Tavşan ve Kaplumbağa masalı İngilizce

 

Once upon a time, in a field not too far from you, there was an energetic and happy hare and a sleepy tortoise.

The happy hare was called Noel and the sleepy tortoise was called Archibald. Archibald the tortoise liked to sit and munch his dinner slowly, whilst Noel the hare would gobble up his dinner and run round and round Archibald until he was dizzy.

One day, they had an argument.

‘I am the fastest animal in the whole wide world,’ said Noel. ‘I’m faster than a cheeky cheetah, a kicking kangaroo and a racing rabbit,’ he boasted.

‘Oh do be quiet,’ sighed Archibald. ‘You are so full of yourself! If you’re not careful you’ll come to a sticky end.’

‘Where’s sticky end then?’ asked Noel. ‘Is it far from here?’

Archibald rolled his eyes and carried on munching on some tasty lettuce leaves.

‘Oh, you two do stop arguing,’ said a blackbird as he flew past.

‘No, this is serious,’ said Noel the hare. ‘I will prove to you all that I’m the fastest animal in the whole wide world!’

‘Ok,’ said Archibald the tortoise. ‘I’ll race you then!’

Noel the hare laughed his head off.

‘Just you wait and see,’ said Archibald. ‘I’ll get Wallace the wise old owl to organise a race for us.’

Wallace the wise old owl arranged the race for the next day. All the animals in the field put on their best clothes, groomed their fur, picked up a flag to wave and got ready to cheer the tortoise and the hare on.

‘On your marks! Get set! Go!’ called Wallace. And the race was off!

Slowly, slowly, Archibald the tortoise set off and quickly, quickly Noel the hare raced off and soon he was out of sight. In fact, he was so far ahead that, when he looked back, Archibald the tortoise was nowhere to be seen.

‘Gosh,’ Noel thought. ‘I’ve more or less won all ready! I think I’ll just have a little nap under this tree, it’s such a hot day.’ Noel the hare was soon fast asleep.

Meanwhile, Archibald the tortoise ambled along slowly, enjoying the sun on his shell. On and on and on and on and on he plodded and taking the odd nibble of grass from time to time. He plodded past the oak tree, he plodded past the bridge, he plodded past the cow shed, he even plodded past Noel the hare who was still snoring under the tree. Archibald plodded on until he came to the finishing line where Wallace the wise old owl and all the other animals in the field were gathered.

All the animals clustered around Archibald cheering and shouting.

‘Well done! Well done! You’re the winner!’

All the noise woke Noel the hare up with a start.

‘Oh my! Oh my! What’s going on? What’s all the noise? Never mind. I’d better finish the race then I can go and have my dinner,’ he thought.

Noel the hare raced off down the hill towards the finishing line. But when he got there, to his horror, he saw Archibald the tortoise with a gold winner’s medal around his neck.

‘This can’t be right! He must have cheated,’ cried Noel the hare. ‘Everyone knows I’m faster than him!’

‘Archibald the tortoise didn’t cheat,’ said Wallace the wise old owl. ‘He has won fair and square. Slowly and surely, never giving up, Archibald passed the finishing line first.’

Noel the hare looked very unhappy and sulky. Archibald the tortoise felt sorry for him and tried to cheer him up.

‘Cheer up Noel, it was only a race,’ Archibald said. ‘I’m sure you’ll win the next one. And I’d rather we were still friends than win every race under the sun.’

And from that day on, they became the best of friends and Noel the hare never boasted again.

Çizmeli kedi Puss in Boots Tale

Once upon a time, there lived a miller who had three sons. When he died, he left the mill to his oldest son. He left the donkey to his middle son. His youngest son got the cat.

The youngest son was not happy. “My brothers can have a good life with what they have,” he said. “With just a cat, I shall be poor and die of hunger.”

When the cat heard this, he jumped up and said, “Do not worry, Master. I can make you rich. Give me a bag and some boots made just for me so that I can go running through the fields and forests.”

His master was not hopeful, but he thought it was amazing to have a talking cat. He bought him a big bag and some black boots. He named the cat ‘Puss in Boots’.

Puss in Boots went running through the fields and forests. He found a place where there were lots of rabbits. He filled his bag with carrots and lettuce. The greedy rabbits scampered into the bag to eat them. He caught the rabbits and took them to the palace.

Puss in Boots told the King that the rabbits were a present from his master, the Marquis of Carabas.

