The Feather of Laughter Kids Bed Time Stories

Hi… Welcome to Chuti Kuti Stories Beyond Kisukisuk and beyond the wilds The powerful cyclone swept across the sky in a wide arc Its wings were like golden silk trees They stretched wide open Its eyes were dark and deep like the shadow of the sun Everyone respected it Yet no one has ever seen it laughing It is strong but extremely intense as the rabbits whispered among themselves It rules the sky but never once laughs as the apes said A joyful school of fish thrived along the shimmering riverbank It was small and fluffy Always laughing at his own jokes no matter what Beneath its dazzling feathers lay a secret A tiny magical feather glowing with the colors of a rainbow Anyone who touches it will be filled with immense joy They will laugh heartily One morning King Fisher The strong hawk circles around me Unable to sit on top of a hill due to its steepness The world called out saying it was vast The hawk circled overhead then swooped down and pecked at its face I don't have time for foolishness that's obvious to everyone But the fisherman winked So where exactly do the six stars meet You will never know Interest sparked in the hawk's eye With a single powerful flap of his enormous wings It agreed to follow up Flowers and meadows flutter by in gentle motion The valleys that tell stories of Kargal flow through They traveled through forests fragrant with honey and pine The hawk soared majestically and proudly through the sky At the same time the fisherman darted back and forth across the area It went on its way cracking jokes and sprinkling water as it moved They rested on the peak of a hill bathed in the soft glow of the moon and morning light Laughing uncontrollably the fisherman finally grew tired and dropped the magical net It drifted slowly and landed precisely on the eagle's talon Suddenly a loud laugh erupted from the crow Its powerful resistance group united Its wings flapped violently like thunderclaps Joy overflowed from its fierce eyes The wild animals were stunned into silence—never before had they heard a sound quite like that The rabbits peered over the edge of their burrows The monkeys raised their heads Even the crows tilted in astonishment The fisherman shook his nets There it is That’s the very laughter of the sky The crow tried to stop but laughter bubbled up once more Staring at the moon and the trees Laughed at the funny sound of its own voice Every laugh transformed the forest into a radiant vibrant and joyful place When his laughter finally subsided the voice spoke softly I always believed that strength meant power and pride throughout my entire life But now I see Happiness makes me stronger than I've ever been before The fisherman blinked A strong heart is not only sharp as a nail but also It should be as delicate and graceful as a feather Every time the crow flies from this tree to the other one Its laughter echoed so loudly it seemed to shake the heavens Even strong wings need the inspiration of joy to fly The reminder below brought the living creature back to mind If you listen attentively to the quiet moments of passing away You can still hear that laughter today Majestic delightful and awe-inspiring True strength lies not in power combined with justice but in power accompanied by joy