{"id":511,"date":"2020-12-12T19:45:56","date_gmt":"2020-12-12T14:15:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/?p=511"},"modified":"2020-12-12T19:45:56","modified_gmt":"2020-12-12T14:15:56","slug":"red-squirrel","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/2020\/12\/12\/red-squirrel\/","title":{"rendered":"Red Squirrel"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">At the bottom of an old banyan, there once lived a gifted squirrel.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The squirrel could change colour like chameleons. The squirrel only had three legs, making it difficult for her to climb the tree.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The banyan was tall and huge. It was the squirrel\u2019s dream to reach to its top.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">One day, she decided to climb to its top. So, steadily she climbed.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_513\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-513\" style=\"width: 851px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-513\" src=\"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/RED-Squirrel-300x288.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"851\" height=\"817\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/RED-Squirrel-300x288.jpg 300w, https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/RED-Squirrel-768x736.jpg 768w, https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/RED-Squirrel-480x460.jpg 480w, https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/RED-Squirrel-522x500.jpg 522w, https:\/\/thetoad.in\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/RED-Squirrel.jpg 1080w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 851px) 100vw, 851px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-513\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><span style=\"color: #ff6600;\"><em><strong>Illustration: Neha Kumari<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">After a tiring day of climbing, the squirrel had covered only half of the trunk.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">It was dark and the squirrel could go no further. She found a crevice in a tree branch and decided to rest there for the night.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The surface of the crevice was red due to the growth of red fungi in it. The squirrel camouflaged in the red fungi to save herself from predators.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">As soon as the squirrel fell asleep, she was woken up by a thud.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">When she opened her eyes, a dove with a broken wing stood before her.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The dove lived in the nest, where the squirrel was resting, along with his children.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\">\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">You cannot rest here as your presence will attract snakes. They can harm my children and I am too weak to defend them,\u201d said the dove, which with his sharp sight had spotted the camouflaged squirrel.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">As she had nowhere to go in the night, the squirrel made an offer to the dove.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\">\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">If you allow me to rest here, I will bring your children nuts till you are fit to fly. This way they will not starve,\u201d said the squirrel.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The dove agreed.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">As the sun was up in the morning, the squirrel tiptoed out of the crevice and left. She again began her climb.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\">\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The dove is never going to find me. It was so easy to befool him,\u201d the squirrel thought to herself.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">As the day was about to end, the squirrel was only a few steps from the top of the tree.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">She found another crevice to hide in and soon fell into a deep sleep. This time, a snake\u2019s hiss woke her up.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">On seeing the snake, the squirrel was scared. To save herself, she thought of another trick.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\">\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">I am the king of all the squirrels. If you let me go, I shall bring you one squirrel every day to eat,\u201d said the squirrel.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The snake replied: \u201cI was there when you promised to the dove to bring him nuts for his children. Seeing your kindness, I spared you. But in the morning, I saw how you cheated the bird.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">The snake lunged at the squirrel and ate her.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>At the bottom of an old banyan, there once lived a gifted squirrel. The squirrel could change colour like chameleons. The squirrel only had three legs, making it difficult for her to climb the tree. The banyan was tall and huge. It was the squirrel\u2019s dream to reach to its top. One day, she decided&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":513,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[16,9,13,15,12,11,8,61],"class_list":["post-511","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-stories","tag-amusing","tag-children-stories","tag-fairytales","tag-inspirational","tag-inspiring-tales","tag-kashmir","tag-kids-stories","tag-red-squirrel","enable-dropcap"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/511"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=511"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/511\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/513"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=511"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=511"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=511"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}