The King said, “Thank your master for this gift. I am pleased.”

Another time, Puss in Boots hid among some corn growing in a field. He held his bag open. When two partridges ran into it, he trapped them both. He gave the birds to the King as a present. The King was pleased and sent his thanks to the Marquis of Carabas.

For two months, Puss took presents to the King. He met the Princess, and she liked him very much. She always asked the servants to bring a bowl of cream for Puss. He lapped it up; it was the best cream he had ever tasted!

One day when Puss took a present to the castle, he learned that the King and the Princess were going for a drive along the riverside.

Puss in Boots ran home and told his master to go and swim in the river. While his master was swimming, Puss took away his clothes and hid them under a big rock. It was all part of his plan.

Puss heard the King’s carriage coming up the road. He saw the Princess sitting next to the King.

Puss ran up to the carriage and cried, “Help, help! My master is swimming, and someone has stolen his clothes.”

The King recognised Puss and stopped the carriage for him. He asked one of his servants to return to his castle and get one of his own suits for the boy to wear. When he was dressed in fine clothes, the miller’s son looked like a gentleman. The King offered to drive him back to his home.

Puss was happy to see his plan going well. He jumped up into the carriage and directed it to his master’s home. Then he ran on ahead until he met some people who were mowing a meadow.

“Please tell the King that the meadow you mow belongs to the Marquis of Carabas, or you shall be chopped into tiny bits,” he said.

Puss ran on ahead again and met some people who were reaping a field.

“Please tell the King that the field you reap belongs to the Marquis of Carabas, or you shall be chopped into tiny bits,” he said.

The people did as Puss said. The King was surprised to find that the Marquis of Carabas owned so much.

Now, not far away, there lived a mean old ogre. He owned all of the lands that Puss had claimed for his master. Everyone was afraid of the ogre. Puss in Boots ran to the ogre’s castle and asked to see him.

Puss said to the ogre, “I hear that you are very clever. In fact, I hear that you are so clever that you can change yourself into any creature.”

“Yes, I can!” roared the ogre. To show off, he changed himself into a lion and roared at the top of his lungs. Puss was scared and jumped out of the way. Then the ogre changed himself back again, and Puss told him how very clever he was.

“Are you clever enough to change yourself into a tiny mouse?” asked Puss in Boots.

“Of course!” said the ogre. In the twitch of a whisker, he changed again.

On seeing the mouse, Puss sprang on it and gobbled it up.

There was a clatter outside as the carriage arrived at the castle and drove across the drawbridge. Puss in Boots ran out to meet it.

“Your Majesty, welcome to the Marquis of Carabas’ castle!” he said. “Please come inside and join us for a feast.”

Puss in Boots soon set out a feast. The King was impressed by the beautiful castle. The Princess was charmed by the handsome Marquis of Carabas. They invited the boy to visit their palace.

In the end, the miller’s youngest son and the Princess fell in love and were married. Puss in Boots lived in the palace with them and was given the best cream in the land every day. He never had to worry about chasing mice again, except for fun.

Cinderella Tale Cinderella ingilizce masal

 

Cinderella

A traditional French tale

Once upon a time there was a girl called Cinderella. She was called Cinderella because every morning and every night she had to clean the cinders from the fireplace.

Cinderella lived with her stepmother and two stepsisters. Her stepmother and stepsisters wore pretty dresses made of silk and velvet. Cinderella had no pretty dresses. She had to wear old rags.

Cinderella was a thoughtful and kind-hearted girl. Her two stepsisters were mean and nasty, but they believed themselves to be beautiful inside and out. Their mother believed this too, but to her Cinderella was ugly.

Cinderella's stepmother was not kind at all. She was always shouting at Cinderella, 'Do this! Do that! Faster! Faster! Work! Work! Work!'

Cinderella's stepsisters were very lazy. 'Wash the dishes! Sweep the floor!', they would shout at her.

And so every day Cinderella was in the kitchen working from morning until night. She wasn't completely alone, though. In the kitchen she had six little mouse friends. They lived in a hole under the floor. They sang squeaky little mouse songs to Cinderella when she was tired or sad.

One day an invitation arrived for Cinderella and her two stepsisters. They had been invited to a ball by the king and queen of the country! Their son, the prince, was looking for a wife. He was having trouble finding the right person, and so his parents had decided to invite all the girls in the country to the palace.

