lean-to built on the side of the hut, sheltered on one side by the hut and on the other by the tree. When his mount discovered some hay, its hunger drove out all fear. He left the animal peacefully grazing and went to find his hostess.
The hut was simply furnished, though firelight created a golden sparkle off the dishes and cups she set before him.
Where had this woman found such luxuries, he wondered as she silently served him.
After he had eaten, he fixed his eyes on her. “Who are you?”
She kept her gaze modestly lowered. “I am called Yuki, my lord. This place is my home.” Yuki glided around the room in a silken whisper. Gradually he became aware of how quiet the woods had become. “Are you not lonely here?”
Her lips quirked in a shadow of a smile. “You are here, my lord. As long as you are pleased with me, how could I be lonely?”
Time passed, but it was always winter. Hikaru forgot everything but the lovely woman who anticipated his wants. As soon as he thought, “I want – “ Yuki was there, offering food and drink to fill his belly or song to soothe his soul. Yet men are never content. For a warrior, even an earthly paradise can become a wicked prison.
One day, Hikaru woke with anger. Nothing Yuki said or did pleased him.
Dashing dishes off the table, the tiny crashes echoed how he’d destroyed his enemies in the past. The memory infl amed his temper. Enough of this quiet and inaction! He could find that in death.
“My lord, tell me how I have displeased you. I – ”
“You, woman!” he snapped. “You’ve kept me prisoner in this place far too long!”
He rushed to the door and fl ung it open. A cold breeze brushed his cheek. Yuki grasped his sleeve. “My lord! Do not leave!”
“Enough!” The samurai jerked from her grip. Rage boiled in his heart as he backhanded her. “Out of my way, woman!”
“As you wish.” The mark of his hand seemed a dark bruise on her pale skin. “I will bother you no more.” Head bowed, Yuki stepped aside. The door swung shut between them.
A low moan shuddered amongst the trees. Wind whipped his helm from his head and his cloak off his shoulders. Cold knifed his body, just beneath the heart.
“Yuki?” Blinded, Hikaru stumbled backwards, but tree bark scraped his questing hands. Where was the hut? It was cold, so cold.
Spring came late that year. Birdsong welcomed the sun’s return. The golden fingers of the goddess Amateratsu caressed the still alabaster face of the sleeping man. But he never wakened. As she continued her journey across the sky, cherry trees covered the silken clad form with tiny pink-edged petals, a living blanket of snow.
Greenhouse Effect
The Greenhouse effect is raised temperature at the planet’s surface as result of heat energy being trapped by gases in the atmosphere. Certain gases cause the atmosphere to act like the glass in a greenhouse. As a result, the temperature of a planet’s surface may be higher than it otherwise would be–on Earth about 33º C (59ºF) higher. The main gases that produce the greenhouse effect on Earth are water vapour and carbon dioxide. Scientists suspect that an increased discharge of carbon dioxide from human activity (notably motor transport and industry) is contributing to global warming.
Greenhouse gases are fairly transparent to the short-wavelength, visible and ultraviolet light that brings most of the Sun’s energy, though about 25% is reflected by the atmosphere, and 25% is absorbed by it. About 5% is reflected from the Earth, which absorbs the rest. Some of this absorbed energy rises again in thermals or in the heat of evaporated moisture. The rest is reradiated as long–wavelength infrared rays. The infrared radiation emitted by the Earth is partially transmitted straight back into space. A much greater amount is absorbed by the greenhouse gases, which are very efficient absorbers of the long infrared wavelengths. Some of the absorbed heat is reradiated into space, but a lot is radiated downwards to fuel global warming. Half the world’s population lives on low–lying coastal areas, such as the Bay of Bengal which is particularly vulnerable to flooding. Global warming could cause the sea level to rise. A 2m (6ft) rise in sea level would inundate close to 20% of Bangladesh and require tens of millions to be evacuated. A larger rise of 5m (16ft) would drown close to half the country.
Birth Control
Most people agree that some form of family limitation or spacing is desirable for the good of the family and society. But individuals and groups– especially religious groups–differ sharply on the methods of birth control that they consider moral and acceptable.
