Stories for Mother's Day

Mother's Day Stories

Understanding the spirit of Mother’s Day

Maya bounced on the balls of her feet, excitement vibrating through her like a tuning fork. Today was Mother's Day, and she had a secret mission. Armed with a basket overflowing with colorful construction paper...... Read on

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Cornelia S. Jewels

It was a bright morning in the old city of Rome many hundred years ago. In a vine-covered summer-house in a beautiful garden, two boys were standing. They were looking at their mother and her friend, who were...... Read on

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How the Moon Was Kind to Her Mother

Once upon a time, a long, long while ago, the Sun, the Wind, and the Moon were three sisters, and their mother was a pale, lovely Star that shone, far away, in the dark evening sky...... Read on

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Mother Holle

There was a widow who had two daughters; one of them was beautiful and industrious, the other ugly and lazy. The mother, however, loved the ugly and lazy one best, because she was her own daughter, and so the other, who was only her stepdaughter, was made to do all the work of the house, and was quite the Cinderella of the family....... Read on

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The Revenge of Coriolanus

Caius Marcius was a noble Roman youth, who fought valiantly, when but seventeen years of age, in the battle of Lake Regillus, and was there crowned with an oaken wreath, the Roman reward for saving the life of a fellow soldier. This he showed with joy to his mother, Volumnia, whom he loved exceedingly, it being his greatest pleasure to receive praise from her lips....... Read on

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The Story of a Mother

Once upon a time... A mother sat there with her little child. She was so downcast, so afraid that it should die! It was so pale, the small eyes had closed themselves, and it drew its breath so softly, now and then, with a deep respiration, as if it sighed; and the mother looked still more sorrowfully on the little creature....... Read on

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Sharing is Caring

Rain lashed against the windowpane, mimicking the tears welling in Sarah's eyes. Hunched over a worn photo album, memories flickered to life - her younger self, gap-toothed and beaming, holding a lopsided clay...... Read on

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