childen story with lesson: Guagua Eats Watermelon
There was a little boy with a rather peculiar name—he was called Guagua, just like the “gua” in watermelon (xigua). Why was he named Guagua? Well, when he was born, he was chubby and round, just like a watermelon. His dad was thinking about what to name him, when his mom said, “No need to rack your brains, let’s just call him ‘Guagua’!”
Guagua loved eating watermelon. He could eat several big slices in one go. After finishing, he would lift his little vest, show off his round belly, pat it with his hand, and say, “The watermelon is right here!”
One day, it was extremely hot, and Guagua started fussing for more watermelon. His mom took out a small watermelon and said to Guagua, “This is the last small one. Eat this first, and maybe Grandma will bring you a big one when she comes later!”
His mom sliced the watermelon and then went off to work. Guagua glanced at the watermelon with a pout and thought, “Hmph, this is what you call a watermelon?” But he was really thirsty, so he thought, “Even if it’s small, maybe it’s sweet!” He picked up a slice and took a bite. Ugh, it wasn’t sweet at all.
After finishing one slice, feeling annoyed, he threw the watermelon rind out the window, where it landed on the street in the alley below.
He took a few angry bites from the remaining slices and threw them out the window one by one. He thought, “If Grandma really brings a big watermelon, big and sweet, wouldn’t that be great!” So he leaned on the windowsill, constantly looking out towards the east end of the alley, where Grandma always came from when she visited.
Oh! Someone was coming, slowly getting closer. It was an old lady—no mistake, it was Grandma! And she was really carrying a big watermelon!
Guagua shouted, “Grandma, I’m coming to get you—” and ran downstairs, jumping all the way.
Grandma heard him and, delighted, quickened her pace. But as she reached the trash bin, she accidentally stepped on a watermelon rind, slipped, and fell. The big watermelon she was holding smashed to pieces on the ground.
As Grandma tried to get up, she said, “Oh dear, who threw watermelon rinds all over the place?”
Guagua came out and saw Grandma sitting on the ground. He quickly ran over to help her up, angrily stomping on the watermelon rind, saying, “Stupid watermelon rind! Who’s the bad guy that threw this?”
Wait a minute, why was the watermelon rind so familiar—oh no, wasn’t he the one who threw it?
Guagua sneaked a glance at Grandma, stuck out his tongue, and quietly picked up the watermelon rinds, one by one, and threw them in the trash bin.
When Guagua looked at the big watermelon Grandma had brought, its flesh was bright red and probably very sweet, but it was all smashed and covered in dirt. He could only swallow his disappointment and throw the broken pieces into the trash.
Grandma, unaware that Guagua was the one who threw the rinds, saw him putting them in the trash bin and said, “What a good boy, what a good boy. If everyone were as sensible as our Guagua, that would be wonderful.”
Children, can you guess what Guagua was thinking after hearing Grandma’s words?
Story Goals:
- Learn to tell a story with vivid and humorous details.
- Develop good environmental awareness.
Discussion with Children: Why did Grandma slip and fall? Why did Guagua throw the watermelon rind? Have you ever seen someone littering like this? Does our city (or village) have a bad habit of littering fruit peels and scraps? Why did Grandma say, “If everyone were as sensible as our Guagua, that would be wonderful”?
Note: The story contains many repetitive words (like “Guagua,” “round and chubby,” “angrily,” “shouted,” “guess,” etc.) that should be handled with proper emphasis.
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