Couples that practice birth control do so for various reasons. They may want to limit or space their children, or to have no children at all. Young couples often postpone having children so that both partners can work full-time. Other couples space their children so they can give each child as much attention as possible. Some women are advised by their doctors to avoid pregnancy for health reasons. In many countries with rapidly growing populations, the government encourages couples to limit the size of their families.
Even though birth control has gained in acceptance, opposition to the practice is continuous. Some people fear that birth control encourages sexual relations outside marriage or that government might impose birth control. Some religious groups oppose birth control on moral grounds.
Some religious groups teach that artificial methods of birth control are immoral because they separate the two purposes of intercourse in marriage–conjugal love and the procreation of children. Although they oppose all artificial birth control, they consider natural family planning acceptable.
Doctor Knowall
"First buy yourself an A B C book of the kind which has a cock on the frontispiece; second, sell your cart and your two oxen, and get yourself some clothes, and whatsoever else pertains to medicine; third, have a sign painted for yourself with the words, "I am Doctor Knowall," and have that nailed up above your house-door." The peasant did everything that he had been told to do. After he had treated people a while, a rich and great lord had some money stolen. Then he was told about Doctor Knowall who lived in such and such a village, and must know what had become of the money. So the lord had the horses harnessed to his carriage, drove out to the village, and asked Crabb if he was Doctor Knowall. Yes, he was, he said. Then he was to go with him and bring back the stolen money. 'Oh, yes, but Grete, my wife, must go too.' The lord was willing, and let both of them have a seat in the carriage, and they all drove away together.
When they came to the nobleman's castle, the table was spread, and Crabb was told to sit down and eat. 'Yes, but my wife, Grete, too,' he said, and he seated himself with her at the table. And when the first servant came with a dish of delicate fare, the peasant nudged his wife, and said: 'Grete, that was the first,' meaning that was the servant who brought the first dish. The servant, however, thought he meant to say: 'That is the first thief,' and as he actually was so, he was terrified, and said to his comrade outside: 'The doctor knows all: we shall fare ill, he said I was the first.' The second did not want to go in at all, but was forced to. So when he went in with his dish, the peasant nudged his wife, and said: 'Grete, that is the second.'
This servant was equally alarmed, and he got out as fast as he could. The third fared no better, for the peasant again said: 'Grete, that is the third.' The fourth had to carry in a dish that was covered, and the lord told the doctor that he was to show his skill, and guess what was beneath the cover. Actually, there were crabs. The doctor looked at the dish, had no idea what to say, and cried: 'Ah, poor Crabb.' When the lord heard that, he cried: ‘There! he knows it; he must also know who has the money!'
At this the servants looked terribly uneasy, and made a sign to the doctor that they wished him to step outside for a moment. When he went out, all four of them confessed to him that they had stolen the money, and said that they would willingly restore it and give him a heavy sum into the bargain, if he would not denounce them, for if he did they would be hanged. They led him to the spot where the money was concealed. With this the doctor was satisfied, and returned to the hall, sat down to the table, and said: 'My lord, now I will find in my book where the gold is hidden.' The fifth servant, however, crept into the stove to hear if the doctor knew more. But the doctor sat still and opened his A B C book, turned the pages backwards and forwards, and looked for the cock.
As he could not find it immediately he said: 'I know you are there, so you had better come out!' Then the fellow in the stove thought that the doctor meant him, and full of terror, sprang out, crying: 'That man knows everything!' Then Doctor Knowall showed the lord where the money was, but did not say who had stolen it, and received from both sides much money in reward, and became a renowned man.
What Causes Air to Rise?
There are four ways in which the air can be forced to rise, thus causing the water droplets to condense. We will look at each of these in turn.
1. The air is heated from the ground.
This tends to occur mainly in the tropics, where the air in contact with the ground is warmer than the air above, so it will rise. As a result, sometimes huge thunder–clouds (called cumulonimbus clouds) form and the associated rainfall can be very heavy. This type of rainfall is called convection rain.
