The jerk shook the tree, and a dozen ripe mangoes came tumbling down—right beside Chikoo.
“Bholu,” said Ramu gently, “the tree gives more than one bear can eat. Why not share and make friends?” the champak story box pdf
Chikoo picked up a mango and took a sweet bite. “No, uncle. You refused to share what was falling anyway. The tree chose to share with me.” The jerk shook the tree, and a dozen
Bholu woke with a roar and jumped up to chase the imaginary thief. But as he leaped forward, his toe was yanked back by the vine. Thud! He fell flat on his furry belly. “No, uncle
“Fine,” he mumbled, pushing a mango toward Chikoo. “But next time, just ask nicely—no tying vines to my toe!”
Hearing this, the other forest animals—Ramu the rabbit, Fifi the squirrel, and even Montu the mongoose—gathered around.