One day at school, Siva's teacher started talking about radios.
Suddenly, a bright idea struck him!
"We have an old radio at home. What if I give it to Vembu?
She can listen to songs, speeches, and learn new words! Even when I'm not there, the radio can be her friend!"
That evening, he rushed home and made a plan.
The next morning, he pretended to go to school? but instead, he sneaked out with the radio and went to the forest.
He met Vembu and said,
"Here! This is a radio.
Turn this knob to switch it on?
Turn this one to find the right channel?
Then you'll hear people talking, singing, telling stories?
This will help you learn new words and even sing songs!"
Vembu was surprised and happy.
She switched it on carefully and started listening.
Over time, just by listening to the radio, Vembu slowly learned to speak!
She also practiced everything Siva had taught her - she was now reading, writing, and even talking a little.
But none of the people in the village knew that Vembu was learning.
It remained a secret between her, Siva, and her animal friends.
Meanwhile, something else was brewing?
A few people in the nearby village wanted to cut down the forest around the old grandmother's hut.
They thought it was just wild land - they didn't know about Vembu or her friends.
While this threat was rising, Vembu was learning how to protect the forest and the animals -
through what she heard on the radio and from conversations with Siva.
She discussed with Siva,
"We need to protect this forest. It's not just my home. It's home to so many animals and birds."
Siva was amazed.
"Yes! You're right! And you're learning so much! I'll help you."
As a thank you for everything Siva had done,
Vembu packed a big bundle of the fresh vegetables she had grown and gave it to him.
When Siva asked, "What's this for?"
Vembu smiled and said,
"You're my friend. And I want to give something to my friend."
Siva was touched.
Siva took the big bundle of vegetables home.
When his parents saw it, they were absolutely shocked!
"Where did you get such fresh, beautiful vegetables?" his father asked.
Siva's father was actually a vegetable vendor, and even he had never seen produce this fresh!
Siva just smiled and said,
"A friend gave them to me."
His mother asked,
"Who is this friend? Where does he live? How did you get these?"
Siva replied,
"Please don't ask too many questions. Just know that these were a gift from a good friend."
Then he said,
"If you're going to sell some in the shop, please give me the money you get from it.
I want to give it to my friend - it's hers."
His parents agreed.
They sold some vegetables in their shop, kept a few at home, and gave the remaining money to Siva.
Siva took that money in his hand, holding it like something precious.
"This belongs to Vembu," he thought proudly.
That evening, he called his mother and said,
"Amma, come with me. Let's go out - I want to show you something."
His mother asked,
"Where are we going?"
"Just come. I'll tell you on the way," he said with a grin.
He took her to a clothing shop.
"Why are we here?" she asked.
Siva said,
"My friend? she's a little girl. She doesn't have a mother or father.
She has no clothes. She has no one to care for her.
I want to use this money to buy her some clothes."
His mother was moved.
"Okay, but how tall is she? How does she look?"
Siva replied,
"She's just a little shorter than me. She's thin like me too."
So, based on his words, his mother helped him choose two or three small dresses and some tiny things she might like - like clips, a comb, and some bangles.
Siva carefully took the dresses and small gift items from his mother, packed them neatly in a bag, and went straight to the forest.
He found Vembu sitting near the neem tree, listening to the radio and humming softly.
She was surprised to see him and even more surprised when he handed her the bag.
"What is this?" she asked.
Siva smiled and said,
"Open it. It's for you."
Vembu opened the bag and her eyes lit up.
Inside were pretty little dresses, colorful clips, a small comb, and a bangle set.
Her hands trembled.
No one had ever given her a gift before.
Siva said softly,
"You're my friend. You gave me vegetables. These are for you - from that money.
You deserve them."
Vembu didn't say a word - but her eyes said everything.
She smiled - not a small one, but a big, glowing smile.
The parrot and monkey clapped and danced around her with joy.
"See? Told you he was a good one!" the monkey cheered.
Vembu quickly changed into one of the dresses.
It fit her perfectly.
That moment felt magical - for the first time, Vembu felt like a child again.
Not a lonely, abandoned girl - but a loved one. A friend. A part of something.
By listening to the radio, Vembu had learned something important -
Every tree in the forest is precious.
They are not just wood - they are life, and they must be preserved.
But she noticed that people in the village still cut trees carelessly.
One day, she heard a program on the radio saying,
"If someone is cutting down trees illegally, you can report them.
You can write a complaint and send it to the Forest Department."
Vembu took that message seriously.
She wrote a letter, noted down the address carefully, and gave the letter to Siva, asking him to post it.
Siva helped happily.
After that, they kept sending multiple letters, reporting what was happening in the forest.
Meanwhile, in the village, a greedy man was planning to destroy the forest.
One day, he came with a JCB (bulldozer) to tear down the trees and claim the land for himself.
But Siva wasn't in the village that day.
Vembu saw the JCB approaching. She grew tense but didn't panic.
She couldn't talk to the workers directly - she was still scared of strangers and didn't want to break her promise of keeping the forest secret.
So she told the parrot,
"Go fast! Find Siva! Tell him everything."
