E-booklet: A play on words

“The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you’ll go.”

-Dr. Seuss

E-BOOKLET: A PLAY ON WORDS

TABLE OF CONTENTS

I. THE COWARDLY LION AND THE HUNGY TIGER

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ANSWER THIS: Multiple Choice

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Direction Test

II. TWO LEAVES

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Unscramble Me!

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PLAY TIME: Traces of Rachel

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III. THE BREAD LESSON

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Let's Learn and Play!

IV. THE BLUE JACKAL

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 Dig In What You Learned!

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Written By

L. Frank Baum

THE COWARDLY LION AND THE HUNGRY TIGER

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In t h e s p l e n d i d p a l a c e o f t h e E m e r a l d City, which is in the center of the fairy Land of Oz, is a great Throne Room. This is where Princess Ozma, the Ruler, sits in a throne of glistening emeralds for an hour each day and listens to all the troubles of her people, which they are sure to tell her about. Around Ozma's throne, on such occasions, are grouped all the important personages1 of Oz, such as the Scarecrow, Tiktok the Clockwork Man, the Tin Woodman, the Wizard of Oz, and other famous fairy people. Little Dorothy usually has a seat at Ozma's feet, and crouched on either side the throne are two enormous beasts known as the Hungry Tiger and the Cowardly Lion.

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guardians, but as everyone loves the beautiful girl Princess there has never been any disturbance in the great Throne Room, or anything for the guardians to do but look fierce and solemn2 and keep quiet until the Royal Audience is over and the people go away to their homes. Of course no one would dare be naughty while the huge Lion and Tiger crouched beside the throne; but the fact is, the people of Oz are very seldom naughty. So Ozma's big guards are more ornamental than useful. No one realizes that better than the beasts themselves.

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ne day, after everyone had left the O Throne Room except the Cowardly Lion and the Hungry Tiger, the Lion yawned and said to his friend: "I'm getting tired of this job. No one is afraid of us and no one pays any attention to us." "That is true," replied the big Tiger, purring softly. "We might as well be in the thick jungles where we were born, as trying to protect Ozma when she needs no protection. And I'm dreadfully hungry all the time."

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"You have enough to eat, I'm sure," said the Lion, swaying his tail slowly back and forth.

"Enough, perhaps; but not the kind of food I long for," answered the Tiger. "What I'm hungry for is fat babies. I have a great desire to eat a few fat babies. Then, perhaps, the people of Oz would fear me and I'd become more important."

"True," agreed the Lion. "It would stir up quite a scene if you ate but one fat baby. As for myself, my claws are sharp as needles and strong as crowbars. My teeth are powerful enough to tear a person to pieces in a few seconds. I could spring upon a man and make chop suey of him. There would be wild excitement in the Emerald City. People would fall upon their knees and beg me for mercy. That, in my opinion, would render me very important."



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"After you had torn the person to pieces, what would you do next?" asked the Tiger sleepily.

"I wonder how many pieces I ought to tear a person into," said the Lion, in a thoughtful voice.

"Sixty would be about right," suggested the Tiger.

"Would that hurt any more than to tear one into about a dozen pieces?" asked the Lion, with a little shudder.

"Who cares whether it hurts or not?" growled the Tiger.

The Lion did not reply. They entered a side street, but met no one.





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Suddenly they heard a child crying.

"Aha!" exclaimed the Tiger. "There is my meat."

He rushed around a corner, the Lion following, and came upon a nice fat baby sitting in the middle of the street and crying as if in great distress6.

"What's the matter?" asked the Tiger, crouching before the baby.

"I--I--I-lost my m-m-mamma!" wailed the baby.





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"Why, you poor little thing," said the great beast, softly stroking the child's head with its paw. "Don't cry, my dear, for mamma can't be far away. I'll help you find her."

"Go on," said the Lion, who stood by.

"Go on where?" asked the Tiger, looking up.

"Go on and eat your fat baby."

