The Adventures of Tiny the Pixie

You also want an ePaper? Increase the reach of your titles

YUMPU automatically turns print PDFs into web optimized ePapers that Google loves.

Text copyright ã EAMarshall 2024<br />

Illustrations copyright ã EAMArshall 2024<br />

All rights reserved<br />

<strong>The</strong> moral rights <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> author have been asserted<br />

Set in Baskerville<br />

ISBN: 979-884-720-0776<br />

Except in <strong>the</strong> United States <strong>of</strong> America, this book is sold subject to <strong>the</strong> condition that it shall<br />

not be, by way <strong>of</strong> trade or o<strong>the</strong>rwise, be lent, re-sold, hired out, or o<strong>the</strong>rwise circulated<br />

without <strong>the</strong> publisher’s prior consent in any form <strong>of</strong> binding or cover o<strong>the</strong>r than that in which<br />

it is published and without a similar condition including this condition being imposed on <strong>the</strong><br />

subsequent purchaser.<br />


About <strong>the</strong> author<br />

E.A. Marshall<br />

Eileen is a mo<strong>the</strong>r, a grandmo<strong>the</strong>r, and a great grandmo<strong>the</strong>r. She was born during <strong>the</strong> second<br />

world war and trained as a nursey nurse. She has lived for all <strong>of</strong> her life without social media<br />

and has always enjoyed reading books to children. <strong>The</strong>se stories were written for Abigail and<br />

Georgia who are now grown up with <strong>the</strong>ir own children.<br />

<strong>The</strong>se stories are a delight which take you back to a time when children played with each o<strong>the</strong>r<br />

and outside with <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r children in <strong>the</strong>ir road. <strong>The</strong>y had make-pretend adventures and not<br />

a single piece <strong>of</strong> technology was in sight.<br />

So, with a flash <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> blue fairy’s wand, take yourself back to a bygone age. Enjoy.<br />

Karen (Eileen’s daughter)<br />


To my granddaughters Abigail and Georgia<br />

with love<br />

from Nan<br />


<strong>Pixie</strong> <strong>Adventures</strong><br />

Only Children can see Fairies<br />

<strong>Tiny</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Pixie</strong>’s story<br />

Christmas Eve<br />

<strong>The</strong> Wendy House<br />

In <strong>the</strong> Garden<br />

<strong>The</strong> Duckpond<br />


Only Children can see Fairies<br />

One day Georgia was woken by a sunbeam shining through her<br />

bedroom window onto <strong>the</strong> tip <strong>of</strong> her nose and making it feel warm. She<br />

got out <strong>of</strong> bed and followed <strong>the</strong> sunbeam to <strong>the</strong> window and looked<br />

outside. To her surprise saw two fairies and a pixie.<br />

Very quietly she ran into Abigail’s room, woke her up and whispered<br />

to come and see <strong>the</strong> fairies playing in <strong>the</strong> garden.<br />

On tiptoe <strong>the</strong>y crept back into Georgia's room and saw that <strong>the</strong> two<br />

fairies were sitting on <strong>the</strong> swing and a large pixie, looking very smart in<br />

a leaf green suit and a pointy hat, was pushing <strong>the</strong>m high up into <strong>the</strong><br />


sky. As <strong>the</strong> early morning sun shone on <strong>the</strong> fairy’s wings, <strong>the</strong>y sparkled<br />

with many different colours.<br />

Georgia and Abigail gasped and <strong>the</strong>n clapped <strong>the</strong>ir hands over <strong>the</strong>ir<br />

mouths in case <strong>the</strong> fairy visitors heard <strong>the</strong>m. Suddenly <strong>the</strong> pixie stopped<br />

pushing <strong>the</strong> swing and ran across to <strong>the</strong> slide. <strong>The</strong> two fairies opened<br />

<strong>the</strong>ir wings and in a flash <strong>of</strong> light flew to join <strong>the</strong> pixie on <strong>the</strong> big green<br />

slide.<br />


Abigail and Georgia saw <strong>the</strong> pixie on <strong>the</strong> slide.<br />