The parrot flew off.
Vembu, meanwhile, saw the JCB stop in front of a huge tree - the very tree they needed to cut to make way for the machine.
Suddenly, Vembu had an idea.
She climbed the tall tree and sat right at the top branch, shouting silently with her presence:
"If you want to destroy this tree, you'll have to go through me."
The JCB driver panicked.
"If anything happens to this girl, I'll be arrested. I can't do this," he said.
The greedy man shouted,
"She has no rights here! That forest belongs to me!"
But the driver refused.
Meanwhile, the parrot reached Siva and told him what was happening.
The monkey came running and handed over the legal document Vembu had found - proof that the land belonged to her grandmother and had not been transferred to anyone else.
Siva quickly informed his parents. His father was shocked to hear it all.
They rushed to the police station.
At the same time, officers from the Forest Department - alerted by Vembu's previous letters - had also started traveling to the forest.
Now everything started to come together.
The police and forest officers arrived.
They questioned the greedy man, examined the document, and confirmed that the land belonged to Vembu, not him.
"You can't touch even a single tree here," they said firmly.
"This forest is under protection now."
From the treetop, Vembu watched as the greedy man was taken away by the police.
The officers called out to her,
"Come down, child. You are safe. We are here to protect you."
Siva, the parrot, and the monkey waved at her from below.
Slowly, Vembu climbed down.
Everyone gathered around her.
The Forest Department announced,
"This forest will now be protected by the government - and Vembu will be our Forest Guardian."
The greedy man sneered as he was taken away.
"So much fighting, and in the end, you don't even get the forest!"
But the officer said,
"She doesn't need to own it.
She lives in it. She protects it.
And that's more powerful than ownership."
Everyone clapped.
One officer turned to Vembu and said,
"We're proud of you. Thank you."
And Vembu smiled and said clearly,
"Thank you, officer."
Everyone was stunned.
"She speaks?"
"She can talk?"
"She knows how to write too? She sent us the letters!"
They asked her,
"How did you learn to speak and write?"
Vembu smiled and said,
"Siva taught me. The parrot taught me. The monkey helped. Even the elephant helped."
She proudly introduced her friends, one by one.
The officers were amazed.
The entire village was amazed.
From that day on, the whole village stood behind Vembu.
She was no longer alone.
Siva wasn't her only friend - the entire village became her family.
Moral of the Story:
Even the smallest voice can make a big difference when guided by love, friendship, and courage.
Education is the key to empowerment, and protecting nature is a responsibility we all share.
True friends don't just support you - they help you grow, speak up, and stand strong for what's right.
Suddenly, a bright idea struck him!
"We have an old radio at home. What if I give it to Vembu?
She can listen to songs, speeches, and learn new words! Even when I'm not there, the radio can be her friend!"
That evening, he rushed home and made a plan.
The next morning, he pretended to go to school? but instead, he sneaked out with the radio and went to the forest.
He met Vembu and said,
"Here! This is a radio.
Turn this knob to switch it on?
Turn this one to find the right channel?
Then you'll hear people talking, singing, telling stories?
This will help you learn new words and even sing songs!"
Vembu was surprised and happy.
She switched it on carefully and started listening.
Over time, just by listening to the radio, Vembu slowly learned to speak!
She also practiced everything Siva had taught her - she was now reading, writing, and even talking a little.
But none of the people in the village knew that Vembu was learning.
It remained a secret between her, Siva, and her animal friends.
Meanwhile, something else was brewing?
A few people in the nearby village wanted to cut down the forest around the old grandmother's hut.
They thought it was just wild land - they didn't know about Vembu or her friends.
While this threat was rising, Vembu was learning how to protect the forest and the animals -
through what she heard on the radio and from conversations with Siva.
She discussed with Siva,
"We need to protect this forest. It's not just my home. It's home to so many animals and birds."
Siva was amazed.
"Yes! You're right! And you're learning so much! I'll help you."
As a thank you for everything Siva had done,
Vembu packed a big bundle of the fresh vegetables she had grown and gave it to him.
When Siva asked, "What's this for?"
Vembu smiled and said,
"You're my friend. And I want to give something to my friend."
Siva was touched.
Siva took the big bundle of vegetables home.
When his parents saw it, they were absolutely shocked!
"Where did you get such fresh, beautiful vegetables?" his father asked.
Siva's father was actually a vegetable vendor, and even he had never seen produce this fresh!
Siva just smiled and said,
"A friend gave them to me."
His mother asked,
"Who is this friend? Where does he live? How did you get these?"
Siva replied,
"Please don't ask too many questions. Just know that these were a gift from a good friend."
Then he said,
"If you're going to sell some in the shop, please give me the money you get from it.
I want to give it to my friend - it's hers."
His parents agreed.
They sold some vegetables in their shop, kept a few at home, and gave the remaining money to Siva.
Siva took that money in his hand, holding it like something precious.
"This belongs to Vembu," he thought proudly.
That evening, he called his mother and said,
"Amma, come with me. Let's go out - I want to show you something."
His mother asked,
"Where are we going?"