"Why, you dreadful creature!" said the Tiger reproachfully. "Would you want me to eat a poor little lost baby?" And the beast gathered the little one into its strong, hairy arms and tried to comfort it by rocking it gently back and forth.

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The Lion growled low in his throat and seemed very much disappointed. But at that moment a scream reached their ears and a woman came bounding out of a house and into the street. Seeing her baby in the embrace of the monster Tiger the woman screamed again and rushed forward to rescue it. In her haste she caught her foot in her skirt and tumbled head over heels and heels over head. She stopped with such a bump that she saw many stars in the heavens, although it was broad daylight. And there she lay, in a helpless manner, all tangled up and unable to stir.

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With one bound and a roar like thunder the huge Lion was beside her. With his strong jaws he grasped her dress and raised her into an upright position.

"Poor thing! Are you hurt?" he gently asked.

Gasping for breath the woman struggled to free herself and tried to walk, but she limped badly and tumbled down again.

"My baby!" she said pleadingly.

"The baby is all right; don't worry," replied the Lion; and then he added: "Keep quiet, now, and I'll carry you back to your house, and the Hungry Tiger will carry your baby."



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The Tiger, who had approached the place with the child in its arms, asked in astonishment:

"Aren't you going to tear her into sixty pieces?"

"Then I would roar so loudly it would shake the earth and stalk away to the jungle to hide myself, before anyone could attack me or kill me for what I had done."

"I see," nodded the Tiger. "You are really cowardly."

"To be sure. That is why I am named the Cowardly Lion. That is why I have always been so tame and peaceable. But I'm awfully tired of being tame," added the Lion, with a sigh, "and it would be fun to raise a row and show people what a terrible beast I really am."

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"I'm getting old, and it would please me to eat at least one fat baby before I die. Suppose we surprise these people of Oz and prove our power. What do you say? We will walk out of here just as usual and the first baby we meet I'll eat in a jiffy4. And the first man or woman you meet, you will tear to pieces. Then we will both run out of the city gates and gallop across the country and hide in the jungle before anyone can stop us."

"All right. I'm game," said the Lion, yawning again so that he showed two rows of large sharp teeth.

The Tiger got up and stretched his great, sleek body



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"Seen any of them old Hydrophobies the last day or two?"

"Come on," he said. The Lion stood up and proved he was the larger of the two, for he was almost as big as a small horse.

Out of the palace they walked, and met no one. They passed through the beautiful grounds, past fountains and beds of lovely flowers, and met no one. Then they unlatched a gate and entered a street of the city, and met no one.

"I wonder how a fat baby will taste," said the Tiger, as they stalked majestically5 along, side by side.

"I imagine it will taste like nutmegs," said the Lion.

"No," said the Tiger, "I've an idea it will taste like gumdrops."

They turned a corner, but met no one, for the people of the Emerald City usually take their naps at this hour of the afternoon



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"No, nor into six pieces," answered the Lion indignantly8. "I'm not such a brute as to destroy a poor woman who has hurt herself trying to save her lost baby. If you are so cruel and bloodthirsty, you may leave me and go away, for I do not care to associate with you."

"That's all right," answered the Tiger. "I'm not cruel--not in the least--I'm only hungry. But I thought you were cruel."

"Thank heaven I'm respectable," said the Lion, with dignity. He then raised the woman and with much gentleness carried her into her house, where he laid her upon a sofa. The Tiger followed with the baby, which he safely deposited beside its mother. The little one liked the Hungry Tiger and, grasping the enormous beast by both ears, the baby kissed the beast's nose to show he was grateful and happy

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"Thank you very much," said the woman. "I've often heard what good beasts you are, in spite of your power to do mischief to mankind. Now I know that the stories are true. I do not think either of you have ever had an evil thought."

The Hungry Tiger and the Cowardly Lion hung their heads and did not look into each other's eyes, for both were shamed and humbled. They crept away and stalked back through the streets until they again entered the palace grounds, where they retreated to the pretty, comfortable rooms they occupied at the back of the palace. There they silently crouched in their usual corners to think over their adventure



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After a while the Tiger said sleepily:

"I don't believe fat babies taste like gumdrops. I'm quite sure they have the flavor of raspberry tarts. My, how hungry I am for fat babies!"

