The Young Girl and the Hen
Short Story on "The Young Girl and the Hen"
A Young Girl lived on a farm through her parents. She loved to play with the farm animals.
One day, while she was playing by the Hens and their Chicks, a Hen pecked her finger and bit it.
“Oh, Papa!” the Young Girl ran to her father, crying and holding out her hand.
The Young Girl’s father asked her, “My bonny little girl! What happened?”
The Young Girl said, “Oh Papa! The Hen hurt me! I am so kind to them, yet one of them bites my fingers every time I go to play with them. They are not nice!”
The Young Girl’s father took her small hand in his own large one. “The poor Hens think you have come to harm them or their little children. So they are scared of you and bite in fear. You should he careful. First play with them from a distance.
When you become friends, then they will never bite you” .
Her father continued, “My dear girl. You should try to understand and respect each creature. Even if they are not like us, they also have feelings and fears!”
Moral: First understand people or animals and then get close to them.
One day, while she was playing by the Hens and their Chicks, a Hen pecked her finger and bit it.
“Oh, Papa!” the Young Girl ran to her father, crying and holding out her hand.
The Young Girl’s father asked her, “My bonny little girl! What happened?”
The Young Girl said, “Oh Papa! The Hen hurt me! I am so kind to them, yet one of them bites my fingers every time I go to play with them. They are not nice!”
The Young Girl’s father took her small hand in his own large one. “The poor Hens think you have come to harm them or their little children. So they are scared of you and bite in fear. You should he careful. First play with them from a distance.
When you become friends, then they will never bite you” .
Her father continued, “My dear girl. You should try to understand and respect each creature. Even if they are not like us, they also have feelings and fears!”
Moral: First understand people or animals and then get close to them.
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