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Long, long ago, deep in the forest in the Malay Peninsula, there lived a tiny mouse-deer named Sang Kancil. Despite his size, he was spunky and clever, and all the other animals respected him.

Sang Kancil loved to eat tropical fruits ~ Rambutan, Durian, Mangosteen, and his favorite one of all was the Jambu Air.

On one hot afternoon, Sang Kancil was foraging for fruits in the forest when he felt thirsty, and so he went down to the river to drink. When he reached there, he saw a tree on the opposite side, full of ripe and juicy water apples.

“Yay, jambu air!” Sang Kancil squealed with delight. “But how do I get across? The river is wide and deep, and I can’t swim. I will surely drown!” he pondered aloud.

A crocodile who was taking a nap nearby, awoke when he heard Sang Kancil’s voice.

“Sang Kancil! Why are you making so much noise?! I am trying to get some sleep!” said the crocodile.

In his excitement at seeing the fruit tree, Sang Kancil did not notice the sleeping crocodile. He startled at first but quickly recovered, and decided to trick the crocodile.

“Ah, there you are Sang Buaya! I have called you many times. You must be deaf!” Sang Kancil bravely replied.

“Well, I am here now! What do you want from me?!” The crocodile was obviously annoyed with the little mouse-deer.

“Oh, but I don’t want anything from you, Sang Buaya. I am here on the Sultan’s orders. His Majesty has ordered me to count the number of crocodiles in this river. There will be a big reward for each of you if you help me.” Sang Kancil said earnestly to the crocodile.

“A reward, you say…?!” The crocodile was now fully awake.

Without further ado, he began to slap his tail on the water to wake the other crocodiles who were sleeping in the river.

Splish! Splash! Splosh! They all lined up side by side like a bridge, across the river.

Sang Kancil could hardly hide his excitement at seeing this. “This is easier than I thought!” he chuckled to himself.

Sang Kancil then hopped, skipped and jumped on the back of each crocodile, counting aloud as he merrily went along:

“One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight…
Lay still, Sang Buaya, line up straight!
Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve, Water Apples I must have.”

Sang Kancil was overjoyed when he finally reached the opposite bank.

“Thank you for helping me cross the river, Sang Buaya! Now I can eat all the Water Apples I want…” and waved happily to the angry crocodiles.

The End.


Kancil (kahn-chill) = Mouse-deer;

Jambu air (jahm-boo ah-yer) = Water Apple;

Sang Buaya = the word “buaya” is Malay for crocodile. “Sang”, stand alone, has no real meaning, and is used in reference to an animal.

Featured image courtesy of Edukid Publication Sdn Bhd.


  1. garden98110
    February 4, 2014

    There is a distinction between being a writer, and being a storyteller. For millennium storytellers have been holding for us the mirror of who we all are. Before there were written words to write a question, “who am I?” A storyteller’s voice is a healing gift. Thank you for sharing with us your storytelling voice. – The Healing Garden gardener


    • raroto
      February 4, 2014

      Greetings from Malaysia, garden98110! Your comment came through this morning as I was about to go to work, and you know what, you made my day! I am very grateful you taking the time to write to me. And all the more appreciative of your kind comments. I am not well articulated, unlike so many other writers or bloggers, including yourself, but I do know one thing, and that is, what I put down in words comes from my heart.
      Thank you for your visit. Hope you have a wonderful day ahead 🙂


  2. bkpyett
    June 15, 2014

    What a delightful story Raroto, I hope it gets made into a children’s book! I can visualise the illustrations.
    Thank you so much for letting me reblog your u-tube post from yesterday, I still smile as I think of it!
    Thank you also for your follow. Barbara ❤


    • raroto
      June 15, 2014

      Oh you say the nicest things Barbara thanks…!
      And I am happy to know you have found your ‘enlightenment’ through the vid LOL!


  3. alan
    September 18, 2014

    So that’s how you prosecute the bad guys. You fool them into doing what you want. Your secrets is out now! 🙂


  4. Anonymous
    September 26, 2014



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  6. Student
    April 10, 2017

    Thank you for your sharing.
    May I use your paragraph as the text and content in my storybook for final year project?


    • raroto
      August 29, 2017

      Yes of course! Sorry for the late late Late reply 😊


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