Georgia and Abigail could hear <strong>the</strong>ir tinkling laughter as <strong>the</strong>y went<br />

faster and faster up and down <strong>the</strong> slide. Just <strong>the</strong>n <strong>the</strong> girls saw a large<br />

crow noisily fly into <strong>the</strong> garden and land on <strong>the</strong> slide. It pushed <strong>the</strong><br />

fairies out <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> way. Much to <strong>the</strong> disappointment <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> girls <strong>the</strong> fairy<br />

folk flew <strong>of</strong>f.<br />

<strong>The</strong> girls sighed and went down to <strong>the</strong> front room. <strong>The</strong>y could still hear<br />

some tinkling sounds, so <strong>the</strong>y looked out <strong>the</strong> window. <strong>The</strong> fairies and<br />

big pixie were now sliding down <strong>the</strong> bonnet <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> car, flying back up<br />

again and once more sliding down. <strong>The</strong>y were giggling and laughing<br />

and having a lot <strong>of</strong> fun. <strong>The</strong> pixie was climbing up <strong>the</strong> car aerial and<br />

sliding down to land with bump before climbing up.<br />

<strong>The</strong> two girls <strong>the</strong>n heard <strong>the</strong> rumble <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> milkman's float outside <strong>the</strong><br />

house. <strong>The</strong> fairies must have heard it as well because <strong>the</strong>y joined hands<br />


with <strong>the</strong> large pixie and in a flash <strong>of</strong> silver and gold <strong>the</strong>y disappeared in<br />

a swirl <strong>of</strong> sunbeams.<br />

Just behind <strong>the</strong>m <strong>the</strong>y heard mum's voice. “What are you two early<br />

birds looking at?”<br />

Abigail explained that <strong>the</strong>y had seen two fairies and Georgia added that<br />

<strong>the</strong>re was also a large pixie in a smart green suit. Mum smiled and told<br />

<strong>the</strong>m that <strong>the</strong>re were a pair <strong>of</strong> lucky little girls because grown-ups<br />

cannot see fairy folk.<br />

Mum pointed to <strong>the</strong> door. “Come into <strong>the</strong> kitchen and have some<br />

breakfast and <strong>the</strong>n you can tell me all about what you saw in <strong>the</strong> garden<br />

early this morning.”<br />

THE END<br />


<strong>Tiny</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Pixie</strong>’s story<br />

Once upon a time in fairyland, <strong>the</strong>re lived a <strong>Pixie</strong> called <strong>Tiny</strong>. <strong>Tiny</strong> was<br />

a very tall pixie, and this is <strong>the</strong> story about how he got that name.<br />

<strong>Tiny</strong> used to be a very small pixie, much smaller than all <strong>the</strong> rest <strong>of</strong> his<br />

<strong>Pixie</strong> friends. One day his mo<strong>the</strong>r sent him into <strong>the</strong> <strong>Pixie</strong> village to do<br />

some shopping. <strong>The</strong> first item on her list was five pints <strong>of</strong> creamy milk,<br />

so <strong>Tiny</strong> went to <strong>the</strong> farmer’s wife and asked for some milk for his<br />

mo<strong>the</strong>r.<br />

“Why certainly,” said <strong>the</strong> kindly lady, “I will just go and milk <strong>the</strong> cow.<br />

It will be warm milk. Can you come back in a few minutes time?”<br />


<strong>The</strong> farmer’s wife smiled at him and went <strong>of</strong>f to <strong>the</strong> milking parlour to<br />

milk <strong>the</strong> cow.<br />

Now surrounding <strong>the</strong> <strong>Pixie</strong> village was a magic hedge which stopped<br />

any humans coming into <strong>the</strong> village. That day, a mouse had nibbled a<br />

very small hole in <strong>the</strong> bottom <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> hedge, so <strong>Tiny</strong> crawled through<br />

while he was waiting to see what was on <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r side. He was surprised<br />

to see a huge house full <strong>of</strong> Humans.<br />

He decided to see what it was like, so he foolishly run across to <strong>the</strong> front<br />

door that was standing half open and tiptoed into <strong>the</strong> hallway. He <strong>the</strong>n<br />

noticed ano<strong>the</strong>r open door, so he peeped through <strong>the</strong> gap and saw lots<br />

