Welcome to the world of stories from Burlington English. Today we are going to explore the seven days of the week – Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday. We believe that learning can be fun and so let us take you through the story of how Meera came to know about the seven days of the week.
Meera and the Seven Days
Meera was a daydreamer—and a rather good one too.
After school, she would spend hours playing in the garden while her grandfather watered the plants.
Meera and her grandfather were best friends. As he toiled away in the garden, he would tell her stories of far-off lands, magical beings, the Ramayana, the Mahabharata, and many other mythological works. He always ended his stories by saying, “Magic is real as long as you believe in it.” And Meera did believe, with all her heart.
The lazily setting Sun would watch as Meera and her grandfather talked, played, and laughed. The Sun was fond of the pair and longed to be their friend.
One day, when her grandfather was not around, the Sun couldn’t help but call out to Meera.
“Meera, can you hear me?”
Meera was engrossed in her book when she heard a deep voice calling her name. She looked around, searching for the source of the voice, but saw no one.
“I can hear you, but where are you?” she wondered aloud.
“Look to the horizon—it is I,” said the Sun.
“Sun, it’s you!” she chirped.
“Would you like to be friends, Meera?” the Sun asked.
“I would love to!” Meera exclaimed excitedly.
The Sun beamed happily. He longed to go on adventures and introduce his friends—the days of the week—to Meera. His golden rays pooled around her, inviting her to hop onto them. Meera eagerly obliged, and together, they embarked on a marvellous journey.
With the Sun as her guide, Meera travelled through space and even through time.
They talked, played, and had endless fun.
Along the way, they met Monday. Looking dapper in his crisp uniform, he sang—
“I am Monday,
The start of the week.
I bring new beginnings
To all who seek.
The gifts of patience and fresh starts
Make my basket creak!”
Then came Tuesday, twirling sprightly in his green scarf. He trilled—
“I am Tuesday,
The second in line.
The lesson of hard work
To impart is mine.”
Up came Wednesday, humble and quiet. In his deep baritone, he rhymed—
“I am Wednesday,
The third day of the week.
I teach resilience and confidence—
And never to be meek.”
Tagging along was Thursday, lost in thought, the fourth day of the week. He gently said—
“Think big and think bright,
Let your dreams take soaring flight.
Your thoughts shape the path you tread,
With your ideas, you shall lead.”
Friday, the fifth friend, was happy and merry. He offered Meera a bright red cherry and then sang with all his might—
“Happy me,
Happy you,
Keep the world happy around you.
Do not forget to look inside,
The light comes from within.
Tend to it so that it shines bright.”
Finally came the twins, Saturday and Sunday. Together, they sang in a cheerful duet—
“Saturday and Sunday are a joyful pair,
One brings fun; the other brings care.
Saturday dances, so light on its feet—
Playtime and laughter, adventures to meet!
Sunday is gentle, so calm and so bright,
Family and rest, a warm hug so tight.
Together, they whisper, “Enjoy and be free,
For a brand-new week is soon to be!”
Meera had made friends with all the days of the week. And even as she bid farewell to her new companions, she was already looking forward to more magical adventures.
By
Ms. Aditi Rathore
