story writing -elephant and tailor's
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Once a elephant lived in a village. He got in friendship with a tailor. The elephant used to a river for a bath. After drinking water and taking a bath it would pass by a tailor’s shop and the tailor would give it something to eat .
One day the tailor was in angry mood due to quarrel with his one of the customer. The elephant the came as usual. Instead of giving any thing to eat, he pricked the elephant’s trunk with his needle. The elephant felt agonized with pain. He made up his mind to teach a tailor a lesson.
He went to the river, had his bath and then filled up its trunk with muddy water. He stopped at the tailor’s shop and throw in all the muddy water on the garments in the shop. The clothes were spoiled with mud. The tailor suffered a great loss. He felt sad for his misdeed. But it was too late.
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Once there was a tailor who was asked to make a suit for a wealthy gentleman. When the suit was completed the gentleman was delighted with it and told the tailor he could keep the fabric that was left over.
The tailor was chuffed to bits. He didn’t often get the chance to make clothes that he needed so he thought to himself
“Hmm what is the best use of this material?”
So he took his measuring tape and he measured and he cut, and he measured and he cut, and he measured and he cut, then he threaded his needle and sewed and he sewed until he had made himself a rather nice waistcoat.
He wore it here, he wore it there, he wore it everywhere.
For days and months and weeks until it started to wear out.
“Such a pity” he thought
“I loved that waistcoat well maybe there is something else I could do with it?”
So he took his measuring tape and he measured and he cut, and he measured and he cut, and he measured and he cut, then he threaded his needle and sewed and he sewed until he had made himself a rather nice little bow tie.
He wore it here, he wore it there, he wore it everywhere.
For days and months and weeks until it started to wear out.
“Such a pity” he thought
“I loved that bow tie -well maybe there is something else I could do with it?”
So he took his measuring tape and he measured and he cut, and he measured and he cut then he threaded his needle and sewed and he sewed until he had made himself a rather nice little button.
He wore it here, he wore it there, he wore it everywhere.
For days and months and weeks until it started to wear out.
“Such a pity” he thought
“I loved that wee button but now it’s just a thread well maybe there is something else I could do with it…?”
I know” he said
“I will make it into a story.”
And he did.