This story is about the angst of the tortoise after he won the race because no one paid any attention to him. The media frenzy was for the fair and funny bunny who was glamorous and lived in a mansion. The boring, brown turtle was quite ignored. We are all about looks nowadays, aren’t we ?

Once upon a time there was a tortoise. His name was Me-Too-Slow because, you guessed it, he walked very slowly, so slowly that the other animals left him far behind. They always laughed behind his back which is, of course,not a very nice thing to do. In fact, it is quite rude.

Me-Too-Slow knew about this and he was very hurt. Hewent to Banana-Drama, his friend and told him his problem. Banana-Drama said, “Dude, what’s the problem? I’ll just get you roller skates, four of them and you are going to leave everyone far behind!”

So they bothwent to MallWart and tried on some roller skates for Me-Too-Slow who tied them to his tiny feet and walked daintily forward. But when he tried to go faster all his four legs flew out from under him and he fell flat on his stomach which really hurt. “Ow! Ow!Ow! “ he yelled and tried to get up but his roller skates would not let him so Banana-Drama went to his help.

He tried to lift him but Me-Too-Slow’s shell was really heavy so Banana-Drama took out the skates, put a plank under him and jumped on the other side, just like a see-saw and Me-Too-Slow shot up to the roof with great force. Luckily he fell down on some cushions which were on sale, $2 for 4 which saved his shell from breaking into little bits. Banana-Drama put his hands on his hips and heaved a sigh of relief, “Dude,” he said, “that was a lucky escape or you would have been in a soup, turtle soup !”

Me-Too-Slow shuddered in fear and said, “Banana-Drama you have a good heart but you are not very good at solving problems. You just tend to go too fast.”

“But that’s what you wanted to do, dude, go fast so I was just trying to help you !” Banana-Drama said, annoyed at being scolded by Me-Too-Slow who none of the animals took very seriously.

“At least I tried to help unlike the others who only make fun of him, especially that Hare, what was her name? Oh yes ! Happy Hare.” Banana-Drama thought to himself, “ Ever since Me-Too-Slow won the race from Happy Hare because she had gone to sleep Me-Too-Slow is obsessed with speed because in the next race she may not go to sleep and he”ll lose the race.

To be continued

Shipra Shukla


EXCERPT TWO ( from a different book of the same series ) The turtle who wanted to race the bunny

Once upon a time Me-Too-Slow, the turtle and Boo-Tee-Ful Bun-Nee met in the woods. Boo-Tee-Ful BunNee looked at Me-Too-Slow Turtle walking slowly towards his friend, Peek-a-Boo’s house and started laughing. He yelled at Me-Too-Slow, “Hey slow coach, by the time you reach Peek-a-Boo’s place he’ll be dead and gone. Maybe you can tell some stories to his grand children. Ha ! Ha! Ha !”

Banana-Drama who was swinging on a nearby tree heard him and got annoyed because he liked Me-Too-Slow . He said, “Cool it Booty ! That’s not funny, bunny.

Me-Too-Slow said, “It’s not her fault, she’s always been too fast for her own good, talks too fast, mostly without thinking, walks too fast, mostly without looking, eats too fast, mostly without tasting and one day she’ll trip and I hope she’ll not eat her medicines too fast because then she’ll choke and then the doctors will have to thump her on her back and she’ll…”

The turtle would have gone forever but Banana-Drama who had fallen asleep listening to his talk fell on the ground on his head with a big thump. “Ow ! Ow ! Ow !” he said, “What happened ?”

Boo-Tee-Ful Bun-Nee started giggling, “ Oh ! you had gone to sleep listening to Me-Too-Slow talking. Not only does he walk slowly but he also talks slowly and by the time he’s finished we’ll all be dead and gone and, maybe, he can tell his boring stories to our grand children.”

Me-Too-Slow frowned and said, “ I don’t have to listen to this brash boring bunny. I’m going on my way, Peek-a-Boo is waiting for me and we are going to discuss many matters over a cup of tea. Besides I don’t have time to listen to the silly talk of a silly bunny who thinks she is funny but actually she’s not, she’s just very empty and full of herself….”