The Lion grunted. "You're a humbug," said he.

"Am I?" retorted the Tiger, with a sneer. "Tell me, then, into how many pieces you usually tear your victims, my bold Lion?"

The Lion impatiently thumped the floor with his tail.

"To tear anyone into pieces would soil my claws and blunt my teeth," he said. "I'm glad I didn't muss myself up this afternoon by hurting that poor mother."





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The Tiger looked at him steadily and then yawned a wide, wide yawn.

"You're a coward," he remarked.

"Well," said the Lion, "it's better to be a coward than to do wrong."

"To be sure," answered the other. "And that reminds me that I nearly lost my own reputation. For, had I eaten that fat baby I would not now be the Hungry Tiger. It's better to go hungry, seems to me, than to be cruel to a little child."

And then they dropped their heads on their paws and went to sleep.





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ANSWER THIS!

1. Why are the Lion and the Tiger bored at the beginning of the story? a. b. c. d.

The people of Oz rarely misbehave. Nobody acts bad around the Lion and the Tiger. Nobody wants to hurt Ozma. They are bored for ALL of these reasons.

2. Which one of these is NOT a reason why the Lion and the Tiger make their plan? a. b. c. d.

They They They They

want attention. want to feel more important. are bored. need to be fed more food.

3. Which is NOT part of the Lion and Tiger's plan? a. b. c. d.

The Lion will tear up the first person he sees. The Tiger will eat a baby. The Lion will become the king of Oz. They will hide in the jungle after it is done.

4. According to the text, which of the following is true? a. b. c. d.

The The The The

Lion is bigger than the Tiger. Lion is hungrier than the Tiger. Tiger is braver than the Lion. Lion is smaller than the Tiger.

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ANSWER THIS!

5. Which figurative language technique is used in the following sentence? "I would roar so loudly it would shake the earth." a. b. c. d.

Simile Hyperbole Metaphor Personification

6. Which event happens last? a. b. c. d.

The Lion and the Tiger feel guilty. A woman falls and injures herself. The Lion and the Tiger wander the streets. The Tiger rescues a baby.

7. Which best expresses a lesson that the Lion learned? a. It's never too late to follow your dreams. b. Always back up your words with actions. c. Never give up on your life goals, no matter what. d. It's better to be teased than to do something you'll regret. 8. How motivated the Lion and the Tiger were to follow through on their plan? a. The Lion and the Tiger were very serious about wanting to hurt people. b. The Lion was just trying to sound brave but the Tiger almost ate someone. c. The Lion and the Tiger never had any real intentions of hurting anyone. d. The Lion might have eaten that woman had the Tiger not talked him out of it.

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ANSWER THIS!

9. Which best describes the narrator's tone in this sentence from the last paragraph? "Tell me, then, into how many pieces you usually tear your victims, my bold Lion?" a. b. c. d.

Sincere Sarcastic Spiteful Sweet

10. Which prediction is best supported by evidence from the text? a. It is only a matter of time before the Tiger convinces the Lion to kill. b. The Lion will probably return to the jungle, learn to rule, and come back to conquer Oz. c. The Tiger will one day live out his desire to find out how a fat baby tastes. d. The Lion and the Tiger will keep living boring lives in the comforts of the palace.

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DIRECTION TEST! 1. Read everything before doing anything, then work as quickly as possible. 2. Highlight the word “read” in number 1. 3. Jenna has a pet named “thing,” and her pet’s name is? __________ 4. Circle the word “name” in sentence 2. 5. Answer this question incorrectly. 6 x 5 is? __________ 6. Multiply 70 x 30 and highlight the correct answer (2,100. 2,200. 2,300) 7. What is the right answer to question number 5?

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Riddle There’s a one-story house where everything is yellow. The walls are yellow. The doors are yellow. All the furniture is yellow. The house has yellow beds and yellow couches. What color are the stairs?