<strong>of</strong> lovely toys.<br />


He ran across to <strong>the</strong> rocking horse to have a ride and he was having a<br />

great time when he heard footsteps outside. He ran quickly to a doll’s<br />

house to hide but, oh dear, he didn’t get <strong>the</strong>re in time. He threw himself<br />

flat on <strong>the</strong> floor and pretended to be a doll.<br />


<strong>Tiny</strong> lay very still next to <strong>the</strong> toy box.<br />


A little girl and boy came rushing and pushing into <strong>the</strong> room and <strong>the</strong>y<br />

stopped have a look at <strong>the</strong> toys. <strong>The</strong>y saw <strong>Tiny</strong> outside <strong>the</strong> doll’s house.<br />

‘This must be <strong>the</strong> new toy that mummy said she had bought,’ said <strong>the</strong><br />

little boy.<br />

Both children rushed across to where he lay. <strong>The</strong> little girl grabbed his<br />

legs, and <strong>the</strong> little boy took hold <strong>of</strong> his arms and started to pull in<br />

different directions.<br />

“Let me have him.’’ “I want to play with him first.” “That's not fair.”<br />

<strong>The</strong> two children argued.<br />

Suddenly a voice outside <strong>the</strong> room called out that dinner was ready.<br />

<strong>The</strong> naughty children dropped <strong>the</strong> <strong>Pixie</strong> and run out. <strong>Tiny</strong> lay still until<br />


he thought it would be safe to move. When he stood up, he was amazed<br />

to find that he was much taller and much floppier than before. <strong>The</strong><br />

children pulled him about so much that <strong>the</strong>y had stretched him to a<br />

bigger size.<br />

He crawled out <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> room through <strong>the</strong> front door and across <strong>the</strong> lawn<br />

until he reached <strong>the</strong> hole in <strong>the</strong> hedge. He had difficulty in getting<br />

through <strong>the</strong> tiny hole now he was so big.<br />

As soon as he managed to get into <strong>the</strong> pixie village again, he hobbled<br />

straight to <strong>the</strong> dairy to collect <strong>the</strong> milk. When <strong>the</strong> farmer’s wife saw<br />

him, she looked in astonishment and didn't recognise him. He really<br />

was very floppy now that he had been stretched.<br />

“Oh, you poor pixie,” cried <strong>the</strong> farmer’s wife.<br />


She went to a barn where some sheep were being shawn and collected<br />

some s<strong>of</strong>t baby wool. She carefully stuffed <strong>the</strong> poor pixie so he was no<br />

longer floppy, but she couldn’t mend <strong>the</strong> stretchiness. From that day<br />

on, <strong>Tiny</strong> <strong>the</strong> pixie was <strong>the</strong> biggest pixie in <strong>the</strong> village.<br />

THE END<br />


Christmas Eve<br />

Late one Christmas Eve, Georgia and Abigail were finding it hard to<br />

sleep. Fa<strong>the</strong>r Christmas was due to come that night and fill <strong>the</strong> stockings<br />

hanging at <strong>the</strong> end <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>ir bed, but only if <strong>the</strong>y were fast asleep.<br />

Georgia slipped out <strong>of</strong> bed and crept into Abigail’s room where she<br />

found her wide wake.<br />

“What should we do?” <strong>the</strong>y asked each o<strong>the</strong>r, “Fa<strong>the</strong>r Christmas won't<br />

come if we are not asleep.”<br />

Before Georgia could answer, <strong>the</strong>y both heard a little tinkling laugh<br />

downstairs. <strong>The</strong>y looked at one ano<strong>the</strong>r in astonishment and knew that<br />

could only mean one thing, <strong>the</strong> fairies were in <strong>the</strong> house. <strong>The</strong>y both<br />


tiptoed down <strong>the</strong> stairs and very carefully <strong>the</strong>y looked round <strong>the</strong> corner.<br />

<strong>The</strong>y saw that <strong>the</strong> door to <strong>the</strong> front room was open, and <strong>the</strong>y could see<br />

that <strong>the</strong> Christmas tree lights were on.<br />

“Oh dear,” said Georgia, ‘Mum must have forgotten to switch <strong>the</strong> lights<br />

out before she came to bed. We should go and turn <strong>the</strong>m <strong>of</strong>f to save <strong>the</strong><br />

electricity.<br />

Suddenly two fairies and a pixie appeared next to <strong>the</strong> Christmas tree,<br />

and <strong>the</strong>y picked up <strong>the</strong> presents, shook <strong>the</strong>m, and felt <strong>the</strong>m all over.<br />

