THE NAUGHTY VICKY

Once a cuckoo was sitting and cooing in the garden of a millionaire whose only seven years old son was a very naughty boy. His name was Vicky. For his naughtiness he was severely beaten by his Dad that day.. Because he had broken a Television set which was bought by his dad Mathew. So he was crying and he ran into the garden situated nearest to his house after opening the gate. At that time the black cuckoo was cooing. Vicky began to mimicry the voice of cuckoo. Then the cuckoo cast down a curious look to Vicky from the dense branches of the tree. Then it jumped down to a lowest branch of the mango tree.

The cuckoo took pity on him and asked, " Dear chum why are you weeping? What happened? Vicky answered, " Yes my dad beat me?" " Why? " " I broke down our new TV set. " " Why " " Because my mom did not give me my choice breakfast " " Why" I asked for hotdogs. " "Why " " Because my mom was giving me plain bread " " Oh Oh Cooo!!!!. then it is the cause of your weeping " In the meantime Vicky wiped off the tearful eyes and his cheeks with his hanky taking out of the pocket of his shorts.

"Have solace my dear Vicky and listen to me what I say.. You are a clever and a handsome boy. You should not weep. Your Mum and dad are well wisher for you. Whatever they do now is only for your wellbeing as you are the only son. If your mom gives you a cake for your breakfast it is OK. Because sandwiches are very spicy that may harm your health. You should have taken it. To keep ourselves healthy we should take plain food always. You see me. Almighty God made me deep black. Still I never feel sad. I always sing happily and eat whatever is handy. I also lay eggs in the nests of other birds which are handy. I now eat the bud flower of the mango handy wherefore I was searching. So dear Vicky you are a sweet lad. You should never cry for a trifling matter. You should never be obstinate to eat such and such food. You should never insist on any food other than what your mom gives you. Had you had wings you would fly with me to my nest where you could see my little babies eat whatsoever I feed them. So I advise you to be an obedient son as your mum has more knowledge of hygienic food than you. Try to satisfy yourself with such foods. Go to your mum and take your breakfast soon otherwise you will feel weak."

Master Vicky was listening to all advices of the cuckoo given to him. As he was a lovely lad of tender age he was imagining such conversation with cuckoo after hearing its coos and after having a closer look at it. While the cuckoo flew away to sit on other mango trees, the flow of Vicky's imaginary and thoughtful discussion was over. No sooner did the cuckoo fly away then Master Vicky came back home hoppingly simultaneously by cooing while at the same time his bewildered mom was looking for him through out the courtyards and corners of the rooms. Vicky's cooing noise at once relaxed his mom's anxiety. Hence she ran up to Vicky , her loving son, and kissed him. Then she fed him bread and milk as a breakfast. After taking breakfast Vicky, the naughty boy, set off to kindergarten.

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