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Two Leaves

WRITTEN BY

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The leaves were falling from the big oak tree at the edge of the meadow. They were falling from all the trees. One of the branches of the oak was much higher up than the others and it stretched a long way out over the meadow. At its tip there sat two leaves together. “Things ain’t like they used to be,” said one of the leaves. “They ain’t,” the other answered. “There were so many of us last night who ... we’re just about the only ones left here on this branch.”

“You never know who it’s going to happen to next,” said the first. “Even when it was nice and warm and the sunshine gave you some heat you get a storm or a cloudburst sometimes, and lots of us got torn off then, even them that were still young. You never know who it’s going to happen to next.”

“You don’t get much sunshine these days,” the second leaf sighed, “and even when the sun does shine there’s no strength to it. You’ve got to get your strength from somewhere else.”

“Do you think it’s true,” pondered the first, “is it true that other leaves will come along and take our place once we’ve gone, and then another lot, and then another lot ...?”

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“Course it’s true,” whispered the second, “only, we can’t work out how ... it’s above what we can understand, that is.” “It’d make you really sad, and all,” the first added.

They remained silent for a while. Then the first said quietly to himself, “What do you have to go away for, anyway?”

The second asked, “What ‘appens to us after we’ve fallen?”

“We sink down ...”

“And what is it, what’s down there?”

The first answered, “I don’t know. Some say one thing, others say something different ... nobody knows, really.”

The second asked, “D’you think you feel anything, d’you think you know anything about yourself when you’re down there?”

The first answered, “Who can say? None of them who’ve gone down there has ever come back to tell us.”

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They were again silent for a while. Then the first leaf said tenderly to the other, “Don’t get yourself all upset about it, here, you’re shivering, look.”

“Oh, don’t bother about that,” the second answered, “anything makes me shiver these days. You just don’t feel properly attached to where you are, do you.”

“We’d better stop talking about things like that,” said the first leaf.

“Yeah, we’d better leave it,” the other replied. “Only ... what we going to talk about now then?”

They became silent, but after a short time resumed the subject. “Who d’you think’s going to be the first of us to go down there, then...?”

“It won’t be for a while yet,” the first reassured him. “Let’s just think about how beautiful it used to be, how wonderfully beautiful! When the sun came out and burned us so hot it seemed we’d just swell up with all the good health it gave us. Remember? And then there was the dew, early in the morning ... and the lime trees, wonderful nights ...”

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“The nights are horrible now,” whined the second. “They never seem to come to an end.” “We can’t complain,” said the first leaf gently, “we’ve lived longer than so many others.” “Have I changed much?” the second leaf asked, shyly but emphatically. “Not a bit,” the first assured him. “What, ‘cause I’ve gone all yellow and ugly? No, it’s gone a bit different for me ...” “Oh, give over,” the second contradicted. “No, honest,” the first repeated emphatically. “It’s true, what I’m telling you. You’re as lovely as you as you were on the very first day. Might be a few yellow stripes here and there, but not so’s you’d notice, but they just make you look all the lovelier. Honest!” “Oh, stop it now,” said the first, and became silent himself. He could not talk any more because he was upset. Now they were both silent. The hours passed. A damp wind blew cold and hostile through the tree tops. “Oh ... now ...” said the second leaf, “... I ...” His voice broke off. He was gently removed from his place and fluttered down to the earth. - Winter had come. 28

uNsCrAmbLe mE! TWO LEAVES

1.) MOOD of this story KLEAB 2.) Which figurative language technique is used to bring the main characters of this story to life? SNIOIFACIONTPER 3.) What will happen to the leaves when they fall?"

KISN 4.) The leaves were falling from what kind of tree?

AKO ERET 4.) What is the THEME of this story based on your understanding?

(ANSWER IN ONE SENTENCE)

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PLAY TIME! TRACES OF RACHEL

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Directions: Trace the path that Rachel must follow to get to her school and answer the question that follows. A girl named Rachel has gone to school. To get there she followed her mom’s instructions.