<strong>The</strong>y <strong>the</strong>n whispered to one ano<strong>the</strong>r as if <strong>the</strong>y had guessed what was in<br />

<strong>the</strong>m.<br />

<strong>Tiny</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Pixie</strong> tried to open one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> presents, but <strong>the</strong> fairies<br />

immediately pulled it away from him and <strong>the</strong>n tweaked his nose. He<br />


stamped his foot and with a mischievous look on his face, <strong>Tiny</strong> climbed<br />

<strong>the</strong> Christmas tree. It swayed and <strong>the</strong> decorations jiggled up and down.<br />

<strong>The</strong> pink fairy looked up, shook her finger at him, and told him to come<br />

down immediately. <strong>The</strong> pixie looked down at her with a worried look<br />

on his face.<br />

“I can't climb down,” he stammered, “I am stuck.”<br />

“Oh dear, you are in trouble now,” said <strong>the</strong> pink fairy, “Fa<strong>the</strong>r<br />

Christmas will not visit this house if <strong>the</strong>re is any one up and that<br />

includes us.<br />


<strong>Tiny</strong> was stuck up <strong>the</strong> Christmas tree.<br />


<strong>Tiny</strong> started to cry with little tears running down his face. <strong>The</strong> fairies<br />

looked at each o<strong>the</strong>r and felt sorry for him. It was Christmas eve after<br />

all.<br />

“We will bring you down, but you must promise to be good for a whole<br />

week and not play any naughty tricks,” said <strong>the</strong> blue fairy sternly.<br />

<strong>Tiny</strong> promised <strong>the</strong> fairies he would try and be good, but even so he had<br />

a mischievous twinkle in his eye.<br />

<strong>The</strong> two fairies flew to <strong>the</strong> top <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> tree, took hold <strong>of</strong> his hands, and<br />

flew down to <strong>the</strong> floor. <strong>The</strong>y all heard <strong>the</strong> tinkling sound <strong>of</strong> bells in <strong>the</strong><br />

distance.<br />


“Fa<strong>the</strong>r Christmas is coming,” whispered <strong>the</strong> pink fairy, ‘quick, we<br />

must go.”<br />

With that <strong>the</strong> three <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>m disappeared, leaving floating gold<br />

shimmers in <strong>the</strong> air.<br />

Abigail looked at tree lights which were still on and wondered what to<br />

do. She didn't need to wait long as <strong>the</strong> pink fairy reappeared, switched<br />

<strong>the</strong> lights <strong>of</strong>f, and <strong>the</strong>n disappeared into a cloud <strong>of</strong> pink shimmers.<br />

<strong>The</strong> girls had also heard <strong>the</strong> faint tinkling <strong>of</strong> bells and rushed back<br />

upstairs to bed. <strong>The</strong>y must have got to sleep fairly quickly as when <strong>the</strong>y<br />

awoke <strong>the</strong> next morning, <strong>the</strong>ir Christmas stockings were filled to <strong>the</strong><br />

top with presents. Fa<strong>the</strong>r Christmas had left only a few crumbs <strong>of</strong> mince<br />


pie and couple <strong>of</strong> drops <strong>of</strong> sherry. <strong>The</strong> carrots left for <strong>the</strong> reindeer had<br />

also been chewed.<br />

After a Christmas breakfast, <strong>the</strong> family went into <strong>the</strong> front room. Mum<br />

looked at <strong>the</strong> Christmas tree with a puzzled look on her face.<br />

“I think that all <strong>the</strong>se presents have been moved.”<br />

<strong>The</strong> girls looked at each o<strong>the</strong>r and grinned.<br />

“Ah,” laughed <strong>the</strong>ir mo<strong>the</strong>r, “let me guess, did we have a visit from <strong>the</strong><br />

fairies and pixies last night!”<br />

<strong>The</strong> children smiled and gave <strong>the</strong>ir mum a big Christmas hug.<br />

THE END<br />


<strong>The</strong> Wendy house<br />

Early one winter afternoon Abigail and Georgia asked <strong>the</strong>ir mum if<br />

