Mowgli had found a coconut, and he wanted to crack open the shell so that he could et the crunchy coconut inside. He decided that the best way to do it was to hurl it through the air and hope that it would crack open as I landed on the ground. Mowgli did hurl it, as hard as he could – WHEEEEEEEEE, it whizzed through the air! Then- BONK, it landed somewhere. Mowgli ran through the jungle, wondering just where his coconut had fallen. Then he heard a gruff, cross voice :
“Are you, by any chance, looking for this?”
It was Baloo, the big bear, who is Mowgli’s friend.
“Yes, that’s my coconut,” said Mowgli.
“Then you might watch where you are throwing it next time,” sniffed Baloo, and he walked away, limping slightly.
“Poor Baloo!” sighed Mowgli “The coconut must have landed on his foot, and now he’s upset with me.”
Suddenly there was very loud thundering noise. It sounded to Mowgli as if all the trees in the forest were falling down ! It was really Colonel Hathi, who was patrolling his elephants. They came marching past Mowgli, and thundered on through the jungle..
When they had gone, Mowgli looked around for his coconut. At last, he found it! The shell had been well and truly cracked open!
“One of the elephants must have trodden on it!”
Mowgli cheered. “It’s been broken into pieces which are just the right size for me to eat!”
“And me!” called Baloo, who had heard Mowgli’s cheer, and come hurrying back.
Mowgli shared the pieces of coconut with the big bear, and soon they were the best of friends again.
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