Charming Storyteller: Animations, Audiobooks for Children
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a very long time ago. flowers were only one color. they were simply colorless blossoms with green stalks. they all looked alike. they were all the same size and they all smelled the same. one of these flowers was named buttercup. buttercup was bored with looking and smelling like all the other flowers. i am sick and tired of being just like the other flowers. i want to stand out and be different. i know some friends back home who would love to smell sweet too. jasmine. will you please come back to my homeland with me to help the other flowers choose their own fragrances? but a cup asked and bring you a case of perfumes. go see picasso at the paint shop on the road that turns left after the wooden bridge. he will paint you any color you want. hello again, dear creatures. my that bright yellow color is holding up nicely stated picasso. of course, i will come with you to paint the flowers. do you're welcome. go next to see jasmine. the other lady come back soon. mon lee. oh well you demons it. mon fleur. you smell so sweet. your novel o perform such a trian vitamin, then winked at jasmine and said, uh, vanilla feels just like yours. mon ami. ah, yes, edman does great work impressive stocks you have there, jasmine stated i have unlimited smells to choose from. are you sure you want to smell like me? i would love to come and help other flowers pick their new scents. jasmine excitedly replied, let's go gather the others. the story of buttercup's journey eventually crossed beyond many winds and through the ears and mouths of many other creatures. soon enough, everyone had heard of this brave little yellow flower's ambitious dream to make a difference. buttercup picasso biederman, jasmine and all the other creatures and flowers live together forever in love, harmony and unity. each recognizing the beautiful and wonderful differences in each other and themselves. and that is how all the flowers became different.