Cinderella and her stepsisters were delighted to be invited. Cinderella smiled and her sisters jumped up and down with joy. But Cinderella's stepmother could only frown.

'I hope you don't think you're going to the ball!' she said to Cinderella. 'It's no place for a girl like you. I need you here to clean the windows.'

On the evening of the ball, Cinderella felt sad and lonely when everyone left without her.

As Cinderella stood sighing in the kitchen, her six little mouse friends appeared. They sang their happiest song to try to cheer her up.

Cinderella

Please don't fear

Your mousey friends

Are always near

A tear rolled down Cinderella's cheek. The mice began to think that there was no possible way to cheer her up. But then suddenly...pouf! A lady appeared. She was all dressed in white and carrying a magic wand.

'Don't worry, Cinderella. I am your fairy godmother and you shall go to the ball!'



First of all she touched Cinderella with her magic wand. In the blink of an eye, Cinderella's rags had disappeared and instead she was wearing a beautiful gown made of silk. It was the colour of the sky on a sunny day.

Next the fairy godmother noticed a large pumpkin on the kitchen worktop. She took it outside and touched it with her magic wand. It grew and grew and grew until it became an elegant carriage.

'And now we need some horses!' said the fairy godmother. One by one, she touched each of the mice with her magic wand. Suddenly, there were six beautiful horses ready to pull the carriage to the palace.


'Now you can go to the ball! But be careful, because at midnight the magic spell will end. You will be back in your rags with a pumpkin and six mice. Please be home by then.'

Cinderella looked down at her bare feet.

'Oh! I forgot about your shoes. I'll need to use a different spell for them since I’m making them out of thin air. But you'll be able to keep them forever! There you are, a pair of glass slippers.'

Cinderella was delighted to be out of the house. She had never been in a horse-drawn carriage before. She was very happy to be sharing it with her mouse friends, even though they were now horses and so could not sing to her.

At the palace, the prince stepped outside for some fresh air. He saw Cinderella arriving and watched as she spoke quietly to her horses.

'Don’t worry,' she said. 'I'll be back before you know it! I won't let you turn back into mice so far away from home.'

'Adorable!' the prince thought. 'What a kind girl this must be, to care so much about her horses. I wonder if she'd agree to dance with me!'

Cinderella walked up the steps to the palace door and the prince walked in with her. They danced and talked all night.



Before she knew it, Cinderella heard the first chimes of midnight from the palace clock. She ran for the door, leaving the prince terribly sad.



The prince ran after her and stood on the palace steps trying in vain to see which way she had gone. He noticed something glistening in the moonlight. It was one of Cinderella's glass slippers!

The prince had a brainwave. He would use the glass slipper to find her.

The prince visited every house in the land to find the girl whose foot would fit in the glass slipper. He was starting to lose all hope when he arrived at Cinderella's house.

Cinderella's stepsisters tried and tried to get their feet into the slipper but it was no use. Their feet were just too big!

'Where is your other daughter?' the prince asked Cinderella's stepmother.

'Oh, you wouldn't be interested in her!' the stepsisters sneered.

Just then, Cinderella came out of the kitchen. The prince recognised her immediately, even though she was wearing rags and had bare feet. Of course, the glass slipper fit her perfectly.

Cinderella and the prince were delighted to be reunited. They decided to get married; lots of people came to the wedding and it was a wonderful day.

Cinderella's stepmother and stepsisters were invited but they chose not to go. Instead, they stayed at home and sulked.

And the prince and Cinderella lived happily ever after.

THE FROG PRİNCESS TALE

Princess Ruby lived in a palace where her parents gave her everything she asked for.

Her favourite plaything was a golden ball. She loved the way it sparkled in the sunshine when she threw it in the air.

One day she was playing in the garden with the ball when, plop! It fell into a deep pond.

'Oh no!' she cried 'My beautiful ball ...' and burst into tears.

'What’s the matter?' a croaky voice said.

Looking round, she caught sight of a little green frog sitting on a stone by the side of the pond.

'My beautiful golden ball,' she sobbed. 'It’s fallen in the water and I can’t reach it because it’s so deep. What can I do?'

'I can get it for you if you like,' said the frog, 'but what will you give me in return?'

'Anything,' said Princess Ruby. 'I will give you all my jewels if you like.'

'What I really want,' said the frog, 'is to be your best friend. I want to eat from your plate, drink from your cup and sleep in your bed.'

'Of course,' said Princess Ruby, willing to promise anything to get back her ball.