<strong>the</strong>y could go out and play in <strong>the</strong> garden.<br />

“Yes, as long as you keep warm,” <strong>the</strong>ir mum said. “Put on your coats,<br />

woolly hats, and warm mittens. I will call you soon as tea is ready.<br />

<strong>The</strong>ir mum smiled as <strong>the</strong>y run down <strong>the</strong> steps into <strong>the</strong> garden.<br />

“What should we do first?” asked Georgia.<br />

“Let’s go and see if our Wendy house needs tidying,” replied Abigail.<br />


Off <strong>the</strong>y went to <strong>the</strong> bottom <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>ir garden where <strong>the</strong>ir new little<br />

playhouse stood. It was warm and cosy with <strong>the</strong> sunshine brightly<br />

shining on its little polished windows and its painted walls smelt <strong>of</strong> fresh<br />

wood.<br />

Suddenly, before <strong>the</strong>y could go into <strong>the</strong> house, <strong>the</strong>y heard <strong>the</strong> tinkling<br />

laughter <strong>of</strong> fairies whispering to one ano<strong>the</strong>r. <strong>The</strong>y silently tiptoed<br />

forward until <strong>the</strong>y could peep in through <strong>the</strong> window.<br />

Inside <strong>the</strong> fairies were having a party. <strong>The</strong>re were plates <strong>of</strong> sandwiches<br />

and little ice cakes arranged on golden oak leaves. Besides each plate<br />

was an acorn filled to <strong>the</strong> top with something that sparkled. <strong>Tiny</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

pixie appeared and sung a song about a naughty elf who had eaten too<br />

many blackberries and became so fat he had to roll home. <strong>The</strong> fairies<br />

laughed and laughed until <strong>the</strong>y fell <strong>of</strong>f <strong>the</strong>ir seats.<br />


Georgia heard a noise behind her she looked quickly over her shoulder<br />

just in time to see Scratchy <strong>the</strong> cat leap on to <strong>the</strong> step <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Wendy<br />

house. He pushed <strong>the</strong> door open with his head and strolled. <strong>The</strong> fairies<br />

jumped up and ran across to hug and kiss him and <strong>the</strong>n <strong>the</strong>y flew up to<br />

sit on his back so <strong>the</strong>y could have a ride.<br />


<strong>The</strong> fairies stroked Scratchy <strong>the</strong> cat.<br />


<strong>Tiny</strong>, who was quite a naughty <strong>Pixie</strong>, reached up and pulled <strong>the</strong> little<br />

cat’s whiskers hard. In a flash, <strong>the</strong> fairies flew down and chased <strong>the</strong> <strong>Pixie</strong><br />

around <strong>the</strong> table. When <strong>the</strong>y caught him, <strong>the</strong>y boxed his ears until he<br />

said he was sorry.<br />

<strong>The</strong> fairies ran over and gave <strong>the</strong> cat ano<strong>the</strong>r kiss <strong>the</strong>n grabbed <strong>the</strong><br />

pixie and disappeared leaving a cloud <strong>of</strong> golden pink and blue and a<br />

very puzzled cat.<br />

<strong>The</strong> two girls rushed into <strong>the</strong> house. Abigail picked Scratchy up.<br />

Georgia rushed to <strong>the</strong> table, but all that she found were three golden<br />

oak leaves and three empty acorns.<br />

Just <strong>the</strong>n mum called <strong>the</strong>m in for tea. She took one look at <strong>the</strong>ir bright,<br />

happy faces and laughed.<br />


“Let me guess. <strong>The</strong> fairies have been visiting again.”<br />

“Yes, <strong>the</strong>y have,” <strong>the</strong> girls shouted toge<strong>the</strong>r.<br />

“<strong>The</strong> fairies had a ride on Scratchy,” said Abigail hugging him tight.<br />

“<strong>The</strong>y had a party in <strong>the</strong> playhouse,” added Georgia.<br />

