Written By Sormista Pal
The Little Bird and the Kind Snow
High up in a quiet pine tree lived a tiny brown bird named Chirri. Her nest was small and round, made of dry grass, soft feathers, and hope. Inside the nest slept her three little babies—pink, warm, and as soft as whispers.
Winter arrived early that year.
Cold winds rushed through the forest, shaking branches and making the trees sigh. The nights grew longer, and the air felt sharp, like tiny needles. Chirri wrapped her wings tightly around her babies, but her feathers were thin, and the cold kept slipping inside the nest.
The babies shivered.
“Cheep… cheep…” they cried softly, their tiny beaks trembling.
Chirri’s heart ached. She flew from tree to tree, searching for better shelter, but every branch was cold, and every corner was empty. At last, she returned to her nest, tired and worried. Above her, the moon watched silently.
That night, as the stars blinked like sleepy eyes, Chirri looked up at the sky and whispered,
“Dear Snow… I know you are cold. Everyone says you make the world freeze. But please, I beg you—help me protect my babies.”
The sky listened.
Soon, tiny white flakes began to fall—slowly and gently, like feathers drifting from heaven. Snow arrived quietly, covering the branches, the ground, and finally, Chirri’s nest.
Chirri gasped.
“Oh no,” she chirped. “Have I made things worse?”
But something magical happened.
The snow did not creep inside the nest. Instead, it settled around it, forming a soft white blanket. The icy wind could no longer reach the babies. The nest felt warmer… safer.
The babies stopped shivering.
“Cheep… cheep…” they sighed, snuggling closer.
Chirri touched the snow with her wing. It wasn’t biting cold anymore. It felt gentle, calm, and protective—like a quiet guardian watching through the night.
“Thank you, Snow,” Chirri whispered, her eyes filled with happy tears.
The snowflakes sparkled softly, as if smiling back.
All winter long, Snow returned each night, carefully wrapping the nest in its silent warmth. Other birds watched in wonder, learning that even things that seem cold can have the warmest hearts.
When spring finally arrived, the snow melted away, leaving the nest safe and strong. Chirri’s babies grew wings and flew into the blue sky, singing songs of courage and kindness.
Chirri looked up one last time and said,
“Snow, you saved us.”
Far above, a single snowflake twirled gently and vanished—happy and proud.
The End!
Sweet Message for Kids
Help can come from the most unexpected places.
Even things that seem cold or scary may be full of kindness inside.
Never be afraid to ask for help—because the world listens to loving hearts.
Beautiful story
Thankyou.