'Before I get you the ball will you promise?'

'Yes, I promise, now please hurry up!'

The frog dived into the water and disappeared beneath it.

Princess Ruby watched anxiously from the bank.

Presently, some bubbles appeared on the water and up popped the frog balancing the ball on his nose.

Quickly, she grabbed the ball and ran off towards the palace.

'Wait for me!' called the frog, hopping after her.

Hurriedly she slipped through the door, slamming it behind her before the frog had a chance to catch up.

'What’s all this about?' said the king, coming down the stairs.

'Oh, nothing, Father. Just a slimy old frog tried to get through the door.'

'Why would he want to come in here?' said the king. 'Frogs don’t like to be indoors.'

'Well Father, this frog wants to be my friend, but I think he’s horrible. Frogs are so slimy and cold.'

'Princess Ruby, that’s no way to talk.'

Princess Ruby blushed and looked down.

'Come, come, is there anything more you need to tell me?' asked the king.

'Well Father, I did promise him I would be his friend if he rescued my special golden ball when it fell in the deep pond. But I wish I hadn’t promised ‘cos he’s so horrible.'

'My dear child,' said the king, 'a promise is a promise. Haven’t I always told you never to make a promise you couldn't keep?'

'But Father .

'No, my dear, you must learn. Let the frog in now and do everything you said you would.'

Reluctantly, Princess Ruby opened the door and the frog hopped in.

That evening, when it was time for dinner, Princess Ruby left the frog sitting on the floor.

'Lift me up, lift me up,' he cried, 'so that I can eat from your plate and drink from your cup.'

Princess Ruby tried to ignore him, but then she saw that the king was watching her.

'Oh very well then, if you must.' And she bent down and lifted the frog onto the table. 'Yuck!' she said as she wiped her hands on her skirt – the frog was so slimy.

The frog enjoyed her food and drink as he ate from her plate and drank from her cup, but Princess Ruby didn’t eat or drink anything at all. In fact, she felt quite sick.

That night the frog hopped up the stairs behind her to her bedroom, where, much to her disgust, he snuggled down into her bed.

Princess Ruby lay down as far away from him as she could. Was the rest of her life going to be like this?

The next morning, as dawn crept through her window, she awoke and stretched.

She turned to where the frog had been sleeping but, to her joy, he wasn’t there! Looking up she saw, standing by the open window, a handsome young man.

'Thank you,' he said turning. 'You have broken the spell. A wicked witch cursed me and made me into a frog, she said I would remain one forever unless a beautiful princess would become my best friend and let me eat from her plate, drink from her cup and sleep in her bed. Until I saw you, I thought I would be a frog forever.'

From that day forth Princess Ruby and the young man became the best of friends and I wouldn’t be at all surprised if, when they grew up, they got married and lived happily ever after.

Sleeping Beauty Tale

Long ago and far away there lived a good king and queen. The people loved them and their lives would have been very happy if only they had had a child.

Years went by and then, one spring, when they thought all hope was gone, the queen gave birth to a baby girl. The whole kingdom rejoiced – the young princess was such a lovely baby; they called her Aurora.

Everyone was excitedly preparing for the christening of the new baby princess. Anyone who was important in the land had been invited to the christening, including all the good fairies. And everyone else in the kingdom was to have a day off work and a great big feast with cakes and 

ellies!

But, unfortunately, there was one important fairy that the king and queen had forgotten to invite ... Grizzelstinki!

Grizzelstinki was a scary fairy who lived up in the mountains. People told scary stories about her, frightening their children into being good by threatening to send for her if they were naughty!

On the day of the christening, everyone had a wonderful celebration at the palace and there were lots of lovely presents for the baby. One person gave her a tiny teddy bear to cuddle, another gave her a rattle to play with and another gave her a story book for her to read when she was older.

But the most magical presents of all were from the good fairies: One gave her beauty, one gave her a sweet nature, one a lovely voice, one charm, one kindness and one a sense of humour.


'Isn't our daughter lucky to have such lovely presents,' said the king, turning to the queen.

'Don't be so sure!' said a frightening voice suddenly.

A cold wind blew through the hall. The door burst open and there was Grizzelstinki herself!

Grizzelstinki marched up to the baby princess. And as she passed, everyone held their noses as the smell was quite terrible.

'I haven’t given her my present yet,' Grizzelstinki growled. 'My present is that when she is older she will prick her finger and fall asleep ... forever!'