“Well, wash your hands and you can tell me all about it while we have<br />

tea,” smiled <strong>the</strong>ir mum.<br />

THE END<br />


<strong>The</strong> Flowers<br />

Early one summer evening Georgia had put her pyjamas on and was<br />

looking for her o<strong>the</strong>r slipper. No matter how hard she looked, she could<br />

not find it. She went to have a look in her sister’s bedroom.<br />

“Abigail, have you seen my slipper?” she asked.<br />

“Mm, I think it is by my chair, <strong>the</strong> one next to <strong>the</strong> window.” Abigail’s<br />

voice was muffled because she was under her bed looking for her<br />

slippers as well.<br />

As Georgia picked up <strong>the</strong> slipper, she glanced out <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> window.<br />


“Oh no!” she said in a shocked voice.<br />

Abigail came over to <strong>the</strong> window and also looked out. It was still light<br />

on <strong>the</strong> summer evening and in <strong>the</strong> garden she could clearly see <strong>Tiny</strong><br />

<strong>the</strong> <strong>Pixie</strong> pulling all <strong>the</strong> heads <strong>of</strong>f mum’s flowers. He was really making<br />

quite a mess.<br />

Suddenly five golden swirls <strong>of</strong> light settled in a circle around <strong>the</strong> <strong>Pixie</strong><br />

and slowly changed into five fairies. Georgia and Abigail whispered to<br />

one ano<strong>the</strong>r in excitement, sure that <strong>the</strong> fairies would be able to make<br />

everything right again.<br />

One fairy, who seemed to be <strong>the</strong> leader, was shaking her finger at <strong>the</strong><br />

<strong>Pixie</strong> and she looked very cross as <strong>Tiny</strong> stood with his arms folded and<br />

pulled a grumpy face. <strong>The</strong> fairy <strong>the</strong>n tweaked his nose and boxed his<br />


ears. <strong>The</strong>y took him over to <strong>the</strong> flower heads which were lying on <strong>the</strong><br />

ground and pointed to <strong>the</strong>m. <strong>The</strong> pixie nodded his head and<br />

understood what he had to do.<br />

One by one, puffing and panting, he lifted <strong>the</strong> flowers back onto <strong>the</strong>ir<br />

stalks and held <strong>the</strong>m <strong>the</strong>re until <strong>the</strong> fairy had touched <strong>the</strong>m with her<br />

wand and applied fairy glue.<br />


<strong>Tiny</strong> had to mend all <strong>the</strong> flowers<br />


It took him quite a long time and when he was finished, he was so tired<br />

that he had to sit down. Just <strong>the</strong>n a moonbeam came down and<br />

whispered something in <strong>the</strong> pink fairy’s ear. In a flash, all <strong>the</strong> fairy folk<br />

were gone and only a ring <strong>of</strong> gold with a flash <strong>of</strong> green in <strong>the</strong> middle<br />

remained.<br />

<strong>The</strong> next morning, while Georgia and Abigail were looking for <strong>the</strong>ir<br />

blue book bags to take to school, mum went out into <strong>the</strong> garden to hang<br />

out <strong>the</strong> tea towels to dry. <strong>The</strong> two girls went running out to tell mum<br />

that <strong>the</strong>y were ready to go to school when <strong>the</strong>y saw her looking at <strong>the</strong><br />

flowers with a puzzled look on her face.<br />

“What's <strong>the</strong> matter, mum?” questioned Abigail.<br />


“Well,” replied mum, “I was just looking at <strong>the</strong> flowers and something<br />

is not quite right. <strong>The</strong>y are wonky and are quite odd shapes.”<br />

Georgia started to explain to her mum what had happened <strong>the</strong> night<br />

before with <strong>the</strong> fairies and <strong>the</strong> naughty <strong>Pixie</strong>. Before she could start<br />

telling <strong>the</strong> story her mum smiled and gave <strong>the</strong> girls school <strong>the</strong>ir coats to<br />

put on. <strong>The</strong> grabbed <strong>the</strong>ir book bags and lunchboxes and headed out<br />

<strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> door.<br />

“Now,” <strong>the</strong>ir mo<strong>the</strong>r said as she walked down <strong>the</strong> road with <strong>the</strong><br />

children, “tell me all about <strong>the</strong> fairies adventures last night.”<br />

THE END<br />


<strong>The</strong> Duck pond<br />

Abigail and Georgia went to stay with <strong>the</strong>ir cousin Molly in <strong>the</strong> country.<br />