"Just come. I'll tell you on the way," he said with a grin.
He took her to a clothing shop.
"Why are we here?" she asked.
Siva said,
"My friend? she's a little girl. She doesn't have a mother or father.
She has no clothes. She has no one to care for her.
I want to use this money to buy her some clothes."
His mother was moved.
"Okay, but how tall is she? How does she look?"
Siva replied,
"She's just a little shorter than me. She's thin like me too."
So, based on his words, his mother helped him choose two or three small dresses and some tiny things she might like - like clips, a comb, and some bangles.
Siva carefully took the dresses and small gift items from his mother, packed them neatly in a bag, and went straight to the forest.
He found Vembu sitting near the neem tree, listening to the radio and humming softly.
She was surprised to see him and even more surprised when he handed her the bag.
"What is this?" she asked.
Siva smiled and said,
"Open it. It's for you."
Vembu opened the bag and her eyes lit up.
Inside were pretty little dresses, colorful clips, a small comb, and a bangle set.
Her hands trembled.
No one had ever given her a gift before.
Siva said softly,
"You're my friend. You gave me vegetables. These are for you - from that money.
You deserve them."
Vembu didn't say a word - but her eyes said everything.
She smiled - not a small one, but a big, glowing smile.
The parrot and monkey clapped and danced around her with joy.
"See? Told you he was a good one!" the monkey cheered.
Vembu quickly changed into one of the dresses.
It fit her perfectly.
That moment felt magical - for the first time, Vembu felt like a child again.
Not a lonely, abandoned girl - but a loved one. A friend. A part of something.
By listening to the radio, Vembu had learned something important -
Every tree in the forest is precious.
They are not just wood - they are life, and they must be preserved.
But she noticed that people in the village still cut trees carelessly.
One day, she heard a program on the radio saying,
"If someone is cutting down trees illegally, you can report them.
You can write a complaint and send it to the Forest Department."
Vembu took that message seriously.
She wrote a letter, noted down the address carefully, and gave the letter to Siva, asking him to post it.
Siva helped happily.
After that, they kept sending multiple letters, reporting what was happening in the forest.
Meanwhile, in the village, a greedy man was planning to destroy the forest.
One day, he came with a JCB (bulldozer) to tear down the trees and claim the land for himself.
But Siva wasn't in the village that day.
Vembu saw the JCB approaching. She grew tense but didn't panic.
She couldn't talk to the workers directly - she was still scared of strangers and didn't want to break her promise of keeping the forest secret.
So she told the parrot,
"Go fast! Find Siva! Tell him everything."
The parrot flew off.
Vembu, meanwhile, saw the JCB stop in front of a huge tree - the very tree they needed to cut to make way for the machine.
Suddenly, Vembu had an idea.
She climbed the tall tree and sat right at the top branch, shouting silently with her presence:
"If you want to destroy this tree, you'll have to go through me."
The JCB driver panicked.
"If anything happens to this girl, I'll be arrested. I can't do this," he said.
The greedy man shouted,
"She has no rights here! That forest belongs to me!"
But the driver refused.
Meanwhile, the parrot reached Siva and told him what was happening.
The monkey came running and handed over the legal document Vembu had found - proof that the land belonged to her grandmother and had not been transferred to anyone else.
Siva quickly informed his parents. His father was shocked to hear it all.
They rushed to the police station.
At the same time, officers from the Forest Department - alerted by Vembu's previous letters - had also started traveling to the forest.
Now everything started to come together.
The police and forest officers arrived.
They questioned the greedy man, examined the document, and confirmed that the land belonged to Vembu, not him.
"You can't touch even a single tree here," they said firmly.
"This forest is under protection now."
From the treetop, Vembu watched as the greedy man was taken away by the police.
The officers called out to her,
"Come down, child. You are safe. We are here to protect you."
Siva, the parrot, and the monkey waved at her from below.
Slowly, Vembu climbed down.
Everyone gathered around her.
The Forest Department announced,
"This forest will now be protected by the government - and Vembu will be our Forest Guardian."
The greedy man sneered as he was taken away.
"So much fighting, and in the end, you don't even get the forest!"
But the officer said,
"She doesn't need to own it.
She lives in it. She protects it.
And that's more powerful than ownership."
Everyone clapped.
One officer turned to Vembu and said,
"We're proud of you. Thank you."
And Vembu smiled and said clearly,
"Thank you, officer."
Everyone was stunned.
"She speaks?"
"She can talk?"
"She knows how to write too? She sent us the letters!"
They asked her,
"How did you learn to speak and write?"
Vembu smiled and said,
"Siva taught me. The parrot taught me. The monkey helped. Even the elephant helped."
She proudly introduced her friends, one by one.
The officers were amazed.
The entire village was amazed.
From that day on, the whole village stood behind Vembu.
She was no longer alone.
Siva wasn't her only friend - the entire village became her family.
Moral of the Story:
Even the smallest voice can make a big difference when guided by love, friendship, and courage.
Education is the key to empowerment, and protecting nature is a responsibility we all share.
True friends don't just support you - they help you grow, speak up, and stand strong for what's right.
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