Story about lions – The male is known as king of beasts, the lion belongs to the cat family



Lions are a symbol of courage.


He stood on the rim of a rock surveying the realms of his territory. Mr Lion was everything that nature had made him. He was the king of beasts. Mr Lion jumped down from the rock, stretched and yawned, and walked back to his pride.

Mr Lion would tip the scale at about 500 pounds, measure some three feet high at the shoulder and ten feet long to the tip of his tail. His body, with short yellowish fur, and around his neck is a dark brown mane of long hair which make his is head look very big and shaggy.

His tail ends in a tuft of fur; this tuft hides a nail or claw.

Mrs Lion weigh much less than her husband and grows not quite as big. She is a good mother and also protects her family. She prepare a nest in the bushes for her babies; she has about two to six at a time and cares for them until they get their first permanent teeth when they are a year old.

The cubs are not fully grown until they are six.

Why is the lion called the king of beasts? He is feared by other wild animals; because he is the biggest of all the cats. He may travel alone in the jungle or join a group – or pride -- of about six or seven others.

Whether alone or together, lions follow animal herds; their favourites are zebras. In a final spring to make a kill, a lion may cover 200 metres at dazzling speeds. The lionesses in a pride usually do the hunting and killing, but all take part in the final feast; the lions share and share alike.

Long ago lions lived in England, France and Germany. They were also found in other parts of Europe and Asia. Cave men made rock carvings of lions, and stories about them are told in Greek myths as well as in the Bible.

Nowadays, lions are found only in Africa; but, in recent years, they have been taken to live in zoos and lion parks in several parts of the world. In Africa, where they roam, wild lions kill more humans than all other wild animals combined.

Lions have long been a symbol of courage. In England, the fearless Crusade leader who would stop at nothing was called Richard the Lion-Heart. A distinguished or brave person, for instance, is sometimes referred to as “a lion among men.”

[This and other lions’ stories were prepared to appear in book-form. By Frank Morris and Frank S. Greenop.]


A boy who had been reading about the Kelly Gang desired to emulate the bushranger and caused a sensation, said Timelines. In tracing his 1922 story, the lad went into the Willunga district where he pointed a rife at a farmer and compelled him to hand over 28 shillings. Norman Wilfred Baker, 14, left home with two rifles and the clothes he was wearing. The lad left a note saying he would have “a short life and merry one.”—Adapted by Frank Morris.



Ethel is a volunteer ‘biographer’ for a nursing home in Queensland. She discusses how she got residents to record and publish their own biography for the family and grandchildren.

Adapted by Frank Morris

It was started by a doctor in New Zealand. He noticed that some of the residents who were veterans suffered from trauma and also had some difficulty coping with memory.

They started to record the stories contained in books and magazine and he found, to his amazement, the listening made a difference. If nothing else, it helped them to come to term with events in their lives.

“So we started a workshop,” explains Ethel. “Our biographies are simply to record our residents stories. For them they have a lasting annotation; and for their family they ensure that their history is not lost.”

Ethel asked them, what type of things can you remember?

“Well, going to town with mum and dad in a horse and dray,” they said. “They remember the position they were sitting in; riding ponies to school; writing on slates with a pencil; mothers being widows; and how they lived without a pension; marriages in both wars; entertainment in their own homes; singing, dancing and having a ball.”

How much time does the volunteer spend with residents to elicit all this information?

“Most sessions go for an hour – maybe longer – depending on the resident,” said Ethel. “Most of the biographical details are completed within, say, six and seven hours.”

Are you giving any training on how to do it? And how to you get a person to open up about their lives?

“Firstly, you introduce yourselves. You discuss how the biography will create trust. You remind them all that this is confidential. Yes, for themselves. It’s for their family and grandchildren, it’s their whole life story,” Ethel said.

Do some choose to focus on a part of it?

“It’s mainly covering their life and, yes, and they may choose to do it that way – it’s their own choice.” She said. We don’t change or sanitise the story. We only put into the story what they feel comfortable with.”

How do you approach this chronology?

“When you do it you’ll get memories the residents have at different times,” she said. “I put a heading down: school years, working life, married life, hobbies, holidays or some event that is important to them.”

Have many people have taken this up?

“At the moment I’m doing 35 and there are 6 to 8 that are available to follow up on.”

[Adapted from an ABC radio show.]

Frank Morris: Get in touch with your volunteer source and see if they have a job that pleases you. 



Thomas Cook is believed to be the first travel agent to cash in on New Zealand as an exotic travel destination.

Adapted by Frank Morris

In the 1800s, US author Mark Twain was perhaps the first international literary luminary to visit and publicise New Zealand. Twain found the “land of superb scenery” irresistible. Twain wrote about the snowy grandeurs, the mighty glaciers and “beautiful lakes.”

“The fiords”, he wrote, “were ‘wonder rivals’ to those found in Norway and Alaska.” After his historical sojourn, Twain expostulated that “our stay had been too brief; still, we are not unthankful for the glimpse which we have had of it.”

Thomas Cook saw travel as an antidote to drudgery. If Mark Twain were alive today he would back every word.

A man of humble beginning, Cook founded an empire that has served travellers throughout the world for the past 174 years. Cook was born in Britain on November 22, 1808, the son of an unskilled labourer who died soon after his birth.

He left school at 10 and worked in market gardening, carpentry and printing. He became interested in the Baptist Church and promoted the temperance movement and non-smoking. When he just turned 33, it dawned on him that he could alleviate the hard work of a person’s life by taking on excursions.

In 1841, he hired a bone-rattler train and took 570 people from Leicester to a temperance meeting at Loughborough in the Midlands. The journey’s success encouraged him to continue these activities. He dedicated himself to the belief that travel could improve the quality of life for everybody.

“Cook has made travel easy and a pleasure,” said Mark Twin. “He will sell you a ticket to any place on the globe, or all of the places and give you all the time you need and much more besides.”

Cook married an hotelier, Marrianne Mason, and had three children: John, Henry and Anne.

John born in 1834, was well-educated; in 1856, he became manager of Thomas Cook’s first company office in Fleet Street, London.

Soon: Final! Son caught the travel bug early.

[Adapted from The Australian; and Frank Morris.]


Certain of the tomes have marked my milestones: Sheila Kaye-Smith, a British historian, writes about the books she loves to read. “In the course of a reasonably long life I must have read many hundreds of books – fiction and non-fiction -- some of which I have forgotten. Luckily, reading them must have left some mental deposit in the brain. Their sequence, too, is very much the sequence of my life.” I'm certain of the tomes that have marked my way like milestones; and others have lit it like lamps. That is the power of the book. How time flies! It was a long, long, long time ago but I can still remember my first ‘unputdownable’ novel; I was about ten or eleven at the time. I read it as any impressionable youngster would. The novel was called The School at Sea. It was an engrossing adventure yarn about a group of kids that sailed round the world in a sleek, three-masted barquentine that had caught the wind and was plunging like a mad-person. Did I just imaging it? It’s for real! The dust jacket, as I recall, showed the impressive white-hulled ship trying to battle huge, menacing, skyscraper-high waves. I could be way out, of course. But no one in the illustration appeared to be overly concerned. It appeared, at any moment, that they could be sunk without trace! To be continued. – Frank Morris.

Posted in: Grand Years with Frank Morris at 31 July 15

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