“Whoa ! Whoa ! Whoa ! Stop, stop dude ! What are you saying ? Is she empty or is she full, make up your mind. This is getting very confusing.” said Banana-Drama

Boo-Tee-Ful Bun-Nee giggled, “Oo la la, as the French say, Mr. Me-Too-Slow is very confusing, he’s always going around in circles and on and on and on and that’s why he never gets anywhere.”

Me-Too-Slow closed his eyes and opened them slowly. Banana-Drama was aghast to see that he had tears in them. He jumped down from the tree and patted Me-Too-Slow on his shell, “Dude chill,” he said, “Don’t get hurt by the talks of a certain foolish, furry bunny. You know she’s no match to you.” Me-Too-Slow shook his head sadly, “I know, I know but it still hurts.”

Banana-Drama looked angrily at Boo-Tee-Ful Bun-Nee, “Look what you have gone and done, you furry fashionista ! You have hurt the old one’s feelings.” Boo-Tee-Ful Bun-Nee tossed her head and hopped away. As she hopped she turned around and said, “ I don’t care. He’s just a boring old fossil and his time is up. There is no place for him in our brave, new world.

To be continued

Shipra Shukla

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एक आम का बाग़ था। उस में बहुत सारे आम के पेड़ लगे थे । अब आम के पेड़ ही होंगे चीकू के तो नहीं होंगे।पर उस आम के बाग में गलती से एक चीकू का पेड़ भी लग गया था । वह दिन भर अकेला कोने में खड़ा रहता था, उसका कोई दोस्त नहीं था । सब आम एक दूसरे से बात करते, उस से कोई बात नहीं करता । इस से उसे बहुत बुरा लगता । वो सोचता, ये आम के पेड़ अपने आप को इतना ख़ास क्यूँ समझते हैं, हैं तो आम के पेड़ ही । हम सब पेड़ हैं तो हम सब को मिल जुल  कर रहना चाहिए । 

चीकू ने अपने बग़ल में खड़े आम के पेड़से पूछा, “ भैया, तुम लोग मुझ से बात क्यूँ नहीं करते ? मैं भी तो फल का पेड़ हूँ और मेरे फल भी बहुत मीठे हैं ।

 आम के पेड़ ने अकड़ कर कहा, “ आम तो फलों का राजा होता है, चीकू से उसकी क्या बराबरी ?

चीकू ने कहा, “ अरे मेरे फल भी तो मीठे होते हैं और सेहत के लिए अच्छे, तो फिर ये भेद भाव क्यों ? “

आम के पेड़ ने कहा, “ अरे क्या बात करते हो ? आम के फल का रंग रूप देखो । हम पीले और लाल और कितने सुंदर हैं और हमारा गूदा भी कितना रसीला और मीठा  होता है । तुम अपना रंग देखो , भूरे और छोटे से हो , बिलकुल बेकार लगते हो । हमारी और तुम्हारी दोस्ती नहीं हो सकती । जाओ, भाग जाओ । “

अब पेड़ तो भाग सकते नहीं तो चीकू का पेड़ अपना सा मुँह ले कर वहीं खड़ा रहा ।

एक दिन आम के बाग में कुछ लोग पिकनिक मनाने आए। उन्होंने बहुत सारे आम खाए । थोड़ी देर बाद उनका चाय पीने का मन हुआ तो उन्होंने आम की लकड़ी इकट्ठी की और उस में आग लगा कर उस पर  चाय बनायी । चाय पी कर वह लोग वहाँ से चले गए पर उन्होंने आग पूरी तरह से नहीं बुझायी । बस फिर क्या था  । एक हवा का झोंका आया और आग की एक चिंगारी को उड़ा कर ले गया ! वह चिंगारी कुछ सूखे घास के पत्तों  पर पड़ी और उस में आग लग गयी । आग अब बढ़ने लगी और आम के पेड़ों को घेरने लगी । सभी आम के पेड़ चिल्लाने लगे, “ बचाओ बचाओ !”

