Running as Fast as the Wind
“Little La, please deliver this letter to Mrs. Wild Boar,” said Aunt Pig, the neighbor, as she knocked on Rabbit Little La’s door early in the morning.
“Of course, Aunt Pig! I’ll run as fast as the wind!” Little La cheerfully took the letter and ran toward Mrs. Wild Boar’s house.
“Where are you going, Little La?” called Uncle Badger from the roadside.
“I’m delivering a letter to Mrs. Wild Boar, Uncle Badger,” Little La politely replied, stopping for a moment.
“While you’re passing by Little Gray Mouse’s house, please give him this letter,” Uncle Badger said, pulling a letter from his pocket.
“Sure thing, Uncle Badger! After all, I run fast,” Little La said happily as he took the letter and raced off toward Little Gray Mouse’s house.
“Why are you running so fast, Little La?” shouted Squirrel from the tree.
“I’m delivering a letter to Little Gray Mouse,” Little La looked up and smiled.
“How coincidental! I was just thinking of sending a letter to the lark in the old banyan tree,” Squirrel said, jumping down from the tree with a letter in hand.
“No problem, I’ll make sure it gets there,” Little La said cheerfully as he took the letter and dashed off toward the banyan tree.
At the old banyan tree, the lark was practicing her singing on a branch.
Little La didn’t disturb her; he placed the letter on the lark’s open windowsill and then ran toward Little Gray Mouse’s house.
Under the bushes, Little Gray Mouse was fixing his plumbing.
Little La didn’t disturb him either; he placed the letter on the doorstep and then ran off toward Mrs. Wild Boar’s house.
Mrs. Wild Boar was napping in her garden. Little La didn’t disturb her; he gently set the letter on the stone table in the garden and quietly left.
With the letters delivered, Little La, who ran as fast as the wind, hopped and skipped his way home.
When the lark finished her song, she discovered the letter on the windowsill.
Dear Friend:
This year’s corn has been a great harvest. I’d like to invite you to my house this weekend to taste the new corn!
Your faithful friend: Aunt Pig
Aunt Pig was so warm-hearted that after reading the letter, the lark felt very happy and began to sing in her home again.
Little Gray Mouse, having finished fixing the plumbing, saw the letter on the doorstep.
Dear Friend:
This weekend, my mom is having a birthday. I’d like to invite you to sing a birthday song for her. I hope you can come.
Your friend: Squirrel
Although Little Gray Mouse loved singing, he always sang off-key, often hiding in the bathroom when he wanted to sing. Unexpectedly, Squirrel wanted to invite him to sing a birthday song. Little Gray Mouse turned around and went home to practice the birthday song.
Mrs. Wild Boar finally woke up. Sitting up, she saw the letter on the stone table. Who wrote it?
Dear Friend:
I think my house is a bit unstable. This weekend, I’d like to invite you to help me tidy it up.
Your friend: Uncle Badger
“Hehe, it turns out my big scissors can be used for fixing houses too!” Mrs. Wild Boar said to herself, “Then I must go this weekend.”
The weekend arrived.
Aunt Pig prepared a feast with corn porridge, stir-fried corn, and corn cakes—but instead of Mrs. Wild Boar, she welcomed the lark.
Seeing the sumptuous “corn feast,” the lark thought it was Aunt Pig’s birthday and sang a birthday song for her, even though it was a bit out of place. Nevertheless, Aunt Pig felt warm inside.
Little Gray Mouse arrived at Squirrel’s house on time. He sang a somewhat off-key birthday song for Squirrel’s mom. Squirrel’s mom laughed so hard her stomach hurt, but she still applauded Little Gray Mouse and thanked him for coming.
As for Uncle Badger’s house, Mrs. Wild Boar took her big scissors to trim away the excess branches inside, then stuffed the cut branches into the gaps.
“What a surprise!” Uncle Badger exclaimed as he looked at his now sturdier house.
This peculiar weekend was truly interesting, and everyone thought so—all thanks to Little La, who ran as fast as the wind.
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
