ChuChu was very fond of her toys. She even said ‘Good night’ to them every night. Good night, toys! Sweet dreams. But ChuChu often wondered what the toys did while she slept. Hmmm! I wonder what my toys will do now. One night, ChuChu tiptoed to the playroom and quietly peeped in. Startled, she rubbed her eyes and looked again. ChuChu couldn’t believe what she was seeing Huh? ChuChu’s toys were having a party! The teddy bear and the elephant were chatting with each other. I feel very happy when ChuChu hugs me. Me too! The lion was playing with the doll. Catch me. The toy monkey and the toy giraffe were headed to the fridge. Let’s get some bananas! Huh? The trucks and the cars were going on a trip. Follow me, everyone! ChuChu was delighted. Look at my toys! I had no idea they were having so much fun while I slept. I wanna play with them too. But just as ChuChu stepped forward, she tripped on a ball and then she woke up with a start! Huh? Where did my toys go? Oh! I must have been dreaming! Let me go back to sleep. ChuChu went back to sleep. and dreamt about her toys again. Once upon a time, there lived a boy named Cussly. He had grown to be a naughty kid. He pushed his friends down, bullied them and wanted his way around in everything. His friends were soft and forgiving in nature. They just put up with his harsh and rough behavior thinking he would change. He had the bad habit of tearing his books throwing his clothes and breaking his toys. It was not going to be long before someone taught him a lesson. It was a nice sunny day. His mom yelled out.. Cussly, your room looks like a garbage bin. Your clothes, toys and books are all over the floor. I need the floor cleaned up with all your things put in place. I will be paying a visit to your room pretty soon. You don’t want to be grounded! Do you? Did you hear me? Yeah, yeah. Loud and clear. I will make sure the floor is cleaned up. Wow, that was fast. This does not look like your room. Good job. Come on, let’s go for a stroll and grab an ice cream. It’s a treat for your hard work. Mommy, I feel tired and sleepy. Dinner is ready. Have a early dinner and hit the sack. Yeah, ok. Whoa, I so forgot that I had dumped these things on the bed. Now, get out of my bed and get back to where you belong. Cussly threw his books to the floor. He tossed his toys around and dumped his clothes under his bed. Now that my bed is cosy, let me out off the light and go to sleep. The next moment Cussly was deep in sleep and was snoring away to glory. He started to mumble. He started to toss and turn in his sleep. The toy monster truck zooms past trying to crush his toes. The books flew around, crashing and bumping into him. The clothes piled up together and was trying to cover him. The toy robot was pulling his hair jumping up and down on his tummy. Finally the giant story book that was hanging on the rack above him crashed on to his head with a bang. There was a loud thud. Cussly had rolled off the bed and was on the floor. He woke up shrieking, startled, dazed and sweaty. Whoa, what was that! Looks like I had a dreadful dream. It was more of a nightmare. Let me get up and put my things in order. Let me put them where they belong. From that day onwards he realized his folly and decided to be gentle to one and all. He promised that he will take good care of his books and toys.