उनकी पुकार सुन कर चीकू का पेड़ घबरा गया । उसकी समझ में नहीं आ रहा था कि वह क्या करे । उसने सोचा, भले ही आम के पेड़ मुझसे दोस्ती नहीं करते पर वो भी तो मेरी तरह पेड़ हैं , उन्हें बचाना मेरा फ़र्ज़ है । पर वो करे तो क्या करे ? वह भी तो पेड़ था, दौड़ तो सकता नहीं । फिर वह आम के पेड़ों को कैसे बचाए ? चीकू के पेड़ ने आव देखा न ताव, अपने सारे चीकू के फलों को नीचे गिराने लगा । अभी चीकू के फल पके नहीं थे इस लिए वह पत्थर की तरह कड़े थे । तड़ तड़ तड़ ! वह ज़मीन पर गिरने लगे ।

उनके गिरने से इतना शोर हुआ कि सारे पक्षी काँ का का और चीं चीं चीं कर के आकाश में उड़े । उन चिड़ियों की आवाज़ सुन कर पास खड़े हुए जानवर भी शोर मचाने लगे । कुत्ते भोंकने लगे, भौ, भौ, भौ ; बिल्लियाँ भी म्याऊँ म्याऊँ करने लगीं ; गधे रेंकने लगे, ढेंचू ढेंचू ढेंचू ; गायें रंभाने लगीं, माँआऽऽऽ। 

उनकी आवाज़ें सुन कर कुछ आदमी लोगों की नज़र बाग़ की तरफ़ गयी । उन्होंने देखा बाग़ से धुआँ उठ रहा था । बाग़ से उठता धुआँ आसमान में छा रहा था । बस फिर क्या था । वो लोग भी चिल्लाने लगे ।इतना शोर सुन कर बाग़बान यानी बगीचे का रखवाला उठ गया । वह दौड़ा दौड़ा आया । अपने साथ वो और लोगों को भी लाया । सब ने मिल कर आग बुझा दी । 

जब सब लोग चले गए तो थोड़ी देर तक सब आम के पेड़ चुप रहे । फिर एक आम का पेड़ चीकू के पेड़ से बोला, “चीकू भैया, तुमने तो आज कमाल कर दिया । हमारी जान बचाने का शुक्रिया । तुम देखने में छोटे और भूरे हो पर तुम हो बड़े होशियार । हमसे दोस्ती करोगे ?” चीकू बहुत खुश हुआ । उसने तुरंत हाँ कर दिया ।

अब आम के पेड़ और चीकू का पेड़ ख़ुशी ख़ुशी बाग़ में रहने लगे । सब आम के पेड़ मज़ाक़ करते और चीकू के पेड़ से कहते, “ हम तो आम ही है , तुम तो हो बड़े ख़ास !”  

इस कहानी की प्रेरणा स्त्रोत कर्नल भगवान चंद्रा शुक्ल हैं जिन्होंने  “आमों” के हित में अपने कर्म के सारे फल दान कर दिए । 


१. अभ्यास में जहाँ जहाँ आ है उस के नीचे लाल रंग से  लकीर बनाओ । फिर अभ्यास एक में जा कर आ को हरे रंग से लकीर बनाओ । 

२. अ और आ में क्या फ़र्क़ है ? (उस चिन्ह को मात्रा कहते हैं । )

३ आ से अन्य शब्द बताओ 

आदमी, आसमान , आकाश , आदमी , आठ , आलू ,आलू बुखारा

४ विपरीतार्थक शब्द 

छोटा  बड़ा 

कड़ा  नरम 

मीठा  खट्टा

ख़ुशी दुख

राजा रानी 

होशियार बुद्धु 

५. पर्यायवाची शब्द 

बाग़बान माली 

आकाश आसमान

६ इस अभ्यास में आम शब्द के दो अर्थ है 

एक आम होता है फल और एक का मतलब होता है मामूली । इन दोनो से एक एक वाक्य बनाओ जिस से इनका अलग अलग अर्थ समझ आए । 

७. मुँह ज़ुबानी

कुत्ता कैसे भोंकता है ?

बिल्ली कैसे बोलती है 

गधा कैसे रेंकता है ? 

