🎬 Watch the Story On a snowy island where the wind went whooooosh and the ice went crick-crack-sparkle, lived Frosty the penguin. Every morning, she’d wiggle out of her cozy snow cave, flap her flippers, and sigh, But her friends, Pip the seal and Lila the puffin, just giggled. “Brrr! I wish it were warm! Soooo warm!” “Come slide, Frosty!” said Pip. “Come splash, Frosty!” chirped Lila. Still, Frosty pouted. “Too cold, too chilly, too frosty! I’m off to find somewhere warm and toasty!” Splish! went her dive. Swish-swash! went her swim. She paddled through the waves until the sea felt soft and the air smelled sweet. When she reached a sunny shore, she blinked. The sand went sizzle! The air went whoosh! The waves went swish! “Ahhh,” she sighed. “Warm, warm, warm! Just what I wanted!” But soon her feet went ouch! on the hot sand, and her feathers drooped without the cool wind to puff them up. She looked around—no penguins, no ice hills, no Pip, no Lila. Ju...

  🎬 Watch the Story In a bright green jungle lived a young elephant named Oli. He loved to stomp, stomp, STOMP and flap, flap, FLAP his big ears. “I am the strongest! I am the biggest!” he trumpeted every day. The monkeys giggled and chattered, but sometimes they hid behind the trees. One sunny morning, Oli wandered farther than ever. The jungle smelled like honey and flowers, and butterflies danced around his trunk. Suddenly, he spotted something shiny-a river that sparkled like a million stars! Oli ran to the edge. Splash! The water tickled his toes. But wait… something moved! Something big… something just like him! “Oh!” Oli gasped. “Who are you?” The elephant in the river lifted his trunk when Oli lifted his. He stepped back when Oli stepped back. Oli stomped once, then twice. Stomp! Stomp! Splash! The river elephant stomped too! Oli felt nervous. Was this a magical ghost? Or another elephant? He didn’t know. Then he remembered what his mama always ...

  Prefer watching? Hit  Watch the Story  Now for the animated version! ✨ 🎬 Watch the Story The first day of school came too soon. This morning, Arjun clung to me like a koala. He’s only three. And today was his very first day of school. He wore his favourite shoes and his blue backpack… but his little face looked unsure. Mama… can I stay with you today? he whispered. I knelt beside him, kissed his forehead, and said, I’ll walk you in. And I’ll be right here when you come back. We walked through the school gate together - his tiny hand in mine. Inside, everything felt big - the classrooms, the noise, the new faces. Arjun looked up at me one last time and said with teary eyes, You’ll come back? Always, I said, kissing his cheek. I’ll be right here when your day ends. That day, I waited outside the school gate, trying not to walk back and forth. I looked at the clock again and again - the time felt so slow. And yes - I stood right there by the sc...