Her Mom’s Direction: “Rachel honey, to get to the school you have to walk from the main road and cross the bridge on pine street, then turn west and walk by the river, then go south and walk from the hill to grove street, and there you will reach the school.” Question: Did Rachel reach the school? What are the cardinal directions (North, South, East, West) mentioned by her mom?  30

Riddle What word is always spelled wrong?

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My dad has watermelon-size biceps, a neck like an inner tube, and enormous, muscular hands that make him seem like he’s always wearing baseball mitts. He doesn’t seem like the kind of guy who would bake great bread, but he is and he does. Every Saturday he puts on his chef’s apron, rolls up his sleeves, breaks out a bag of flour, and produces two loaves of homemade bread. When he’s done, the whole house smells delicious, and I can’t wait for a hot slice smothered with yellow, melting butter. 33

The rest of the week, Dad is a car mechanic, which involves lots of heavy lifting, tightening, unscrewing, shoving, shaking, yanking, and banging. People tend to think of their cars as metallic members of the family, so there’s lots of pressure on Dad to make sure pumps pump, steering steers, and brakes brake. The shop where Dad works is understaffed, so he’s under a lot of stress. Sometimes I worry he’s going to overheat and blow a gasket or something, like some old car. I think Dad began baking bread to help him relax. I see him in the kitchen, working on a spongy hunk of dough—punching and pounding it into submission. 34

I’ve been feeling kind of stressed out myself since I found out I didn’t qualify for the swim team. Now I’ll have to wait a whole year to try out again; that might as well be a million years. Plus, I’m taking some tough classes this year, and my best friend moved away . I think Dad knew I was feeling pressure. He sat next to me on the sofa last Saturday and asked me how things were going. I said OK, even though I didn’t feel OK at all. He looked at me for a moment, then he said it was time for me to help. He got up from the sofa and headed to the kitchen.

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I couldn’t imagine what help I could offer. Still, I followed right behind him. Once we were standing by the counter, Dad gave me one of his old aprons. He slipped it on over my head and tied it in the back with such obvious pride that you’d think I was being knighted, which felt kind of silly but also kind of nice. I was being initiated as a bread-baker. 36

Next, Dad got out his enormous stainless-steel mixing bowl, handed me a large wooden spoon, and told me to stir while he added the ingredients. He threw in a large handful of flour from a sack. A haze of flour dust began to hover in the air like fog. He then sprinkled salt into the bowl. Dad isn’t big on measuring. He instinctively knows exactly how much of each ingredient to use, and the bread always turns out great. The entire operation was accomplished as if we were part of a NASA space launch. Flour? Check. Yeast? Check. Milk? Check. Sugar, shortening, and salt? Check, check, check. 37

When I had stirred the flour and milk mixture into a thick, gooey lump, Dad had me turn it over onto the countertop, which had been dusted with flour. Then he showed me how to knead the dough—repeatedly pushing away at the rubbery glob, stretching it out, pounding it, and folding it in on itself. As I kneaded it, I felt the dough come to life beneath my hands. It took ten minutes and a surprising amount of energy to corral the unruly blob into a neat, round mass. 38

Next came the most difficult and surprising part – doing nothing. We put the dough back into the metal bowl. Then we waited for more than an hour for the dough to slowly swell up and double in size. Next, we deflated the risen dough by punching it down. We divided it in two and waited for it to rise again. Afterward, we put the dough into pans and waited another hour for the dough to rise and double one last time. Dad said the waiting is always the hardest part because of the sharp, sweet smell coming from the yeast. “It’s hard to resist putting the dough directly into the oven, but if you do, the loaves will be small, and the bread will be tough. The most important lesson of all is learning to be patient,” Dad explained. 39

While we waited, we sat and talked. Silence is a blank space that begs to be filled. It’s like the dough—it swells up and fills a room with emptiness unless you punch it down with words. It felt good to be still and listen to each other. It felt good to open up and share our thoughts. As the flour dust in the kitchen quietly settled, time seemed to slow down. The dough was going to rise at its own pace. We could do nothing to make it rise faster. As I accepted that, I stopped watching the clock and drumming my fingers on the tabletop. I started enjoying the quiet time with Dad. My father taught me how to bake bread, but I think I learned something more. I learned to appreciate the slowly ticking rhythm of time. I learned to relax and let the bread rise. 40

Let's Learn and Play! Locate the given words in the grid, running in one of eight possible directions horizontally, vertically, or diagonally.