गाय कैसे रंभाती है ? 

आम का फल कैसा होता है ? वर्णन करो और इसका चित्र बनाओ ।

चीकू का फल कैसा होता है ? वर्णन करो और चित्र बनाओ ।

८. अपना सा मुंह ले  कर रह जाना । इसको वाक्य बनाओ । 

क्षिप्रा शुक्ल 

इस कहानी की प्रेरणा स्त्रोत कर्नल भगवान चंद्रा शुक्ल हैं जिन्होंने  “आमों” के हित में अपने कर्म के सारे फल दान कर दिए । 

Here is the ENGLISH AVATAR of the story along with the link to the story on my website 


Once upon a time there was a huge mango orchard with many, many trees in it. There were many kinds of mangoes in it; mangoes of many shapes, sizes and color but they were all very beautiful. And juicy. In the same orchard it so happened there was also a little chickoo tree standing in one corner. Have you seen a chickoo fruit ? It’s round and small and brown and not very pretty. When it is young it’s fruits are very hard. Yes, it’s not a very good looking fruit even though it is very sweet when it is ripe.

Anyway, let’s go on with the story. The poor chickoo tree was very lonely. None of the mango trees would talk to him. The mango trees were friends with each other but whenever the chickoo tree tried to talk to them they would tell him to go away. They would laugh and say, ” Look at you ! So small and round and brown. And look at us. We are golden in color and so shapely. You don’t fit in our crowd. Don’t you try to come near us. Just run away. ” Well, you know very well trees can’t run so the chickoo tree would just stand in his corner with a long face and feel very sorry for himself. How he wished he had a few friends. He was very, very lonely.

One day, a party of humans came in to the orchard for a picnic. They sat down under the shade of the mango trees and eat and drank. Then, they decided to have some tea. So, they collected some dry sticks, added some dry grass and lit a fire. They made tea and everyone, except the children who had some hot milky cocoa, had tea. Then, they put out the fire and went away. But, the fire was not quite out even though they had stamped on it. Just a little spark was hidden under the twigs and that was enough to light the fire again. Very soon, the fire started spreading . It started burning the grass and the dry leaves on the ground. Very soon it would reach the mango trees which , when dry, can burn down very fast.


The mango trees saw the fire and were frightened. They didn’t know what to do. If even one mango tree caught fire the whole orchard would burn down. The mango trees started shouting, ” Help ! help! Save us ! ” but there was no one around to hear them. The watchman of the orchard had gone home for lunch. By the time he would come back the orchard would be on fire. What a disaster. And anyway who can hear the sound of trees calling for help except other trees. No one can understand them.

And so it happened the little chickoo heard the mango trees shouting for help. He saw the fire too and understood the great danger . He thought to himself, “It’s true that the mango trees do not want to be my friends. They are also very rude to me. But, we are all trees. So, I must do something to save them.” Can you guess what the chickoo tree did to save the mango trees? You know trees can’t run or shout for help because they are rooted to the ground and no one can understand them. Then, how was the chickoo tree going to save the mango trees ?

Did I not tell you that the chickoos’ fruit are very hard when they are young. 


So what the chickoo did was to drop all his fruits to the ground at one go. Their was a shower of chickoo fruits hitting the ground. When the fruits hit the ground they made such a racket ! I cannot even describe the sound of hundreds of chickoo fruits hitting the ground at one time, just like a hail storm. It was so sudden and noisy that all the birds flew up in shock and started to squawk ! The crows went, ‘caw, caw’, the birds went, ‘cheep, cheep’ and the squirrels started chattering. Even the few goats who were roaming around started bleating . Hearing them , the cows started lowing, “moo, moo” the stray dogs started to bark and the cats started mewing and hissing . It was a very noisy event.

A few passerbys heard the sound of the animals and looked towards the orchard. They saw the plume of smoke above the trees and knew, at once, that the orchard was in great danger. They started shouting. Some of them ran to get the watchman. Some ran to get buckets of water. And some called the fire station. Everyone got together and put out the fire. And then went away.

