The Little Mouse and the Garden

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The Little Mouse and the Garden

One day, a little mouse was wandering and playing in a big garden when it heard a sound: "Meow, meow."

The little mouse was very scared. It hid behind a bush and listened carefully. It was the sound of a kitten that was wandering alone and lost among the flowers, meowing.

The little mouse, who was very afraid of cats, peeked at the kitten from behind the bushes, trembling with fear. The kitten, who had lost its mother, was very upset. The little mouse was afraid that if it came out from behind the bush, the kitten would see it and come after it and eat it. But the kitten was so worried and upset that it didn't see the little mouse behind the rose bush.

It just wanted to find its mother. It said loudly, "Meow, meow, Mommy, I'm here, where are you?" It repeated this sentence so many times that its mother heard its voice and came to it and took it out of the garden with her.

The little mouse breathed a sigh of relief and started playing again. As it was running and jumping under the bushes, it saw something that was shining under the bushes.

It went towards it, it was a small mirror with a golden frame. The little mouse looked in the mirror and saw itself. It thought it was seeing another mouse. It was happy and started talking to its own reflection.

It said, "Hi, will you play with me?" The little mouse's mouth in the mirror moved, but the little mouse couldn't hear any sound. The little mouse talked to the mouse in the mirror for so long that it got bored and became quiet.

The nightingale, who was sitting on a tree and watching it, started laughing and called out, "Hey little mouse, that's a mirror. You were talking to your own reflection in the mirror."

The little mouse raised its head. It saw the nightingale. It asked, "So is that me? Is that how I look?" The nightingale replied, "Yes! That's how you look. The mirror shows your image."

The little mouse looked at its own reflection again and liked itself. It laughed happily. The nightingale laughed too. A few butterflies that were flying over the flowers also laughed. The flowers in the garden also started laughing. The sound of laughter reached the buds.

The buds woke up and they also laughed and the scent of their fragrance spread in the air.

The nightingale started singing:

I am a nightingale, you are a mouse
You are a playful mouse
We are in the garden
We are happy and joyful
The flowers that saw us
Laughed at us
That day, the little mouse made many friends and had a lot of fun. When it got very tired and sleepy, it ran back to its nest and went to sleep.