The Lost Ball

Priče za djecu - The Lost Ball

It was the holidays, the sun was shining outside and little boy Matty didn’t know what else to play with. Today he had played with everything – cars, legos, he rode a balance bike, played a hopscotch, swinging on a swing, slid on a slide and there were some other things he couldn’t even remember. He would love to play Pairs with his mommy, but she’s making lunch. She promised him she would play with him after she finishes making lunch. He was looking forward to it. But what will he do until then?

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Clever Hannah

Once upon a time, there was a cook named Hannah. Hannah was cheerful, always in a good mood, and had a special fondness for her beautiful shoes with red roses. Every morning, she would lovingly put them on, stroll through the garden, and admire her reflection in the mirror that hung in the hallway of the house where she worked. In the evenings, when she returned to the kitchen, she enjoyed pouring herself a glass of wine, which always awakened her appetite.

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About the boy who cried Wolf

Kratke bajke za djecu - About the boy who cried Wolf

Once there was a boy who lived in a village. He was a shepherd and every day he led a flock of sheep to the meadow. There he would watch them in case a wolf appeared. But the wolf never appeared, and the boy became very bored in the pasture. He got tired of chasing butterflies, so he came up with a very silly idea to get rid of his boredom and have some fun. 

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The tale of the big beet

Kratke priče za djecu - The tale of the big beet

Once upon a time, there lived an old man and a woman. They had a little house and a little field by the house. They grew all kinds of things in the little field and were very happy with every harvest. That year they had already harvested most of it, but there was still a bed of beets left. Grandfather went to harvest in the evening and put the beets in the wheelbarrow one by one.

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Thumbelina

Priče za laku noć - Thumbelina

In a magical realm where everything comes to life and every living creature has a voice, a little girl was born from a petal. She was about the size of a finger on my hand. In the day she took care of the flowers and sang to them. At night, she slept in a walnut shell covered with a rose petal. Everybody called her Thumbelina.

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