Grizzelstinki laughed a terrible laugh and disappeared in a puff of smoke!

There was a stunned silence around the palace until one of the good fairies laid her hand on the baby’s head ... I promise that she will not sleep forever,' she said. 'She will only sleep for a hundred years.'

The king and queen were still very worried so they decided to ban anything sharp in the kingdom that the princess might prick her finger on.

Years went by and, as Aurora got older, the people almost forgot the curse that was upon her.

One day, when she was alone and bored, Aurora decided to explore all the rooms in the palace. She went from room to room, exploring all over the palace until she got to an old stone staircase. Up and up the stone staircase she climbed until she came to a room right at the top of a tower. It was the only room in the palace she’d never been in! So she peeped inside and, to her surprise, there was a little old woman busily spinning wool on a spindle.

'Hello my dear,' the little old woman said. 'I am pleased to meet you.' And she stood up and tried to curtsey.

'No, no, please sit down, I don’t want you to hurt your back,' said Aurora, hurrying forward. 'Can you tell me what you're doing up here in the tower all alone?'

'Only spinning silk, my dear, to make you a lovely dress,' the little old woman replied.

'May I have a go please?' Aurora asked politely.

'Of course my dear,' the little old woman said, and she chuckled quietly to herself. 'Let me show you how.'

Aurora sat down with the spindle in her hand and the little old woman began to show her how to spin silk.

Suddenly a sharp pain shot through Aurora’s arm as a spike on the spindle pricked her finger. It was the curse! Grizzelstinki’s curse was upon her!

Suddenly the little old lady threw off her cloak and stood up straight, it was Grizzelstinki all along! She laughed a wicked laugh and ran away leaving the princess all alone.

Because of Grizzelstinki’s birthday curse, Princess Aurora fell into a deep, deep sleep.

And all around the palace, people started to fall asleep too!

The cook in the kitchen fell asleep, the guards at the palace gates fell flat on their noses and began to snore, the maids curled up to sleep with their feather dusters still in their hands. And the palace gardener fell asleep out in the garden. (The palace cat just carried on sleeping because she was sleeping anyway!) Even the king and queen fell asleep.

Over the years, weeds, brambles and plants grew up over the palace and a deep dark wood encircled it. Everyone was asleep, even the gardener, so there was no one to cut them down! As the palace disappeared behind the woods, the people outside began to forget it had ever been there.

One spring day, a handsome young prince was riding his horse in the woods around the forgotten palace.

He had heard the tale of a beautiful sleeping princess and a terrible birthday curse.

The wood was so thick that the prince had to get off his horse and walk – he even had to hack through the dense undergrowth with his sword!

Then, as he was cutting through the undergrowth, his sword suddenly struck some stone; it was the wall of a palace!

Could the stories be true? Could this be the forgotten palace?

The prince wanted to find out so he began to climb the palace wall.

When he reached the top he couldn’t believe his eyes!

There before him lay the palace asleep; the guards still snoring, the maids and the cook sleeping peacefully. And the gardener still asleep in the overgrown garden (and the cat was still curled up asleep of course). Even the king and queen were still asleep!



With his heart beating quickly, the prince began to explore the palace. In every room people slept, so he climbed higher and higher, looking through every door ... until he came to a tiny room at the top of a tower with a stone stair case.

He pushed open the door and, much to his joy, there lay the beautiful Princess Aurora!


The handsome prince leaned down and kissed her. At that moment she woke up ... and the whole palace woke up with her, yawning and stretching and wondering how long they’d been asleep.

The cook woke up in his kitchen, the maids woke up still holding their feather dusters and he gardener woke up out in the garden and the king and queen woke up on their thrones. (but the cat stayed asleep—she loved to sleep.)

The king and queen were so grateful to the prince for waking up their daughter and everyone else in the palace that they let him live in the palace with them.

They were overjoyed and everyone lived happily ever after!

LEYLEK VE TİLKİ MASALI İNGİLİZCE KISA

LEYLEK VE TİLKİ MASALİ İNGİLİZCE 

 THE FOX AND THE STOR

The Fox one day thought of a plan to amuse himself at the expense of the Stork, at whose odd appearance he was always laughing.

“You must come and dine with me today,” he said to the Stork, smiling to himself at the trick he was going to play. The Stork gladly accepted the invitation and arrived in good time and with a very good appetite.

