Cerita Tikus Dan Gajah

Tikus Dan Gajah

Seekor tikus melakukan jalan-jalan di jalanan Raja. Dia adalah seekor tikus yang penuh harga diri, berukuran kecil, dan reputasi buruk tikus yang melekat pada dirinya. Tiba-tiba ada suara berisik di jalan yang dilewati tikus. Tikus pun segera berlari menuju parit dan mengintip dari balik parit.

Ternyata suara berisik itu berasal dari raja dan rombongannya. Tikus melihat bahwa raja menaiki seekor gajah besar, yang dihiasi ornamen-ornamen cantik. Di belakang rombongan itu, ikut pula anjing dan kucing istana. Mereka merasa kagum dengan kebesaran dan kekuatan sang gajah. Tikus itu tak bisa melihatnya lebih jauh lagi. Harga dirinya terluka sudah.

Tikus tidak terima dan memekik, "Dasar bodoh! Lihatlah aku, dan akan segera kau lupakan gajah bodoh itu. Apa ukurannya yang besar yang membuat matamu keluar? Atau kulitnya yang keriput? Aku juga memiliki mata dan telinga yang besar, dan kaki juga tentunya. Aku juga penting tahu!"

Kucing mendengar pekikan tikus dan menatapnya. Tikus pun berlari ketakutan. Detik berikutnya, tikus sadar bahwa dirinya tak sepenuhnya penting sebagai gajah.

Kisah Nabi Ishaq Bahasa Inggris

Nabi Ishaq

The Well of Zamzam where water first flowed to save the lives of Hajar and Ismail, became a popular place for the caravans to stop. Some people liked the place so much they decided to stay there.

This place became known as Makkah. One day Ibrahim had a message from Allah. He and Ismail were to build a place for people to pray. They were to build an altar, it was to be known as the Ka'aba. The angel Jibrail brought the message saying that the Ka'aba should be built near the Well of Zamzam, the most sacred place on earth.

The foundation stone for the Ka'aba was to come from heaven. It is found today in a corner of the Ka'aba and is known as the black stone. When Ibrahim was building the Ka'aba he was standing on a large rock. Allah softened the rock and the shape of Ibrahim's bare feet was left in it. It is still there, for all to see.

When Ibrahim was very old the angels came to see him and said Allah was going to give a son to him and Sarah. Sarah could not believe it was true. She too was old. The angels said that all things are possible to Allah. They said the son was to be called Ishaq. He was to be a prophet. Sure enough, Sarah did have a son and they called him Ishaq. he grew up to be a great prophet.

Ishaq married a girl called Rebecca. They had two sons, called Esau and Yaqub. Yaqub became a great prophet. Yaqub grew up and married Zia and they had lots of children, both boys and girls. His second wife Rohsie had two sons, Yusuf and Benjamin.

Yusuf and Benjamin were very good, obedient sons and they became Yaqub's favourites because of their good behaviour. Yusuf too grew up to be a prophet. All of these great prophets were descendents of Ibrahim. He is known as the father of all the prophets.

Muhammad (s), our great and beloved prophet, the last of all the prophets was a descendant of Ismail.

Kisah Tiga Babi Kecil Bahasa Inggris

The Three Little Pig

Once upon a time there were three little pigs, who left their mummy and daddy to see the world.

All summer long, they roamed through the woods and over the plains, playing games and having fun. None were happier than the three little pigs, and they easily made friends with everyone. Wherever they went, they were given a warm welcome, but as summer drew to a close, they realized that folk were drifting back to their usual jobs, and preparing for winter. Autumn came and it began to rain. The three little pigs started to feel they needed a real home. Sadly they knew that the fun was over now and they must set to work like the others, or they'd be left in the cold and rain, with no roof over their heads. They talked about what to do, but each decided for himself. The laziest little pig said he'd build a straw hut.

"It will only take a day,' he said. The others disagreed.

"It's too fragile," they said disapprovingly, but he refused to listen. Not quite so lazy, the second little pig went in search of planks of seasoned wood.

"Clunk! Clunk! Clunk!" It took him two days to nail them together. But the third little pig did not like the wooden house.

"That's not the way to build a house!" he said. "It takes time, patience and hard work to build a house that is strong enough to stand up to wind, rain, and snow, and most of all, protect us from the wolf!"

The days went by, and the wisest little pig's house took shape, brick by brick. From time to time, his brothers visited him, saying with a chuckle.

"Why are you working so hard? Why don't you come and play?" But the stubborn bricklayer pig just said "no".

"I shall finish my house first. It must be solid and sturdy. And then I'll come and play!" he said. "I shall not be foolish like you! For he who laughs last, laughs longest!"

It was the wisest little pig that found the tracks of a big wolf in the neighborhood.

The little pigs rushed home in alarm. Along came the wolf, scowling fiercely at the laziest pig's straw hut.

"Come out!" ordered the wolf, his mouth watering. I want to speak to you!"

"I'd rather stay where I am!" replied the little pig in a tiny voice.

"I'll make you come out!" growled the wolf angrily, and puffing out his chest, he took a very deep breath. Then he blew with all his might, right onto the house. And all the straw the silly pig had heaped against some thin poles, fell down in the great blast. Excited by his own cleverness, the wolf did not notice that the little pig had slithered out from underneath the heap of straw, and was dashing towards his brother's wooden house. When he realized that the little pig was escaping, the wolf grew wild with rage.

"Come back!" he roared, trying to catch the pig as he ran into the wooden house. The other little pig greeted his brother, shaking like a leaf.

"I hope this house won't fall down! Let's lean against the door so he can't break in!"

Outside, the wolf could hear the little pigs' words. Starving as he was, at the idea of a two course meal, he rained blows on the door.

"Open up! Open up! I only want to speak to you!"

Inside, the two brothers wept in fear and did their best to hold the door fast against the blows. Then the furious wolf braced himself a new effort: he drew in a really enormous breath, and went ... WHOOOOO! The wooden house collapsed like a pack of cards.

Luckily, the wisest little pig had been watching the scene from the window of his own brick house, and he rapidly opened the door to his fleeing brothers. And not a moment too soon, for the wolf was already hammering furiously on the door. This time, the wolf had grave doubts. This house had a much more solid air than the others. He blew once, he blew again and then for a third time. But all was in vain. For the house did not budge an inch. The three little pigs watched him and their fear began to fade. Quite exhausted by his efforts, the wolf decided to try one of his tricks. He scrambled up a nearby ladder, on to the roof to have a look at the chimney. However, the wisest little pig had seen this ploy, and he quickly said.

"Quick! Light the fire!" With his long legs thrust down the chimney, the wolf was not sure if he should slide down the black hole. It wouldn't be easy to get in, but the sound of the little pigs' voices below only made him feel hungrier.

"I'm dying of hunger! I'm going to try and get down." And he let himself drop. But landing was rather hot, too hot! The wolf landed in the fire, stunned by his fall.

The flames licked his hairy coat and his tail became a flaring torch.

"Never again! Never again will I go down a chimney" he squealed, as he tried to put out the flames in his tail. Then he ran away as fast as he could. 

The three happy little pigs, dancing round and round the yard, began to sing. "Tra-la-la! Tra-la-la! The wicked black wolf will never come back...!"

From that terrible day on, the wisest little pig's brothers set to work with a will. In less than no time, up went the two new brick houses. The wolf did return once to roam in the neighborhood, but when he caught sight of three chimneys, he remembered the terrible pain of a burnt tail, and he left for good.

Now safe and happy, the wisest little pig called to his brothers. "No more work! Come on, let's go and play!"