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The Camel and The Baby Stories on Digitaledu4kids

The Camel and The Baby One day, a camel and her baby were chatting. The baby asked, “Mother, why do we have humps?” The mother replied, “Our humps are for storing water so that we can survive in the desert”. “Oh”, said the child, “and why do we have rounded feet Mother?” “Because they are meant to help us walk comfortably in the desert. These legs help us move around in the sand.” “Alright. But why are our eyelashes for so long?” “To protect our eyes from the desert dust and sand. They are the protective covers for the eyes”, replied the mother camel. The baby camel thought for a while and said, “So we have humps to store water for desert journeys, rounded hooves to keep us comfortable when we walk in the desert sand, and long eyelashes to protect us from sand and dust during a desert storm. Then what are we doing in a zoo?” The mother was dumbfounded. Moral Your strengths, skills, and knowledge are useless if you are not in the right place. Read more about Digital Content Exploring e-

Silly Misunderstanding Stories on Digitaledu4kids

Silly Misunderstanding There lived a Sculptor in a village. He used to make very beautiful idols. Once he crafted an idol of a goddess that was a real beauty. He had to deliver it to his customer who lived in another village. So, he borrowed the donkey of his washerman friend. The sculptor set out with the goddess idol loaded on the donkey. The idol was so impressive that whoever saw it stopped and bowed with folded hands to the goddess to pay respect. It happened all the way. The Silly Donkey thought that the people were making obeisance to him. The idea filled him with pride. He Stopped and began to cry loudly to sound his greatness. The Sculptor tried to silence him gently. He revealed to the donkey that the people were not making obeisance to it but to the goddess idol, it was carrying. But the donkey would not believe it. A Real Ass it was. It continued to believe that the people were paying their respects to it. The Donkey brayed on. So, that Sculptor thrashed the donke