A Man Named Jalil, A Story By Ahmad Ali Karim (Chapter 2)

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After feeding the animals Jalil went upstairs to his bathroom to take a bath. And then he went down to the kitchen to drink coffee. He went straight to the fridge and took out a bottle and pour it into his mug. He almost drink it when he saw something that puzzled him. His coffee is white instead of black! He looked at his mug and wonder what had happened to his coffee. Then he realised that it was milk and not coffee!

So Jalil walked to his kitchen cabinet and take out his coffee powder. He opened the container and … “Oh dear, I have no more coffee,” sighed Jalil. He walked out of his kitchen to his front door to go out to buy coffee at a nearby store. He opened the door when his phone rang. He answered the phone and the caller said, ” Hi! I am Kamal. Can I come over for lunch, please?” Jalil answered, “Sure, Kamal”.

It was already 12 o’clock, Jalil went up and down the stairs looking for his phone. He found it at the same time when his friend, Kamal arrived. “Kamal!” exclaimed Jalil excitedly. “You’re even taller than I remembered”. 

They ate tasty cheese pizza and delicious lasagna, and drank coffee that Jalil had just bought from the nearby store. They were very happy to see each other for they had not met for a long, long time. Kamal was amazed when Jalil told him how well did the horses, the chickens and the cats ate after he accidentally fed the wrong food to the wrong animals.

After Kamal left, Jalil went to his library to read his book again. He read out loud so that he could remember where he was. “Chapter 4: The Dinner,” he read. “After th…” “RRRIIIIINNNG, RRRIIIIINNNG, RRRIIIIINNNG,” It was the alarm clock again. It was so loud and noisy but Jalil went on reading. Then he remembered that he must attend an important conference at 2 o’clock. He immediately ran upstairs and turned off the alarm. He took out a black tuxedo and ran to his cupboard to take out a white shirt.

To be continued…

A Man Named Jalil, A Story By Ahmad Ali Karim

Down the stairs Jalil went and he stopped when the alarm rang. “RRRIIIIINNNG, RRRIIIIINNNG, RRRIIIIINNNG,” the alarm clock went on ringing.

It was time for Jalil to go to work. He rushed downstairs and saw his cat scratching and pulling out the fiber of his carpet. He opened the front door and off he went to his office.

On the way, he stopped at the nearest carpet shop which was next to his office and bought a new white carpet. He put it on the backseat of his car and off he ran to his office.

He opened the door of his office and wondered why it was so dark inside the office. Then he realised that the lights were off. So he switched on the lights and went on to his room. His room was filled with papers all around for he was too busy to clean up the mess.

After getting his job done, he went home. He put the ruined carpet away and cleaned up the bits of fiber that were pulled out from his old carpet by his cat. Then he went to his car and…, “WHAT!” he exclaimed. His new white carpet had turned brown! Jalil scratched his head in astonishment at what he saw. “Had the carpet turned brown because of the bright sunlight?” Jalil asked aloud. He asked himself about what had happened to his new carpet all night but could not find a logical answer.

So the next day he bought an even more expensive new white carpet. He took it home as fast as he could and laid it down in his living room. After it was all done, he went to his bookshelves in his library to look for the book which he had just bought entitled, ‘Darry Doment’.

He was at chapter 3 when he suddenly forgot where he was. So he started reading the book all over again from the beginning of chapter one. “Down the stairs, Darry went,” he read out loud. “And stopped when a boy called, “12 o’clock, 12 o’clock, time to go to the film making stud…” “RRRIIIIINNNG, RRRIIIIINNNG, RRRIIIIINNNG”,  his alarm clock rang again. “Huh, how can I ever finish reading this book … ” Jalil sighed. He walked to his alarm clock and turned off the alarm. “Oh, now it is time to sleep,” Jalil told himself. He laid down on his bed and fall asleep.