After the people left there was a long silence in the orchard. All the mango trees were thinking about the sacrifice the chickoo tree had made to save the mango trees by throwing all his fruits to the ground. He had nothing left.

The mango trees waved their branches and saluted the chickoo tree. Then they said , ” You are very special chickoo tree , we are just ordinary in front of you. Will you be our friend ? ” The chickoo tree was very happy to hear this. He said, ” I will be honored to be your friend.” Now, the chickoo tree was never lonely. He had many, many friends who loved and honored him for his good qualities and did not care how he looked.

Yes, it is what you do for others that is important, not how you look.

The End

The inspiration for this story is Col. Bhagwan Shukla who, like the chickoo tree, gave up all the fruits of his action in order to save the ‘mangoes’

( This is a short version of the story for when you are too sleepy to hear long stories and your parents are too tired. But there is a very long, long story for the weekends which I will be writing very soon for you !)

Shipra Shukla

Collected Tails of Jungle Land

The inspiration for this story is Col. Bhagwan Shukla who, like the chickoo tree, gave up all the fruits of his action in order to save the ‘mangoes’





O ZEE VAN TO DIE RICHE TWO, an elegant ostrich and MC is interviewing some of the contestants ! Senor Julio, the blind thrush and Melody’s music tutor is perched on his trusted Man Friday, BAT VAN FRIDAY’S back as they travel to the LAND OF BIRDS to rescue Melody ! Created by InShot

Don’t compare yourself to others.👉🙅🏻‍♀️

Very nice story by Anju Rajput ! A good lesson for young folks here, branded goods and trying to impress others can only take away your soul !

life quotes

Stop underestimate yourself because whenever you compare yourself with someone we have more trouble.

Comparison burns us from inside. And we started compare the results of others from our own today.and it’s the reason we start seeing the results of others and do not see hard work behind the success.You are the most unique no one in the whole universe like you. When you compare yourself to someone you do not compare you waste your precious time.

A wonderful short story of Crow.

There once was a crow who lived in the forest.he was happy with his life and have never wanted anything else.But one day the crow saw a dove the dove is so bright and beautiful thought the crow by comparison I am so dark and dull.The crow approached the Dove and said you are so beautiful. you must be the happiest bird alive.The Dove replied I…

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CRAZY CUCKOO – short story for 4 to 7 year old

Crazy cuckoo cover

Crazy Cuckoo Short Story

( a story for ages 4 to 7) By Shipra Shukla
‘Koo….. Koo….Koo………’
The cuckoo’s voice is as sweet as can be and this is the story of a cuckoo bird which had the most melodious voice in the world. The cuckoo bird would sit on the branches of a tree and sing ‘koo, koo’, with not a care in the world.
But, one day her life turned up side down because lying in her nest was her egg.
Oh God! cuckoo screamed , what is going to happen to my carefree life now? My whole life will be wasted looking after this child. The cuckoo thought and thought. What should I do? And then an idea flashed in her mind just like a lightning flashes across the sky. She jumped with joy. Why don’t I take this egg to the other end of the jungle and leave it in mother crow’s nest?
Mother crow already has four eggs and what does she know to do besides housework? She can’t sing like the cuckoo or dance like the beautiful peacock. In a trice the cuckoo bird picked up her egg and flew off to the other side of the jungle. When she reached see saw that the Mother crow was sitting on her four eggs waiting for them to hatch. The clever cuckoo bird quietly slipped in her four eggs under Mother Crow and flew off.


Some time later after the clever cuckoo had flown off the four eggs which Mother crow was hatching started to crack. A little later four baby crows were shouting, “Caw, caw, caw,” as they were hungry and wanted Mother Crow to get them food. Mother Crow tried to explain to them that, ‘Children, please be patient. There is just a tiny egg left to hatch. As soon as it hatches I will get something to eat and drink for all five of you.” Just as she was telling this the little egg hatched and a little bird hopped out of it and sat on the edge of the nest and said, ‘Coo.” Mother crow and her four baby crows’ beaks fell open in surprise. Where ever did this ‘Coo’ sound come from in between the sound of the ‘caw, caw.’ Now, how were they to know that this little bird was not Mother crow’s child but the clever cuckoo’s baby.



