My name is Mr Rabbit. I live in a very small village of Apaanga.

Our family was very poor that we could not afford to build a good house to sleep in.

We always had only one meal a day.

Every morning, my father used to send me to the garden to take care of the grainsThis was to avoid the birds and other animals from eating them.

When the harvest season came, it was the best ever yield we had ever got.

My father became so happy that he promised to organize for him his first birthday party.

It was after twenty five years when I had my first birthday party. He told me to invite some of our neighbors.

Our neighbor Mr cock was very happy but he thought of his chicks and said to himself, "I think I'll go with them."

Early in the morning, dad woke us up to start preparing the food because the visitors were to be many.

Soon we started serving our visitors.

After the food, visitors enjoyed the cakes.

There after Mr Rabbit received many gifts from his friends.

At the end Mr Goat opened up the dance. He is the best local musician in the village.