“RRRIIIIINNNG, RRRIIIIINNNG, RRRIIIIINNNG”, his clock rang again. But now it was not the time to go to the office or the time to sleep. But it’s time to feed the horses, the chickens and the cats! So he opened his kitchen door and walked out to his backyard. He took out the chicken feed to feed the horses, fed the cats with the horse feed and fed the cat food to the chickens. When he was all done, suddenly he realised that he had accidentally fed the wrong food to the wrong animals. But the animals ate very well and in fact even better than they had ever eaten before.

To be continued… ➡ please click here Chapter 2

Flappy and Friends

Once upon a time, there’s a foam dragon named Flappy.

He is a nice, friendly and colourful dragon.

Flappy, the foam gragon.

One day he met a witch named White Witch and a squirrel named Squeezeatize.

White Witch
Squeezeatize, the squirrel.

They played and lived together happily.

One day, they met some football players.

Flappy and one of the football players

They all became friends and had fun together.

And that’s how Flappy the dragon made friends.

The End

The Monkey And The Grapes

Once upon a time, there was a shiny, purple monkey. The monkey lived in España. The monkey’s name was Kolilama.

One day, Kolilama found a bunch of a grapes on his door step. Kolilama took the grapes and kept them in the fridge. The next day, Kolilama opened the fridge and he ate the grapes.

The monkey holding the grapes

Kolilama wanted to go out and when he opened the door, he found another bunch of grapes. So Kolilama picked up the grapes and kept them in the fridge. Then he went out.

To be continued

The Mystery Of The Special Treasure

Written And Illustrated By: Ahmad Ali


Chapter 1

Once upon a time, there were two brothers named Haily and Mr. Lee.They were hunting for a treasure.

While hunting for the treasure, they accidentally knocked their heads together. And when they found the treasure, Haily accidentally kicked the treasure chest into the water. Mr. Lee asked Haily, “Why did you do that?” Haily answered, “I don’t know…”

Mr. Lee jumped into the water to look for the treasure chest. Mr. Lee didn’t find the treasure chest, but he found a key. When Mr. Lee went back to the shore, he couldn’t find Haily.

Then Mr. Lee saw a hole. He looked into the hole and saw Haily jumping to throw the treasure chest up into their truck. Haily threw the chest the wrong way and it nearly fall on the ground! Mr. Lee ran to catch the treasure chest. Luckily, Mr. Lee caught the chest before it reached the ground. Then Mr. Lee put the treasure chest inside their truck and they drove home.

When they arrived home, Mr. Lee opened the treasure chest using the key that he found. Inside the treasure chest they found a red computer and a brown laptop. Mr. Lee chose the laptop while Haily chose the computer.

To be continued in Chapter 2.

Mr Plod And His Sore Arm

aimans-picI bought this book at the MPH Warehouse Sale.

This book was written by Enid Blyton.

I enjoyed reading this book.

This is the story.

Mr Plod rode his bicycle and hit a stone.


Mr Plod hurt his right arm.

Big Ears ran out of the house to help Mr Plod.

Big Ears put a sling on his right arm.

Big Ears told Mr Plod to rest for a few days.

But Mr Plod wanted to work.

Noddy told Mr Plod that somebody stole his biscuits.

When they reached Noddy’s house they saw the biscuit-thief.


His name was Gobbo the goblin.

He was climbing Noddy’s window for more biscuits.

Mr Plod held Gobbo’s hand.

Mr Plod couldn’t reach the hand cuffs because his hand was hurt.

Gobbo ran away.

Mr Plod went to the centre of Toy Town.

He wanted to direct the traffic.


But he couldn’t put up his right hand to stop Mr Sparks.

Fortunately Mr Wobbly Man could jump away.

Next Mr Plod tried to stop Noddy and Big Ears from colliding.

But he could not put up his hand to stop Noddy.



Noddy and Big Ears drove right into each other.

Everybody was angry.

They told Mr Plod to go home to rest until his hand gets better.

Mr Plod had to agree with them.

He went home to rest.

Get well soon, Mr Plod!

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