<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24580305</id><updated>2007-10-09T19:58:37.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Children's Stories Online</title><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.maggit.co.uk/'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24580305/posts/default'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.maggit.co.uk/atom.xml'/><author><name>Childrens Stories</name></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24580305.post-114327061531446571</id><published>2006-03-24T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T03:25:57.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cock and the Pearl</title><content type='html'>A cock was once strutting up and down the farmyard among the hens when suddenly he espied something shinning amid the straw. "Ho! ho!" quoth he, "that's for me," and soon rooted it out from beneath the straw.  What did it turn out to be but a Pearl that by some chance had been lost in the yard?  "You may be a treasure," quoth Master Cock, "to men that prize you, but for me I would rather have a single barley-corn than a peck of pearls."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moral Of the Story: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You cannot eat money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.maggit.co.uk/2006/03/cock-and-pearl.html' title='The Cock and the Pearl'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24580305&amp;postID=114327061531446571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.maggit.co.uk/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24580305/posts/default/114327061531446571'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24580305/posts/default/114327061531446571'/><author><name>Childrens Stories</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24580305.post-114309460498323144</id><published>2006-03-22T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T04:20:21.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ant and the Grasshopper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In a field one summer's day a Grasshopper was hopping about, chirping and singing to its heart's content. An Ant passed by, bearing along with great toil an ear of corn he was taking to the nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why not come and chat with me," said the Grasshopper,  "instead of toiling and moiling in that way?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am helping to lay up food for the winter," said the Ant,  "and recommend you to do the same."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why bother about winter?" said the Grasshopper; "We have got plenty of food at present." But the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant went on its way and continued its toil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the winter came the Grasshopper had no food and found itself dying of hunger - while it saw the ants distributing every day corn and grain from the stores they had collected in the summer. Then the Grasshopper knew: It is best to prepare for days of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moral Of the Story: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Always prepare for tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Never idle your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.maggit.co.uk/2006/03/ant-and-grasshopper.html' title='The Ant and the Grasshopper'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24580305&amp;postID=114309460498323144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.maggit.co.uk/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24580305/posts/default/114309460498323144'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24580305/posts/default/114309460498323144'/><author><name>Childrens Stories</name></author></entry></feed>