Time flew by and the four crows and little cuckoo bird grew up. Mother crow rushed around trying to get them in a good school.

While she was hunting for a good school she met a music teacher, a Mr. Tar- Tar, who was frog who spent his free time teaching the animals of the jungle how to sing. But till now he had not got any work because the children were scared of his loud voice. But Mother Crow loved his loud voice and she appointed Mr. Tar- Tar to teach her children how to sing.

And then, what do you think happened. Every morning Mr. Tar- Tar would come hopping to Mother Crow’s nest and made her five children practice their sings under the shade of the tree.

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He even changed the name of the four crows and gave them names from the seven notes of music , Do, ray, me, fa, so, la, ti, do.

Now the crows name was Do-ray, Me-fa, So-la, Ti-do. The last note of Ti-do’s name was the first note of when the first note of music starts, only it is higher now. That is why Ti-do’s voice was very sharp and shrill and when he sang all the animals of the jungle went wild. Since all the notes of music had been given to the four crows there was no note left for the little cuckoo bird. So Mr. Tar-Tar named her Melody which is what music and the seven notes of music are all about.

he animals of the jungle were really fed up with Mr. Tar-Tar’s music classes. So Peter Parrot, Mr. Peek-a- boo peacock, Banana-Drama monkey, Flow-Jo deer, Mr. Tittle -Turtle and all the other creatures of the jungle got together and had a meeting to discuss how to free the jungle of the noise of Mr. Tar-tar’s music classes. Many plans were made and many ideas were given but they really couldn’t think of any good solution.

In the end it was decided that all the animals would sit-down below Mother Crow’s nest and not move till they either stopped the ‘caw caw’ of the crows and the ‘tar-tar’ of the frog or they would throw them out of the jungle.


And that is what happened. Mr. Tar-tar would not budge so Mother Crow as asked to leave the jungle along with her five children and Mr. Tar-tar. Mother Crow was also very stubborn. She did not like that anyone should interfere in the education and progress of her children. So she packed her bags and left to find a new place where she could start a new life, a place where no one could bully them and they were free to do what they wanted to do

Mother crow, her children and Mr. Tar-tar roamed here and there for a long time till they came to a town which was full of rats running here and there and troubling everyone. Rats of every kind had got together and were bothering everyone. Sometimes they would eat up the food, sometimes they would gnaw the clothes, and sometimes they would bite the little babies.

The people of the town were fed up. How does one get rid of these pesky rats, they just didn’t know what to do? That is why they announced a reward that whoever got the town rid of these rats would be given whatever they wanted.


In this very same town lived Melody’s mother, the same cuckoo bird who had left Melody when she was very small in Mother Crow’s nest. And now she lived comfortably in a golden cage. Here, too, she had no work to do but she had also stopped flying. Now she only eat and sat in her cage and sang, ‘Koo, koo.’ Since she did not move around much she had become fat and because she had no work to do she was a little crazy. Now if you don’t use your brains to do any work it is going to affect your mind, right? And, instead of singing, ‘Koo, koo’ she had started to sing, ‘Kuk, kuk,kuk, kuk,kuk,’



When Mother crow and her team reached town they were weak with hunger and very thirsty. Mother crow could not bear to see her children in this state. And Mr. tar-Tar who was as round as a balloon was now as thin as needle. 

Now, Mother Crow, did not wait even for a second, with her beak she killed three four rats, made them into patties and fed them to her children and Mr. Tar –Tar. After this there was no problem for Mother Crow and her team began to live happily in the town. Everyday they would kill a few rats and eat them up. After some time, Do-ray, Me-fa, So-la and Ti-do also became expert in killing rats and the rats were running here and there in fear for their lives. They were in a real state and they started talking about leaving town.

The people of the town were very happy. They did not want Mother Crow and her team to leave town ever so they began to give them many gifts.

Mother crow told them, “I don’t want anything but I want my children’s music to be remembered for ever and ever. So, can you make a tape of my children’s music so that I can play it for the animals of the jungle who had thrown us out of the jungle because of our singing class.”