2. The air is forced to cross a mountain barrier.
As an air mass crosses a mountain barrier, it is forced to rise. If the mountains are sufficiently high and the air mass contains enough moisture, clouds will form and rain will fall on the windward side (the side closest to where the air mass is coming form). This rainfall is known as orographic rain, meaning "caused by the shape of the land". The air mass, now drier and warmer, will continue to flow down the other side of the mountains (the leeward side).
3. Air rises as it enters an area of flow pressure.
As air rises, other air must replace it which, in turn, also rises. This is a complex process. As the air rises, it moves in a spiral, but if enough air enters an area of flow pressure, clouds will form and rain may fall.
Nasi Lemak dan Sambal Ikan Bilis
Nasi Lemak
Ingredients:
- 1 cup rice
- salt to taste
- 3 screw pine leaves
- 1 grated coconut
Method:
• First, clean the rice and drain.
• Then, squeeze out 2 cups of thick coconut milk with screw pine leaves. Add in salt.
• If you desire, you can also add in some sliced onions and ginger.
• Finally, serve this rice with sliced hard-boiled eggs, cucumber, and Sambal Ikan Bilis.
Note :
Nasi Lemak is usually served with Sambal Ikan Bilis.
Sambal Ikan Bilis is made of dried ikan bilis (anchovies), bombay onion, onion, garlic, tamarind
juice, dried chilies, shrimp paste, salt and sugar.
Sambal Ikan Bilis
Ingredients:- 1 bombay onion
- 1/2 cup dried ikan bilis (anchovies)
- 1 clove garlic
- 2 tbs tamarind juice
- 4 onions
- 8 dried chillies
- shrimp paste (belacan) (optional)
- salt and sugar to taste
Method:
• First, fry the ikan bilis until crisp and put aside.
• Then, grind the shrimp paste together with onion, garlic, dried chilies. Slice the bombay onion into rings.
• After that, heat 2 tbs oil in a pan and fry the ground ingredients until fragrant.Add in the onion rings.
• Add tamarind juice, salt, and sugar.
• Cook, stirring occasionally until the gravy thickens.
• Add in the ikan bilis and mix well.
• Finally, serve with steaming hot Nasi Lemak.
Acid Rain
Acid rain is rain that is highly acidic because of sulphur oxides, nitrogen oxides, and other air pollutants dissolved in it. Normal rain is slightly acidic, with a pH of 6. Acid rain may have a pH value as low as 2.8.
Acid rain can severely damage both plant and animal life. Certain lakes, for example, have lost all Àsh and plant life because of acid rain.
Acid rain comes from sulphur in coal and oil. When they burn, they make sulphur dioxide (SO2). Most sulphur leaves factory chimneys as the gaseous sulphur dioxide (SO2) and most nitrogen is also emitted as one of the nitrogen oxides (NO or NO2), both of which are gases. The gases may be dry deposited–absorbed directly by the land, by lakes or by the surface vegetation. If they are in the atmosphere for any time, the gases will oxidise (gain an oxygen atom) and go into solution as acids. Sulphuric acid (H2SO4) and the nitrogen oxides will become nitric acid (HNO3). The acids usually dissolve in cloud droplets and may travel great distances before being precipitated as acid rain. Catalysts such as hydrogen peroxide, ozone and ammonium help promote the formation of acids in clouds. More ammonium (NH4) can be formed when some of the acids are partially neutralised by airborne ammonia (NH3). AcidiÀcation increases with the number of active hydrogen (H+) ions dissolved in acid. Hydrocarbons emitted by for example, car exhausts will react in sunlight with nitrogen oxides to produce ozone. Although it is invaluable in the atmosphere, low level ozone causes respiratory problems and also hastens the formation of acid rain. When acid rain falls on the ground it dissolves and liberates heavy metals and aluminium (Al). When it is washed into lakes, aluminium irritates the outer surfaces of many Àsh. As acid rain falls or drains into the lake the pH of the lake falls. Forests suffer the effect of acid rain through damage to leaves, through the loss of vital nutrients, and through the increased amounts of toxic metals liberated by acid, which damage roots and soil micro organisms.