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.📚😊
Sally was a swan who was brought to Mr Robert’s farm with great care. She arrived in a large carton with holes in it and was driven down from the station by Mr Robert himself! Everyone clustered around to see Sally, even the farm animals and birds. Sally came out very ruffled after the journey […]
Philip was driving up to Toby’s farm which he had rented for a year to write his next book. He followed the signs and turned into a road to the east. The way lay uphill and from the hilltop he looked at the sea. A large rambling house stood near the beach. ‘That must be
The farm animals and birds were having a competition in the barn. “Who can tell the most unbelievable story?” asked the rooster, “Whoever does that, shall win the prize!” “What’s the prize?” asked the cat, who would only compete if the prize was good. “You get two days without any work!” said the rooster. This
Farmer George had a ram, Hummer, who drew a cart when the farmer was picking apples. Hummer was a peaceful fellow and enjoyed trotting around hitched to the cart. One day, Hummer wouldn’t trot steadily. He jumped and kicked out and tossed his head. Farmer George tried to hold him steady, but suddenly Hummer shot
Farmer Coole did all his accounts on every Friday. He was better at working in the fields than writing in his books! He spilt ink all over the place and got into a lot of trouble with Mrs Coole. “Mr Coole, I am sick of cleaning ink stains,” she announced one day, “If you spill
Henry had a habit of bringing all kinds of creatures to the farmhouse. Farmer Dawson checked his room to find out what he might have hidden inside. One day, Mr Dawson could hear some scuffling noises in Henry’s room. He knocked and Henry opened the door. Mr Dawson looked around, but everything seemed quiet. Henry
It had been a long day for Farmer Blake. The harvest season was going on and he was tired. As he settled down to read a book, Jim, one of his farm hands, came in. “Sir, there’s a man at the gate,” said Jim, “He says he wants to meet you.” “At this time?” asked
Bouncer, the rabbit, lived in a burrow on Farmer Southey’s farm. He had one torn ear and whenever anyone asked him how it was torn, he sighed and said, “That’s a long and sad tale!” “It happened when Farmer Southey shot me!” he began, “You see, Farmer Southey was a very angry man and he
Michael loved to tell tall stories to everyone. “They’re just stories!” he would say, “They’re not lies.” One day Mr Felton, a large man, had come from the bank to meet his father, Farmer Strobes, about a loan to buy four more cows. He went round the farm to inspect it. Michael followed them. When
Jenny had a bet with Peter that they could walk from the farmhouse to the old ruined church in the dark. Their parents, Farmer Beale and his wife, knew nothing about this. So when Mrs Beale found that the two children were not in their beds, she screamed in panic! Mr Beale and the farm
In Farmer Brent’s yard stood an old tree, dry and shrivelled. He had asked one of his men to chop it down. The tree heard and was very sad. Then Hannah, the Farmer’s daughter, came home. She looked at the tree and said, “Father, don’t cut it down. Let me see what I can do.”
Timothy scurried out of the farmhouse kitchen, frightened out of his wits. He was a tiny mouse and the farm cat, Clover, had just eaten up his mother! He ran helter-skelter around the yard. Suddenly, reaching the stable, he hurried into it and hid himself behind a bale of hay. “Have you seen a mouse?”
Mrs Atlee’s cat, Snowball, wanted to live on a farm, and was very unhappy in the city. There was simply nothing for her to do. A farm would be so interesting. That summer Mrs Atlee visited her brother, Farmer Mailer, and took Snowball with her. Snowball was thrilled! There was so much space to run
Mr Lamont had to carry out an inspection at Mr Smalley’s farm. Sitting in his little car, he looked at the broken wooden signboard. It had two arms, one showing Hunterdon village to the right and the other pointing to the sky! “Where does the third road go?” wondered Mr Lamont. There was a third
“This is the third collar that Bumper has chewed up!” said Mrs Geoffrey in a temper. Bumper, her pug, was hiding under the sofa, looking terribly ashamed. He couldn’t understand why they made so much noise every time he chewed up his collar. After all it was his own, wasn’t it? The farm animals tried
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