Of course! Here's another tale for you:

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**The Garden of Whispers**

Once, in a distant kingdom, there was a garden unlike any other. Hidden deep within the forest, this garden was said to be enchanted, where flowers didn't just bloom, but whispered secrets to those who listened closely. It was called the Garden of Whispers.

Many had tried to find it, but few succeeded. Those who ventured into the woods and returned would speak of strange occurrences: the wind carrying voices, the trees that seemed to shift when not being watched, and the flowers that seemed to know their names.

One day, a young woman named Elara, a humble herbalist, heard of the garden from an old storyteller. Intrigued, she decided to seek it out. Unlike the others, Elara had a deep connection to the land. She spent years studying plants, understanding the language of nature, and felt certain the garden could teach her even more.

Armed with nothing but her knowledge and a sturdy satchel, she entered the forest. For days, she walked deeper into the woods, the path narrowing and the trees growing thicker. But Elara was undeterred. She could almost feel the presence of the garden, like a distant song calling to her.

On the fourth day, as the sun began to dip below the horizon, Elara found a small clearing. In its center was a patch of flowers, glowing softly in the twilight. They were like nothing she had ever seen before—delicate petals, shimmering in hues of silver and violet, with an ethereal glow.

The moment she stepped closer, she felt a warmth spread through her chest, and then the whispers began. They weren't words, but sensations—memories, emotions, and fragments of ancient knowledge. Elara closed her eyes and listened carefully. She understood them.

The flowers whispered of the forgotten past, of lost civilizations, and of a world where the plants could speak, and humans understood. The garden held memories of those who had come before her, each whisper a piece of the puzzle of the world.

But the most important whisper came last. It was soft, almost like a breath against her ear: *"The garden will choose you. You must decide: keep its secret or share its wisdom with the world."*

Elara stood still, the weight of the choice pressing down on her. She could feel the garden’s ancient magic flowing through her, and for the first time, she understood its power. If she kept its secret, she could preserve its peace. If she shared it, the world could be transformed, but at what cost?

After a long pause, Elara made her decision. She chose to keep the garden’s secret, knowing that some treasures were meant to remain hidden, protected from the world’s greed.

Elara left the garden that evening, the flowers silent once more. She returned to her village and continued her work, using the knowledge she had gained in the garden to heal the sick and help those in need. But she never spoke of the Garden of Whispers, and no one ever found it again.

And so, the garden remained, waiting for the next soul worthy of its wisdom, hidden in the depths of the forest, where its whispers could only be heard by those who truly understood the language of the earth.

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I hope you enjoyed this one! Let me know if you want another tale.

In a small village nestled at the foot of a mountain, there lived a young girl named Lina. Every evening, as the sun dipped behind the peaks, she would climb the hill near her home to watch the sky turn shades of purple and gold. One evening, as she sat on the stone wall overlooking the valley, a soft glow appeared in the distance. Curious, she followed the light and soon found a tiny lantern hanging from a tree.

Beneath it, a small bird with shimmering feathers sat on a branch. It chirped, then fluttered down to Lina's feet, its wings sparkling like stars. The bird looked up at her with knowing eyes and, without a sound, flew into the sky, leaving behind a trail of glowing dust.

Lina smiled, understanding the message: the world was full of magic, waiting to be discovered by those who were brave enough to seek it. From that day on, she never stopped looking for the hidden wonders of her world.

The Tortoise and the Dog

Tortoise and Dog were intimate friends and were both farmers.

Both of them had very big farms and planted different kind of crops.

They both lived in a village where the king of the village honored best farmer in the village every year. As a result of this, they both planned to become the next best farmer of the year in the village.

One day, both of them had a meeting, and they discussed on who to become the best farmer of the year between them. Tortoise told Dog to support him to be the best farmer, but Dog disagreed, saying that Tortoise should also support him to be the best farmer.

