Children’s story about gecko: The Little Gecko Under the Rose
The little gecko climbed down from the wall and saw a grape trellis in the yard. Among the dense, palm-shaped grape leaves hung clusters of sweet-smelling purple grapes.
“Mosquitoes love cool, shady spots like this. I might catch a lot of tasty mosquitoes to eat!” the little gecko cheerfully said to himself.
Unexpectedly, as soon as his foot touched the ground, he was caught by a big black cat.
The big black cat extended a paw and started toying with him, flipping him over so that his white belly was facing up. The little gecko struggled, but the big black cat flipped him again, and with a “thud,” the little gecko’s head hit the ground, leaving him dizzy. The big black cat, still not done playing, suddenly stepped on the little gecko’s tail with a “smack.”
There was a “crack,” and the little gecko’s tail broke off. The big black cat was so distracted by the severed tail that the little gecko seized the opportunity to escape.
In a corner of the wall, he ran into another gecko named Hei Hei. The little gecko was about to greet him when Hei Hei coldly glanced at his broken tail, then swung his own tail back and forth as he walked away.
The little gecko slowly lowered his head. He made up his mind—he was going to find his lost tail.
He bravely crawled back. The big black cat was gone, and there was his broken tail!
The little gecko cradled his tail like a treasure and walked into the Frog Hospital. The doctor gave him a thorough check-up and finally wrote on the diagnosis sheet: “He is not a black tadpole, nor is he a green frog. We recommend transferring him to the Cat Hospital for treatment.”
At the Cat Hospital, the little gecko saw a big black cat sitting there with a stethoscope around its neck. Terrified, he dropped the diagnosis sheet and ran away as fast as he could. Behind him, the big black cat called out, “Come back! I haven’t even checked your heartbeat yet!”
The little gecko ran frantically forward and finally stopped to catch his breath after diving into a small yard. The roses in the yard were in full bloom—white, pink, one after another, densely packed. Bees buzzed as they flew around.
A little girl was sitting on a chair, her left arm in a plaster cast hanging in front of her chest. She held a rose in her right hand, with her nose buried in the flower.
The little girl noticed the little gecko with his broken tail. “Poor little thing, you’re hurt too! Come here, let me see if I can help you.”
The little gecko looked around and, seeing no sign of the big black cat, cautiously moved a little closer.
“I happen to have some plaster bandages left. I can fix your tail, just like mine!”
The little girl placed the rose in her hair and went inside to fetch the bandages. She gently picked up the little gecko and clumsily wrapped the bandage around his tail, over and over, until finally, the little gecko’s tail was reattached.
The little gecko moved his body; his tail felt stiff, but at least it was whole again. “Go on!” the little girl said lovingly. “Take good care of your tail, and good luck will come your way!”
The little gecko thanked the girl and crawled out of the yard, dragging his now-rigid tail.
Before long, the little gecko started feeling a constant itch where his tail had broken off. He rubbed it on the ground, and to his surprise, he turned around to see something astonishing: a new tail had grown!
The little gecko raised his head high, excitedly swishing his now-flexible tail as he crawled along, thinking: I bet that kind-hearted little girl’s arm has healed by now too.
He lifted his head even higher, as if he could see the roses on the far-off wall, swaying wave after wave in the breeze, their fragrance filling the air.
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