For dinner the Fox served soup. But it was set out in a very shallow dish, and all the Stork could do was to wet the very tip of his bill. Not a drop of soup could he get. But the Fox lapped it up easily, and, to increase the disappointment of the Stork, made a great show of enjoyment.

The hungry Stork was much displeased at the trick, but he was a calm, even-tempered fellow and saw no good in flying into a rage. Instead, not long afterward, he invited the Fox to dine with him in turn. The Fox arrived promptly at the time that had been set, and the Stork served a fish dinner that had a very appetizing smell. But it was served in a tall jar with a very narrow neck. The Stork could easily get at the food with his long bill, but all the Fox could do was to lick the outside of the jar, and sniff at the delicious odor. And when the Fox lost his temper, the Stork said calmly:

Do not play tricks on your neighbors unless you can stand the same treatment yourself.

Alaaddin'in Sihirli Lambası Masalı İngilizce Özeti

Alaaddin Sihirli Lambası İngilizce Özeti

Aladdin Magic Lamp Short Story Sihirli Lambası
Once there lived a poor widow and her son, Aladdin. One day, Aladdin’s uncle, Mustafa, came to visit them. He said, “Sister, why don’t you let Aladdin come and work for me?” They agreed and Mustafa took Aladdin along with him. They walked in the desert and came to a cave. The cave was full of riches and treasures but Mustafa was afraid to go inside. He wanted Aladdin to go in and get him the treasures instead. “Go inside,” commanded Mustafa, “and find me the jewels. You will also find a lamp. Bring it to me.”
Aladdin went inside and found more riches than he could ever imagine. He found a beautiful ring and wore it on his finger. He also collected as many gems as he could, but before he could come out of the cave, Mustafa said, “Quick! Just hand me all, the jewels and the lamp!” Aladdin refused. Angry at the refusal, his cruel uncle blocked the entrance of the cave and left.
Aladdin sat in the dark and cried. Then he saw the old lamp and decided to light it. While cleaning it, he rubbed the lamp and out came a genie! “Master, I shall grant you three wishes,” he said. Aladdin said, “Take me home!” In seconds, Aladdin was with his mother, counting the gems he had brought from the cave. Aladdin also brought the ring along with him and when he rubbed it, out came another genie! “Master, I shall grant you three wishes!” said the genie. “Make us rich and happy!” said Aladdin. And Aladdin and his mother lived happily.


One day, Aladdin saw the sultan’s daughter and fell in love with her. He went to the palace with gems and asked for her hand in marriage. The king agreed to this. After marriage, Aladdin showered the princess with all the riches and gave her a huge palace to live in. When the sultan died, Aladdin ruled the kingdom. He was just and kind hearted and everybody was happy under his rule.
Meanwhile, Mustafa came to know how Aladdin found the magic lamp and became rich. He wanted to take the lamp back. So, one day, when Aladdin was away, Mustafa came to the palace dressed as a trader. He cried out, “Get new lamps for old ones! New lamps for old!” Hearing this, the princess took out the magic lamp and gave it to him. She did not know that the old lamp was indeed magical. She bought a shiny new lamp instead. Mustafa gladly took the lamp and went away. He then commanded the genie, “Send Aladdin’s entire palace into the deserts in Africa!” And saying this, Mustafa, along with the princess in the palace, were sent to Africa. Aladdin, on coming back, found his wife and house missing. He searched for the palace for three long days. Finally, he rubbed his magic ring and asked the genie, “Please take me to my princess!” The genie agreed. When he met his wife, Aladdin and the princess decided to trick Mustafa.
One night, the princess said to Mustafa, “I don’t think Aladdin will ever find me here! I might as well live as your slave for I am certain he is dead now!” Mustafa was very happy and ordered for a feast. During the feast, the princess got Mustafa drunk and he fell into a deep sleep.
In the meantime, the princess took the magic lamp to Aladdin. Together, they asked the genie of the lamp to take the entire palace back to Aladdin’s kingdom. The genie then killed Mustafa and Aladdin and the princess lived happily ever after.

