Animal Stories for Kids
For Kids
Valerio Larcheni
© Valerio Larcheni, 2025
ISBN 978-5-0065-8272-9
Created with Ridero smart publishing system
Jackie the Brave Ram
Imagine a big, green meadow, like a giant, fluffy carpet. In that meadow, fluffy sheep were munching on yummy grass. They wandered about, nibbling here and there, enjoying the sunny day. And leading the flock, keeping an eye on everyone, was Jackie, the ram. He was also eating grass, but he was mostly busy making sure all the sheep were safe and sound.
Suddenly, “WHOOSH”! Out of the trees burst a big, bad wolf named Big Teeth. His eyes lit up like yellow lightbulbs when he saw the sheep. He licked his lips and thought, “Yum! Sheep for dinner!”
Big Teeth started sneaking towards the sheep, his tongue hanging out, ready to pounce. He was so excited to catch one!
Jackie the ram saw the wolf, “Uh oh!” He was scared. His knees felt wobbly, and he thought about running away. “Maybe,” he thought, “I can just escape and leave the wolf alone.”
But then Jackie remembered his sheep. If he ran, the wolf would chase them and gobble them all up! “No!” Jackie thought. “I can’t let that happen. I have to protect my sheep!”
So, Jackie took a deep breath and bleated loudly, “BAAAAA!” He lowered his head and CHARGED towards the wolf!
The wolf opened his mouth wide, ready to eat Jackie! But Jackie was too quick! He jumped into the air and, “BAM!” He head-butted the wolf right on the teeth with his strong horns!
“OWWWWWW!” yelped the wolf. His teeth hurt, his jaw ached, and he didn’t want sheep for dinner anymore! He just wanted to run away and hide!
As the wolf turned to flee, Jackie wasn’t done! He jumped again and “BOOM!” He head-butted the wolf right on his backside!
Big Teeth went tumbling head over heels! Then he scrambled to his feet and ran as fast as his legs could carry him, disappearing into the forest. He didn’t even look back!
The sheep were safe! Jackie, the brave ram, had protected them from the big, bad wolf.
And that’s the story of Jackie the brave ram. He was scared, but because he cared about his sheep, he found the courage to be strong and protect them. It shows you that even when you’re afraid, if you’re responsible for others, you can be a hero too!
The Fox and the Silly Hens
The yard buzzed with chicken activity. “Cluck, cluck, cluck!” They pecked at scattered grains, scratched in the dirt, and diligently hunted for tasty bugs and worms. Life was simple, routine, and chicken-y.
Suddenly, a flash of red! A sly, red fox appeared at the edge of the fence, his eyes gleaming. She spotted the chickens, and his tongue darted out to lick his lips.
“Hello, beautiful chickens!” the fox sang in a smooth, unctuous voice.
“Hello, you, unknown red beast!” the chickens clucked back, a little nervously.
“Let’s come live with me,” the fox coaxed, his voice dripping with sweetness. “Around my house, there are green, emerald lawns. And the ground is teeming with countless, juicy worms!
She spread his paws wide. “And what a spacious hut I have! Not like your old chicken coop. The kitchen alone is *this* big!”
The chickens exchanged excited clucks. “Let’s go, of course, let’s go!” they agreed eagerly. “Let’s live in faraway lands and graze on emerald lawns! Let’s gobble up those fat bugs and worms and live in a huge, spacious hut!”
Just then, a rooster, Silver Spurs Scarlet Comb, strutted out of the henhouse. His feathers gleamed in the sun.
“Where are you going, beautiful girls?” Silver Spurs Scarlet Comb asked, his voice sharp and menacing.
“Well,” one of the hens chirped, ‘this never-before-seen red beast is inviting us to live in his faraway lands! He says there are green, emerald lawns all around his house, and countless worms in the ground! And his hut is so spacious, not like our old henhouse. And the kitchen is *this* big!” She too, spread her wings wide.
The rooster peered over to see this ‘never-before-seen red beast.” And who should it be? A fox!
Silver Spurs Scarlet Comb was an old, experienced rooster. He knew that sly, red-haired rogue all too well.
“Cock-a-doodle-doo! Help! Fox! Polkan to the rescue!” rooster crowed with all his might.
Immediately, a dog named Polkan, the yard’s loyal guard dog, came barreling toward the sound of rooster’s call. He saw the fox and, with a mighty bark, pounced! The fox yelped in surprise, and red fur flew as he tried to escape. The fox barely managed to scramble away, fleeing for his life.
Panting, Silver Spurs Scarlet Comb turned to the hens. “Well, beautiful girls,” he said, shaking his head, ‘are you telling me the kitchen of this ‘exotic beast,’ this ‘unseen beast,’ is so huge?”
“And what big pots are in that kitchen! Did you see?”.
Silver Spurs Scarlet Spurs sighed. “You silly, silly hens. You should be thanking Polkan that you didn’t end up in those pots!
Somovich the Wise Catfish and the Troublesome Net
Once upon a time, way down in a deep, dark pool lived a catfish named Somovich. His home was nestled under a big, old, twisty snag. Somovich was a BIG catfish, and he was super-duper old. He couldn’t even remember how many birthdays he’d had! Just… lots and lots!
But Somovich wasn’t just big and old. He was also super wise and very, very kind. If any fish in the river was sad or needed help, they would swim straight to Somovich. And old Somovich? He NEVER said no. He helped every single fish he could.
One day, oh dear, trouble arrived! Somovich was swimming along in a quiet little part of the river, when suddenly… “WHAM!” He was caught in a fisherman’s net! “Oh no!”
What could he do? He pulled and wiggled, but the net held tight. He couldn’t swim forward; he couldn’t swim backward. He was stuck!
The other fish saw poor Somovich caught in the net. They swam over from everywhere in the river. They wanted to help their friend! But… how? The net was too strong. They couldn’t pull it apart.
Rakovich the crayfish was in a hurry! He scuttled and scurried as fast as his little legs could carry him. He needed to reach his friend Somovich, the catfish, but the journey was long, oh so long!
Just then, some clever fish swam by. They saw Rakovich puffing and panting, and an idea popped into their heads! They gently scooped up Rakovich, lifted him all the way to the top of the water, and placed him on a big, white water lily pad.
The fish grabbed the stem of the water lily and started pulling! Rakovich held on tight, waving his claws as he zoomed across the sparkly water. It was like a water lily taxi!
Soon, they arrived at the place where Somovich was trapped in some nasty nets. Rakovich jumped off the lily pad and sank to the bottom. “Time to get to work!” he thought.
He started snipping and snapping at the net with his strong claws. “Oh boy, these ropes are tough!” he grumbled. But Rakovich didn’t give up. He kept cutting and biting until finally, the net was in pieces! Somovich was free!
That evening, the fishermen came to collect their nets. But when they pulled them up, they were ripped and torn! And guess what? There