When they both were unable to come to an agreement, Tortoise told Dog that they should go differently and see who is more wiser to achieve the goal.

Because of this, Dog didn't think so much about it before he agreed to plant what no one had ever planted throughout the duration that the contest has lasted for, cocoa. Unfortunately, Dog forgot that cocoa is a bi-annual crop which can only be harvested after two years. But the Tortoise sat down in his house for days and started thinking on what to plant. He later came to the conclusion of planting yam in large quantity.

After the year passed- by, they both went to harvest their products. Tortoise harvested large quantity of yam but Dog harvested nothing. This made tortoise to be honored as the best farmer of the year and eventually won the king's award for the year. But the Dog what very bitter and regreted his actions.

MORAL LESSON: we should always think deeply before we put our actions into practice, not to be prompt to action about what we hear or see about life, but to have a pensive thought about it before putting action into place, because a little mistake might be too costly to bear its repercussion.

The Monkey and The Juggler:

In a mango orchard outside a village there lived a mischievous monkey. The whole day, he would jump from one tree to another. Thus the monkey kept on eating the ripe mangoes. The orchard-keeper tried to trap the monkey. But every time the monkey escaped the trap.

One day, the monkey wandered out to the nearby town. “The town people are so busy. There is so much crowd here," the monkey thought. Soon the monkey was sneaking into houses and running away with eatables. By evening, he had made life difficult for the town people. “The town is more fun than the orchard. I will live here," he thought.

Days went by and the monkey was looked upon by the town people with terror. “Here he comes again," they screamed when they saw the monkey.

One day, a juggler came to the town. The people of the town approached him. “We want you to help us get rid of that mischievous monkey," they said to the juggler. The juggler said in return, “Do not worry. Get me some jars with narrow necks,"

When the jars of the size were brought to him, he put peanuts into the jars and placed them out on a field.

The monkey became curious when he saw the jars. When he went and peeped inside the jars, he saw peanuts. “Yummy! Let me quickly grab the peanuts and run," he thought. He put his hand inside the jar and grabbed a big handful.

But he could not pull out his clenched fist, as the neck of the jar was so narrow. If the monkey dropped some peanuts back into the jar, he could have pulled his hand out. But he was greedy. So he did not drop some peanuts into the jar.

The town people trapped the monkey with his hand inside the jar. They got hold of the rope and tied him in a post. Then the monkey was sold to a zoo. That was the end of the greedy monkey.

#village
#christmass

Ladies!!!

1.If you're dating a married man you're a 2nd class person and every 2nd class person is classified as a person of Lower values.

2.He sneaks then takes you into a hotel room but gives his wife the entire home.
What do you expect next.

3.He visits you at your home and you introduce him to your friends and neighbors as your boyfriend therefore blocking your chances of getting a potential suitor yet you don't know the name of the village he comes from.

4.He takes you out and buys you all sorts of Alcohol yet he will never allow his wife to taste even a bottle of alcohol drink.
If you have common sense it should tell you that he's making you drunk so that he can use your body in bed.
My dear is your body good for experiment.

5.He gets you pregnant and gives you money for abortion But when his wife gets pregnant he celebrates and gives her money for antenatal clinic.
My sister's, can't you see he's raising his family?.

6.Just in case you didn't know this,
He describes your reaction during sex when he his with his friends but he will never mention whatever happens between him and his wife.
My sister are you an example?

7.He gives you few cash and you're happy not knowing that whatever he gives you is called "firewood allowances; it's the remainder after his wife and children have been catered for.

8.You have his pictures and his name on your phone saved as "my sweetheart; yet he doesn't have your picture on his phone and your number saved as *Generator * Or Refuse disposer * December is here ooo women of intergrity hold your husband well may allah protect all husband anywhere day go amen.

To whom brain is given sense is expected!!!

CLASS DISMISSED WITH YOU SHOULD KNOW YOUR WORTH!!!