The Lion’s Share Tale

The Lion’s Share Aslan Payı İngilizce masal
The Lion’s Share
One day, a lion, a fox, a jackal, and a wolf went hunting together. All day long they tried hard, but could not find anything satisfactory. It was only in the late afternoon that they could catch a deer. The four beasts surrounded the poor animal and killed it as fast as they could. Then they decided to share their food.
The lion was the lord of the jungle and superior to all in strength. Hence, the other creatures agreed when he proposed to share the food for all.
Placing one of its paws upon the dead animal, the lion said,
“You see, as a member of the hunting party, it is my right to receive one of these portions.”
The others nodded in agreement.
“But then, I am also the King of Beasts. So I must receive a little bit more”. he declared.
The others looked uneasily at each other.
“And besides, I was leading the hunt. So I deserve a little more extra”. he proclaimed.
The others mumbled something, but it could not be heard.
“As for the fourth share, if you wish to argue with me about its ownership, let’s begin, and we will see who will get it.”
“Humph,” the others grumbled. They walked away with their heads down. They knew it was pointless to argue about their shares.
You may share the labors of the great, but you can not share the spoil.
By La Fontaine

Hansel and Gretel Tale

Hansel and Gretel

Once upon a time, there lived a poor woodcutter. He lived in a tiny village near a forest with his two children and his second wife. The children were called Hansel and Gretel. Hansel was Gretel’s big brother.

One day, they had no more food. The woodcutter’s wife said to him that they must send the children into the forest. She wanted them to be lost forever. Then she and the woodcutter would have more food to eat.

Hansel heard his wicked stepmother talking. He went outside and filled his pockets with little white pebbles.

The next day the woodcutter and his wife took the children into the forest. The woodcutter wasn’t happy about leaving his children, but his wife made him.

So Hansel and Gretel were left all alone.

Night fell and it grew cold. Gretel began to cry.

“Don’t worry,” said Hansel, “hold my hand and I’ll get us home.”

As they had walked into the forest that morning, Hansel had dropped a trail of white pebbles. Luckily, the moon was bright and it shone on the white stones. The children followed the trail home.

The woodcutter’s wife was angry when she saw the children. She shouted at her husband and told him to take the children back into the forest and lose them. The woodcutter was upset but he was afraid of his wife. He agreed to do what she said.

As they were pushed out of the door, Hansel grabbed a slice of bread. When they walked back into the forest, Hansel dropped crumbs of bread. He was hoping to follow the trail back again.

When they got to the middle of the forest, the children’s father muttered an excuse and told them he had to leave.

Again, night fell and this time there was no moon. The children huddled together at the foot of a big tree and fell asleep until morning.

“Don’t worry,” said Hansel the next day. “We will follow the trail of bread and go home.”

But the trail of bread wasn’t there. Hansel hadn’t thought about the birds that would eat the crumbs. This time the children really were lost.

The children wandered through the forest. After a long time, they found a funny little house in the middle of some trees. It looked as if it was made of gingerbread and finished with icing.

Hansel broke a piece off the wall. He ate it – it was tasty!

Then Gretel broke a piece off the window sill. It tasted so good!

They broke off more bits: biscuits, cookies and sweets.

Suddenly, the door opened and an old lady came out. She wasn’t a kind old lady … oh no! She was a witch!

“Have more to eat,” said the witch. “Come in!”

Hansel and Gretel were happy to have more to eat. The witch gave Hansel and Gretel lots to eat. She gave them lots and lots to eat! She gave them far too much to eat!

The evil witch planned to bake the two children in her oven and eat them!

However, she thought they would taste better if they were not so thin. She wanted to feed them up and eat them when they were fatter.

Every day for weeks, the witch gave the children lots of food.

She made Gretel clean the house, and she locked Hansel in a cage. Every night she would ask to squeeze Hansel’s finger to feel how fat he was getting.

The witch couldn’t see very well. She needed to feel Hansel’s finger instead of just looking at him.

Hansel was clever, though. He kept an old chicken bone in his pocket. Every night, he let the witch squeeze that instead of his finger. The witch was angry that Hansel never seemed to get fatter.

One day the witch was tired of waiting for Hansel to fatten up. She lit her oven so that she could roast the boy and have a tasty meal.

She opened the oven door and peered inside to check it was hot.

As the witch bent down, Gretel ran across the room and pushed her inside the oven. The little girl slammed the oven door! CLANG! The witch was trapped!

Gretel searched the gingerbread house. It was filled with cakes and sweets. In one room, she found chests filled with gold. Gretel found the key to Hansel’s cage. She set her brother free. The children filled their pockets with as much gold as they could carry and set off.

For two whole days, the children searched the forest. Finally, they found their home and saw their father! He was happy to see them and said that their stepmother had gone away. Hansel and Gretel had found their way home. They were never hungry or poor again.

