Rani was reading.she heard a sweet voice. Some one calling her.”Who is that..?”.She wondered.There was none around.It was her new book.”Rani…I will tell you my story…”
The book began to tell her story..
When I was lived in a forest, I was a bamboo tree.Children came there and play together by dancing and singing.Little breeze also joined with us.One day a wood cutter came and cut down me..He carried me through villages and towns.I saw rivers,busy men,huge buildings and vehichles.Oh..! Really I wonderd..At last I reached in a factory.They make me papers and some one binded me..Atlast I became a Book.”Hai……..wonderful story..!!” Rani amaized.