1. What does Dad wear? 2. How many loaves of homemade bread does dad make every Saturday 3. What is smothered with yellow, melting butter? 4. What did Dad know I was feeling? 5. When did Dad sit next to me and ask me how things were going? 6. What did dad use to stir the dough into thick, gooey lump? 7. What did Dad say was the hardest part of kneading the dough? 8. What is a blank space that begs to be filled? 9. What does silence fill a room with unless you punch it down with words? 10. The word deflated is used in paragraph. What word is the antonym of deflated? 41

Riddle You are in a dark room with a box of matches. On a table are a candle, an oil lamp, and a log of firewood. What do you light first?

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THE BLUE JACKAL

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Once there was an adventurous jackal who frequently strayed into the village looking for food. The Village was filled with dogs that scared the jackal. Although he was scared of the dogs, the jackal loved food and travelled to the city again and again.

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Once there was an adventurous jackal who frequently strayed into the village looking for food. The Village was filled with dogs that scared the jackal. Although he was scared of the dogs, the jackal loved food and travelled to the city again and again.

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One day, as he was going to enter a house, he heard barking. He was shocked to find a gang of dogs running towards the house. They looked violent and caused the jackal to panic. He ran and tumbled into a tub of blue dye. The dogs couldn’t see him and they ran another way. 46

Now the jackal was completely blue from head to toe. He appeared very different from any other animal. The jackal was pleased as no one would be able to recognize him and he could easily fool anyone in the jungle. Just like he had thought, everyone in the jungle was surprised to see such an unusual animal. 47

The small animals, the lion and the tiger all asked who he was and who had sent him. I have been sent by God himself to look after you. I will now be the king of the jungle” The jackal said.

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The lion protested saying he had always been the king of the forest. “From now, that must change and all of you must serve me” The Jackal happily said. Some animals like the tiger protested and asked what would happen if they didn’t obey him. He replied saying God would destroy the entire jungle if they didn’t.

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Scared for their lives and their jungle, the animals asked the blue Jackal what he would like them to do. “Bring me lots of food” said the blue jackal promptly. The animals quickly scurried and returned with lots of food for the Jackal. He had so much food that he gave his leftovers to the other animals and told them that they had to serve him fresh food every day. He even threw out the pack of jackals from the forest because he knew that they could identify him some day.Just like he had thought, everyone in the jungle was surprised to see such an unusual animal. 50



The blue Jackal was very happy with himself for fooling the entire forest and was happy to be away from the city dogs. But one day the banned pack of jackals was walking around the forest and howling loudly. The blue jackal began howling out of habit too. Because of this mistake, the other animals quickly identified him as a jackal and destroyed him. 51

DIG IN WHAT YOU LEARNED!

True or False? Direction: Write TRUE if the statement is correct and if it's incorrect, underline the word that made it wrong and write the correct word . 1. ____ The Lion told the jackal that he's always been the king of the jungle right before he came. 2. ____As the jackal enters a cave, he is shocked to see dogs coming towards the house. 3. ____The jackal was disappointed as no one would be able to recognize him and he could easily fool anyone in the jungle 4. ____Because tha jackal fooled the all of the animals, when they found out and identified him as a jackal, they praised him. 5. ____Scared for their lives and their jungle, the animals asked the blue Jackal what he would like them to do. “Bring me lots of money” said the blue jackal promptly.

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I am the shell of something interesting. My front is very eyecatching but my inside tells all. What am I?

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"Reading furnishes the mind only with materials of knowledge; it is thinking that makes what we read ours.” -JOHN LOCKE