I love this quote

By
Chinua Achebe

“A man who calls his kinsmen to a feast does not do so to redeem them from starving. They all have food in their own houses. When we gather in the moonlight at village ground, it is not because of the moon. Every man can see it in his own compound. We come together because it is good for kinsmen to do so. Therefore let us continue with the team spirit and enjoy the power of togetherness. Let’s smile not because we don’t have problems but because we are stronger than the problems.”

Alone I can smile but together we can laugh

Alone I can enjoy but together we can celebrate

Alone I can talk but together we can speak

Alone is a voice while together is a force.

Let's promote things that unite us than things that cause disunity.

Let's build ourselves as friends and brothers, because a tree can not make a forest.

God bless you as you help a friend at the point of need.

Unity is Great Strength

Everyone is important according to their own unique purpose.

Never look down on any body unless you are admiring their shoes

Compliments of the season , my brothers and sisters .

Jack gulped and said, “To learn fear. Please teach me!” The ghost blinked. “Fear is... uh...” it stuttered. Jack smirked, “See? Even ghosts forget words!”

The ghost was so embarrassed it vanished forever. Jack walked out cool as ever, saying, “Fear? It’s just a trick your brain plays when it’s bored!”

The whole village laughed, and even Max couldn’t help but admit Jack was brilliant.

Once upon a time, in a tiny village, lived Jack, a poor boy with a brilliant mind. Jack was famous for one thing—making English simple. His schoolmates loved him for it, but the local bully, Max, hated him.

One dark, stormy night, Max challenged Jack: “If you’re so smart, explain what ghost means!” Jack grinned mischievously. “Easy,” he said. “A ghost is just a person... who forgot how to say goodbye!” Everyone laughed nervously, but Max wasn’t impressed.

To prove Jack wrong, Max dared him to visit the haunted house on the hill and explain fear in simple English. Jack, never one to back down, marched up to the creaky old house. The moment he stepped inside, the door slammed shut.

Suddenly, a voice boomed, “Why are you here?”

Christmas story



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### **The Christmas Star**

Once upon a time, in a small village nestled at the foot of a mountain, there lived a young girl named Clara. Clara was known for her kindness and bright smile, but her family had fallen on hard times. Her father was a woodcutter, but with the winter chill making it difficult to work, they didn’t have much to celebrate for Christmas that year.

One cold evening, as Clara helped her mother prepare a simple meal, she overheard a conversation. "We don’t have enough for presents or a feast this year," her father said quietly, his voice filled with worry. Clara’s heart sank. Christmas was her favorite time of year, and she knew her family was struggling.

Later that night, Clara decided to do something special. She didn’t have money to buy gifts, but she knew that the spirit of Christmas was about more than things—it was about love, kindness, and sharing what you could with others.

Clara went out into the snowy forest and searched for the perfect tree. It wasn’t as grand as the one in the village square, but it was beautiful in its own way. With her small hands, she decorated it with candles, a few ribbons, and sprigs of holly she had gathered. She then tied a simple note to the tree’s trunk: "To the one who needs a little light, may this tree bring warmth to your heart."

The next morning, as the sun began to rise, Clara’s family noticed something extraordinary. From their window, they saw a soft, glowing light in the distance. It wasn’t the typical Christmas morning sunrise—it was something magical, like a star had descended from the heavens. The light led them to Clara’s tree, where they found a group of villagers gathered around it. Each had brought something small—an apple, a scarf, a loaf of bread—gifts meant for those who needed them most.

The village had come together, united by Clara’s simple act of kindness. It turned out that her tree had not only been a beacon for her family but for everyone in the village who needed hope, warmth, and light.

That Christmas, Clara’s family shared a meal with their neighbors, and the village, once quiet and uncertain, was filled with laughter and love. The Christmas Star, Clara’s humble tree, reminded everyone that the greatest gifts aren’t the ones wrapped in paper, but the love we share with one another.

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Merry Christmas!