151 Farm tales for kids entertain kids, engage them for hours and make them learn new words and build a extensive vocabulary throughout the stories.📚😊
Once, there lived a boy named Todo in a beautiful forest. Todo had a magical flute. Todo sat on a mango tree every morning and played the flute. All the birds and the animals of the forest came under the tree to listen to his melodious music. One day, an evil hunter was passing by. […]
The sun was setting when Tom Bradley walked home carrying his bags. The war was over and now he would be able to work on his farm. He saw the farmhouse and began to walk faster. As he came closer, he saw that the paint was peeling; there were weeds in the garden, and the
Farmer James Drew was a very quiet gentleman. Whenever anyone needed help, he was there. He was, however, rather lonely, for he lived alone on his farm. After the day’s work was done, his helpers went away and he sat reading and smoking his pipe. He had a talent, for he played the flute. Sometimes,
“Where did you find a name like Miranda?” asked old Mrs Pratt. “It’s from Shakespeare, mother,” said Wendy, her daughter-in-law. “Oh, him!” Mrs Pratt said, “No wonder! And what is that on her wrist?” “That’s a charm, mother,” replied Wendy, “It’s a butterfly!” Mrs Pratt didn’t believe in charms. So when Wendy had gone to
“I hate telephones!” grumbled Mr Dover, “They ring at the most awkward times–when you’re eating breakfast or dinner, or having a bath! Just throw the dratted thing out!” Mrs Dover made soothing noises and said, “No, dear! Our farm is so far from the village. You know we need the phone to talk to Melissa
Henty’s Farm was a lonely place. It was far from the village, so it was difficult for Mrs Henty to get any help to work there. Mr and Mrs Henty had to find a solution. They built three small cottages on the farm and sent an advertisement to many newspapers for the cottages. They would
Every night Farmer Casey saw a dark shadow move across the meadow. It puzzled him. ‘I must check what that is,’ he thought, ‘If that’s a wolf or a bear, it’s dangerous for my animals.’ The next night he sat outside with a gun and a torch, watching. There was a full moon that night.
It had been raining all day and everyone at Wexford farm was feeling low because he/she couldn’t step out. The animals collected inside the stable were also wet and droopy. Suddenly a voice chirped up, “Let’s play a game!” It was Bean, the smallest kid of a goat. “What game can we play here, crowded
Every year a jumble sale was held by the Vicar’s wife. She went around collecting old things from people– tables, chairs, decorative pieces, clothes, dishes, shoes, etc. Everything was sold and the money was used for the orphanage. This year, it would be held on Moleworth Farm. Farmer Moleworth was a grumpy man but his
The school fair was to be held on Dowser’s Farm. “It will be fun for children to see all the animals and the birds on the farm too!” beamed Miss Pattison, the principal. Mrs Dowser had become nervous with all the arrangements being done by the school teachers who rushed all over the place. On
The vicar and his wife, Miss Venture, the school principal, and Mr Bolton, the bank manager, were all coming to tea, along with some other neighbours. Tables had been laid out under the oak tree in the garden. Farmer Hudson and his wife were busy. Henry had been told strictly to behave himself. Henry obediently
There was a lot of chaos at Grandfather Farrier’s farm that morning. Grandfather Farrier couldn’t find his teeth! And he was in a temper. “How can I have my breakfast without them?” he demanded. Mr and Mrs Farrier, George and Gina, four farm hands, the cook and the maid, were all hunting his teeth! After
Farmer Close sat in his study, thinking deeply. Mrs Close watched him as she knitted. “What’s the matter, dear?” she asked finally. “Just a spot of bother!” replied Farmer Close, “Do you remember my relative, Hugo? He’s planning a holiday here with his whole family. I don’t like it.” “Don’t worry,” said Mrs Close, “I’ll
A Food Fair was held at the Ford Farm. Everyone was excited, especially because at the end there would be a baking competition! Mattie was looking forward to winning it, for she had learnt to make a marble cake and longed to win the prize! Then she could set up her little shop in the
Farmer Sutton and his wife always had a barbeque in summer and invited everyone to it. So, as usual, all their neighbours and friends were to come that Sunday evening. “I hope Mrs Foulk doesn’t create a scene!” said Mrs Sutton, “She always finds something to complain about!” It was a delightful party and everyone
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