<strong>The</strong>y had to share a bedroom with two little bunk beds in. <strong>The</strong>y were<br />

really excited as this was <strong>the</strong> first time <strong>the</strong>y had come to Molly's new<br />

house. Georgia hopped from one foot to <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r eager to explore.<br />

“Hurry up Abigail,” she called impatiently, “Auntie Karen said that we<br />

could have a look at <strong>the</strong> garden before we have tea.’<br />

Very soon <strong>the</strong> two girls were cluttering noisily down <strong>the</strong> stairs, heading<br />

for <strong>the</strong> garden. It was very overgrown and <strong>the</strong>refore held <strong>the</strong> promise<br />

<strong>of</strong> lots <strong>of</strong> hiding places to play in. When <strong>the</strong>y reached <strong>the</strong> bottom <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

garden, <strong>the</strong>y looked over <strong>the</strong> wall. <strong>The</strong>re <strong>the</strong>y saw <strong>the</strong> duck pond that<br />


Uncle Peter had told <strong>the</strong>m about. It was in a farmer's field at <strong>the</strong> bottom<br />

<strong>of</strong> a valley. <strong>The</strong>y were surprised to see <strong>the</strong> ducks swimming in a circle.<br />

“That's a funny way for <strong>the</strong>m swim, just going round and round?”<br />

Georgia whispered to Abigail, “do you think <strong>the</strong>y'll get dizzy?”<br />

Georgia pointed in amazement at a duck with <strong>the</strong> pink tail. Both girls<br />

gasped as <strong>the</strong>y saw <strong>Tiny</strong>, <strong>the</strong> naughty pixie. He had tied <strong>the</strong> ducks<br />

toge<strong>the</strong>r, one behind <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r, in a long line and was riding on <strong>the</strong> first<br />

one.<br />


<strong>Tiny</strong> was riding <strong>the</strong> ducks.<br />


Abigail asked Georgia if she thought he would stop if <strong>the</strong>y clapped <strong>the</strong>ir<br />

hands and shouted loudly. Before Georgia could say anything <strong>the</strong>re was<br />

a golden blue flash <strong>of</strong> light over <strong>the</strong> pond. <strong>The</strong> fairies had come to <strong>the</strong><br />

rescue.<br />

<strong>The</strong> two girls watched as <strong>the</strong> pink fairy shook her finger at <strong>the</strong> <strong>Pixie</strong>.<br />

<strong>The</strong>n <strong>the</strong> blue fairy pointed her wand at him, and a streak <strong>of</strong> blue light<br />

flew out and danced all around <strong>the</strong> ducks and <strong>the</strong> <strong>Pixie</strong>.<br />

First <strong>the</strong> string tying all <strong>the</strong> ducks toge<strong>the</strong>r disappeared, <strong>the</strong>n <strong>the</strong> <strong>Pixie</strong><br />

changed into a big green frog and fell with a loud splash into <strong>the</strong> muddy<br />

water. He tried to shout but all that could be heard was a croak.<br />

<strong>The</strong> fairies laughed so much, as <strong>the</strong>y sat on <strong>the</strong> side <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> bridge over<br />

<strong>the</strong> stream, <strong>the</strong>y nearly fell into <strong>the</strong> water <strong>the</strong>mselves.<br />


<strong>The</strong> ducks floated over to see what was happening, but as soon as <strong>Tiny</strong><br />

<strong>the</strong> pixie saw <strong>the</strong> line <strong>of</strong> ducks heading for him, he started to swim for<br />

<strong>the</strong> riverbank as fast as he could. <strong>The</strong> leading duck was bending over<br />

to peck him when he did an enormous frog leap and landed safely on<br />

<strong>the</strong> grass.<br />

<strong>The</strong> fairy magic wore <strong>of</strong>f and he returned to his normal self, dripping<br />

wet and covered in pondweed. <strong>The</strong> fairies took hold <strong>of</strong> his ears and<br />

swish <strong>the</strong>y had disappeared leaving <strong>the</strong> ducks staring at a shower <strong>of</strong> gold<br />

and blue twinkling lights.<br />

Georgia and Abigail dashed back up <strong>the</strong> garden shouting, “Mum,<br />

Auntie Karen, guess what has just happened?”<br />

THE END<br />


Hooray! Your file is uploaded and ready to be published.

Saved successfully!

Ooh no, something went wrong!