Kibritçi Kız Masalı İngilizce -The Little Match Girl Tale

Kibritçi Kız Masalı İngilizce

The Little Match-Seller Short Tale

 Hans Christian Andersen

It was terribly cold and nearly dark on the last evening of the old year, and the snow was falling fast. In the cold and the darkness, a poor little girl, with bare head and naked feet, roamed through the streets. It is true she had on a pair of slippers when she left home, but they were not of much use. They were very large, so large, indeed, that they had belonged to her mother, and the poor little creature had lost them in running across the street to avoid two carriages that were rolling along at a terrible rate. One of the slippers she could not find, and a boy seized upon the other and ran away with it, saying that he could use it as a cradle, when he had children of his own. So the little girl went on with her little naked feet, which were quite red and blue with the cold.
     In an old apron she carried a number of matches, and had a bundle of them in her hands. No one had bought anything of her the whole day, nor had any one given here even a penny. Shivering with cold and hunger, she crept along; poor little child, she looked the picture of misery. The snowflakes fell on her long, fair hair, which hung in curls on her shoulders, but she regarded them not.
     Lights were shining from every window, and there was a savory smell of roast goose, for it was New-year’s eve – yes, she remembered that. In a corner, between two houses, one of which projected beyond the other, she sank down and huddled herself together. She had drawn her little feet under her, but she could not keep off the cold; and she dared not go home, for she had sold no matches, and could not take home even a penny of money. Her father would certainly beat her; besides, it was almost as cold at home as here, for they had only the roof to cover them, through which the wind howled, although the largest holes had been stopped up with straw and rags.
     Her little hands were almost frozen with the cold. Ah! perhaps a burning match might be some good, if she could draw it from the bundle and strike it against the wall, just to warm her fingers.

     She drew one out – “scratch!” how it sputtered as it burnt! It gave a warm, bright light, like a little candle, as she held her hand over it. It was really a wonderful light. It seemed to the little girl that she was sitting by a large iron stove, with polished brass feet and a brass ornament. How the fire burned! and seemed so beautifully warm that the child stretched out her feet as if to warm them, when, lo! the flame of the match went out, the stove vanished, and she had only the remains of the half-burnt match in her hand.      She rubbed another match on the wall. It burst into a flame, and where its light fell upon the wall it became as transparent as a veil, and she could see into the room. The table was covered with a snowy white table-cloth, on which stood a splendid dinner service, and a steaming roast goose, stuffed with apples and dried plums. And what was still more wonderful, the goose jumped down from the dish and waddled across the floor, with a knife and fork in its breast, to the little girl. Then the match went out, and there remained nothing but the thick, damp, cold wall before her.
     She lighted another match, and then she found herself sitting under a beautiful Christmas-tree. It was larger and more beautifully decorated than the one which she had seen through the glass door at the rich merchant’s. Thousands of tapers were burning upon the green branches, and colored pictures, like those she had seen in the show-windows, looked down upon it all. The little one stretched out her hand towards them, and the match went out.
     The Christmas lights rose higher and higher, till they looked to her like the stars in the sky. Then she saw a star fall, leaving behind it a bright streak of fire. “Some one is dying,” thought the little girl, for her old grandmother, the only one who had ever loved her, and who was now dead, had told her that when a star falls, a soul was going up to God.

     She again rubbed a match on the wall, and the light shone round her; in the brightness stood her old grandmother, clear and shining, yet mild and loving in her appearance.
     “Grandmother,” cried the little one, “O take me with you; I know you will go away when the match burns out; you will vanish like the warm stove, the roast goose, and the large, glorious Christmas-tree.”
     And she made haste to light the whole bundle of matches, for she wished to keep her grandmother there. And the matches glowed with a light that was brighter than the noon-day, and her grandmother had never appeared so large or so beautiful. She took the little girl in her arms, and they both flew upwards in brightness and joy far above the earth, where there was neither cold nor hunger nor pain, for they were with God.
     In the dawn of morning there lay the poor little one, with pale cheeks and smiling mouth, leaning against the wall; she had been frozen to death on the last evening of the year; and the New-year’s sun rose and shone upon a little corpse! The child still sat, in the stiffness of death, holding the matches in her hand, one bundle of which was burnt.
     “She tried to warm herself,” said some.
     No one imagined what beautiful things she had seen, nor into what glory she had entered with her grandmother, on New-year’s day.