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A CBT PUBLICATION

SHORT STORIES FOR CHILDREN

This is a compilation of stories submitted by the participants at a Writers Workshop conducted by Children's Book Trust.

© by CBT 1982 Reprinted 1986, 1987, 1988, 1990, 1992, 1993, 1995, 1996, 1998, 2000, 2001, 2003, 2005, 2008. ISBN 81-7011-314-8 All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in whole or in part, or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the publisher. Published by Children's Book Trust, Nehru House, 4 Bahadur Shah Zafar Marg, New Delhi-110002 and printed at its Indraprastha Press. Ph: 23316970-74 Fax: 23721090 e-mail: cbtnd@cbtnd.com Website: www.childrensbooktrust.com

SHORT STORIES FOR CHILDREN

Children's Book Trust, New Delhi

Contents
Man Overboard When Papa Scolded Me To The Memory Of A Lion The Triumphant Smile The Turkish Cap The Goose Thieves Christmas Bells In A Guava Orchard All Because Of My Hair The Pink Card The Unforgettable Journey Varunkaka's Lemonade Pals Hanuman And I At The Party Outwitted That Sunday Morning The Boy From Standard III
Tara Valjayanti Indira Padmini Vasantha Murthi

3 12

Ira Saxena

18
Tara Tixoari K.C. Batra B.P. Gupta Bannerjee Murthi Singh

27 31 37 45 53

R.K. N.P.

S.G. Haidar Ananthakrishrwn E. Sheila

59 64 73 80 89 94 99 104

Savant-Tonpe Rupa Gupta Anil Ekbote

Parameswaran Savita Singh

108
Pratibha Nath

Illustrated by Subir Roy and Geeta Verma

Man Overboard
I stood on the deck of S.S. Rajula. As she slowly moved out of Madras harbour, I waved to my grandparents till I could see them no more. I was thrilled to be on board a ship. It was a new experience for me. "Are you travelling alone?" asked the person standing next to me. "Yes, Uncle, I'm going back to my parents in Singapore," I replied. "What's your name?" he asked. "Vasantha," I replied. I spent the...

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