Ruyi's World of Books & Stories

It was cold in the winter. So cold that everyone had to stay indoors. Jesse, an old bear was indoors too.  Each passing day, the bear would move near the window to check if things had improved.  The reason for the constant check on the window was clear. Jesse had eaten all his supplies. He had little or nothing left to eat and he was hungry.  Anything would do.  Frozen fish. Flesh of dead animals preserved by the cold weather would come handy.  The only danger facing the bear to go out and hunt was the weather.  He could be trapped in the snow while hunting. This could be bad. Jesse could die while he hunts for food under such a bad weather.  Waiting in his hole wasn't a good idea too because hunger could kill him.  One thing was certain. The bear had to eat. He needs to feed and stay alive.  What could Jesse do? One quiet morning, it was snowing and Jesse was going to die of hunger. The bear was so hungry and could barely move.  Suddenl...

It is expensive to raise good children.  But the price of living with bad children is eternal.   It is expensive to raise good children. But the price of living with bad children is eternal. Many parents, especially in Nigeria focus attention on their children’s grades and extracurricular activities, such as by making sure kids study, do their homework, and if things are not going as planned, they will likely tip or bribe. The essence of this is to get good grades and certificate. While this move can easily secure the future, the price of not touching every aspect of the child’s life can come back to haunt the family. When a family is in pain, the society bears the brunt.   It’s a vicious circle. It bites deep and robs many of happiness. The pain never ends and will only rest when the victim walk into silence. Everyone is served the poisoned chalice and the bread of sorrow goes round. Sometimes it comes like a truckload. The weight of which could sink a ship.   W...

  Thebes, Egypt. 2022 B.C. Standing on the balcony at dawn, Neith was looking at the rare white clouds floating in the sky. Sirius, the sacred star, was shining bright on the horizon; it was the first month of the season of the inundation, first decan, the first day. From the big propriety, Neith was able to see the beautiful winding Nile which was expected to flood soon.   Neith was a nineteen-year-old housemaid living and working at a Nomarch Menes domain. Devoted and possessing a good temper, everybody at Menes’ house liked to deal with the young Neith. Her position of the lady Nomarch’s first maid required full-time attention and a great sense of anticipation, and Neith was perfectly succeeding at fulfilling her tasks. Work was something important to Neith, and being at the service of Menes’ wife, Satamon, provided her with a lot of it. The young maid was responsible for her meals, her baths, and every single thing the mistress might need.   The morning was q...