In a far, far village, where there were still many tales and stories to tell, on a cold winter day, with snow-covered trees and an endless blue sky, the story of the kind fairies began. In that village there lived a little girl named Sara. Sara wished to have a garden of colorful flowers, and she always played with the birds and the little animals in her garden. But one winter day, a heavy snow covered the ground and turned everything white. ...
In a small, beautiful village, where the flowers always laughed with joy and the blue sky was full of white clouds, there was a little, lovable house. In this house lived a small, warm family. A kind father and mother, and two little children named Milad and Nika. The neighbors of this family were all kind and good-hearted. Beside their house there was a beautiful house where a lovable old man named Uncle Mohammad lived. Uncle Mohammad was an old man who always lived with a smile on his lips and with love and care for his neighbors. He always worked in his fields and kept his garden tidy. ...
In a small, beautiful village, there lived a giant named Tommy. He was a giant, but not such a big one. He was not very tall, and he was not very wide. He was about the size of other giants, but in his heart he wanted to find new friends. Tommy had a little house beside a river that ran through the village. His house was made of oak wood, and it shone beautifully with the colorful flowers all around it. Tommy loved nature, and every morning he talked with the birds and the other little creatures of nature. ...