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The people of the town were only too happy to do as Mother Crow wanted and made a tape of the four crows’ songs. The name of the tape was, ‘The Caw – Caw Crows.’ When the tapes came to the shops the people of the town were very happy. When they played the tapes at home, not only the rats, but all the pests ran away frightened. Some farmers even started playing them in their fields so that the birds which eat their seeds flew away in fright.

The town people were so happy with the services of the crows that they took away the golden cage from the cuckoo and gave it to the crows. But Mother Crow refused to live in the golden cage. She knew that a cage, whether it is made of gold or iron is still a cage and it would not allow her to fly like a free bird and she did not want that. She returned the cage to the cuckoo bird.
When the cuckoo saw Mother Crow’s behavior she was very ashamed of her own. She thought to herself that this fat crow worked so hard and where she has reached and I am where I was? Mother crow did not have beauty nor did she have any great talent. And yet her quality was useful to so many people. And that is why no one cares whether she is beautiful or not, they only praise her work. There were tears in the Cuckoo’s eyes and she ran to Mother Crow’s nest.
The cuckoo reached Mother Crow’s nest and bowed before her. Then she told her the truth about how she had left her little one in her nest when she was still in the egg and now she has grown up and become Melody. Cuckoo wanted to make up for her mistakes and embrace Melody. But Melody refused to go with her. She said she did not want to stay with a mother who had left her when she was small. She wanted to live with her mother who looked after her and cared for her till now she was big. She was happy with Mother Crow and the four crows for they loved her and cared for her.

Poor Cuckoo, she was so sad. Now she had nothing. No beauty, no talent and no kids. She flew away crying and perched on the branches of a tree from where you can often hear her sad voice singing, ‘Koo, Koo, Koo.’ It is true what they say of any bird, or beast, or human being, that what is important is not your skin but your skill.


This book targeted for four- to seven-year-olds, is filled with a number of moral messages, including these:
1.It is not your skin color that counts, but your skills.
2.Never, ever give up.
3.Everyone has a unique talent that needs to be developed.
4. If you do not practice your gifted talent, you will lose it.
5.Selfish people end up very lonely.
6.An adopted mother who loves and cares for you is more important than the mother who gives birth to you and then abandons you.
7.A cage is a cage, even if it is a golden one. Fly free!
Interview of the author SHIPRA SHUKLA by Brian Feinblum of MEDIA CONNECT
1. Shipra, what inspired you to write Crazy Cuckoo?
A. God inspired me to write ‘Crazy Cuckoo.’ Having said that some characters that inhabit Jungle Land did pop out when I used to tell my children bedtime stories. There was a particularly naughty 🐒  who would take them in a rocket 🚀 to different planets. And some sketchy plot lines were told to sundry people over the years.
2. What happens in the story?
A. A cuckoo bird with stars in her eyes abandons her baby in a single mom crows’ nest. The crow mom wants her four crow children to become singing stars and hires a frog to teach them. Their  caw- caw and the ribbid- ribbid drive the jungle folks nuts and they, in turn, drive them out of the jungle.. But mother crow is not one to give up. The crows do become singing stars but not in the way you would expect ! The prima donna cuckoo is in for a shock too !
3. What’s the book’s message and why is it so important that we teach this to young children?
A.The message is that it’s not your skin but your skill that is important. The mother crow and her children were able to drive away the pesky rats which plagued the town. For that service they became heroes for the town folks. Later their raucous voices were taped to drive away the pests from the fields.
Children should realize that everyone has a talent that is unique to them . An earthworm only twists and turns but he makes the soil fertile. A tree only stands in one place but who can deny the usefulness of a tree. So, everyone is special. If they don’t believe this, they are welcome to ask their parents!
4. One of the book’s themes centres on adoption. What do we want children to understand in regards to this topic ?
A. A mother who loves you and takes care of you is far more important than one who merely gives birth to you and leaves you.
5. There is a mother-child relationship in the story that is very strong. What really bonds a child and the one who raises him or her?
A.Love, love and  love !
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