The Adventures of Tiny the Pixie

Text copyright ã EAMarshall 2024
Illustrations copyright ã EAMArshall 2024
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ISBN: 979-884-720-0776
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About the author
E.A. Marshall
Eileen is a mother, a grandmother, and a great grandmother. She was born during the second
world war and trained as a nursey nurse. She has lived for all of her life without social media
and has always enjoyed reading books to children. These stories were written for Abigail and
Georgia who are now grown up with their own children.
These stories are a delight which take you back to a time when children played with each other
and outside with the other children in their road. They had make-pretend adventures and not
a single piece of technology was in sight.
So, with a flash of the blue fairy’s wand, take yourself back to a bygone age. Enjoy.
Karen (Eileen’s daughter)
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To my granddaughters Abigail and Georgia
with love
from Nan
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Pixie Adventures
Only Children can see Fairies
Tiny the Pixie’s story
Christmas Eve
The Wendy House
In the Garden
The Duckpond
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Only Children can see Fairies
One day Georgia was woken by a sunbeam shining through her
bedroom window onto the tip of her nose and making it feel warm. She
got out of bed and followed the sunbeam to the window and looked
outside. To her surprise saw two fairies and a pixie.
Very quietly she ran into Abigail’s room, woke her up and whispered
to come and see the fairies playing in the garden.
On tiptoe they crept back into Georgia's room and saw that the two
fairies were sitting on the swing and a large pixie, looking very smart in
a leaf green suit and a pointy hat, was pushing them high up into the
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sky. As the early morning sun shone on the fairy’s wings, they sparkled
with many different colours.
Georgia and Abigail gasped and then clapped their hands over their
mouths in case the fairy visitors heard them. Suddenly the pixie stopped
pushing the swing and ran across to the slide. The two fairies opened
their wings and in a flash of light flew to join the pixie on the big green
slide.
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Abigail and Georgia saw the pixie on the slide.
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Georgia and Abigail could hear their tinkling laughter as they went
faster and faster up and down the slide. Just then the girls saw a large
crow noisily fly into the garden and land on the slide. It pushed the
fairies out of the way. Much to the disappointment of the girls the fairy
folk flew off.
The girls sighed and went down to the front room. They could still hear
some tinkling sounds, so they looked out the window. The fairies and
big pixie were now sliding down the bonnet of the car, flying back up
again and once more sliding down. They were giggling and laughing
and having a lot of fun. The pixie was climbing up the car aerial and
sliding down to land with bump before climbing up.
The two girls then heard the rumble of the milkman's float outside the
house. The fairies must have heard it as well because they joined hands
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with the large pixie and in a flash of silver and gold they disappeared in
a swirl of sunbeams.
Just behind them they heard mum's voice. “What are you two early
birds looking at?”
Abigail explained that they had seen two fairies and Georgia added that
there was also a large pixie in a smart green suit. Mum smiled and told
them that there were a pair of lucky little girls because grown-ups
cannot see fairy folk.
Mum pointed to the door. “Come into the kitchen and have some
breakfast and then you can tell me all about what you saw in the garden
early this morning.”
THE END
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Tiny the Pixie’s story
Once upon a time in fairyland, there lived a Pixie called Tiny. Tiny was
a very tall pixie, and this is the story about how he got that name.
Tiny used to be a very small pixie, much smaller than all the rest of his
Pixie friends. One day his mother sent him into the Pixie village to do
some shopping. The first item on her list was five pints of creamy milk,
so Tiny went to the farmer’s wife and asked for some milk for his
mother.
“Why certainly,” said the kindly lady, “I will just go and milk the cow.
It will be warm milk. Can you come back in a few minutes time?”
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The farmer’s wife smiled at him and went off to the milking parlour to
milk the cow.
Now surrounding the Pixie village was a magic hedge which stopped
any humans coming into the village. That day, a mouse had nibbled a
very small hole in the bottom of the hedge, so Tiny crawled through
while he was waiting to see what was on the other side. He was surprised
to see a huge house full of Humans.
He decided to see what it was like, so he foolishly run across to the front
door that was standing half open and tiptoed into the hallway. He then
noticed another open door, so he peeped through the gap and saw lots
of lovely toys.
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He ran across to the rocking horse to have a ride and he was having a
great time when he heard footsteps outside. He ran quickly to a doll’s
house to hide but, oh dear, he didn’t get there in time. He threw himself
flat on the floor and pretended to be a doll.
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Tiny lay very still next to the toy box.
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A little girl and boy came rushing and pushing into the room and they
stopped have a look at the toys. They saw Tiny outside the doll’s house.
‘This must be the new toy that mummy said she had bought,’ said the
little boy.
Both children rushed across to where he lay. The little girl grabbed his
legs, and the little boy took hold of his arms and started to pull in
different directions.
“Let me have him.’’ “I want to play with him first.” “That's not fair.”
The two children argued.
Suddenly a voice outside the room called out that dinner was ready.
The naughty children dropped the Pixie and run out. Tiny lay still until
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he thought it would be safe to move. When he stood up, he was amazed
to find that he was much taller and much floppier than before. The
children pulled him about so much that they had stretched him to a
bigger size.
He crawled out of the room through the front door and across the lawn
until he reached the hole in the hedge. He had difficulty in getting
through the tiny hole now he was so big.
As soon as he managed to get into the pixie village again, he hobbled
straight to the dairy to collect the milk. When the farmer’s wife saw
him, she looked in astonishment and didn't recognise him. He really
was very floppy now that he had been stretched.
“Oh, you poor pixie,” cried the farmer’s wife.
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She went to a barn where some sheep were being shawn and collected
some soft baby wool. She carefully stuffed the poor pixie so he was no
longer floppy, but she couldn’t mend the stretchiness. From that day
on, Tiny the pixie was the biggest pixie in the village.
THE END
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Christmas Eve
Late one Christmas Eve, Georgia and Abigail were finding it hard to
sleep. Father Christmas was due to come that night and fill the stockings
hanging at the end of their bed, but only if they were fast asleep.
Georgia slipped out of bed and crept into Abigail’s room where she
found her wide wake.
“What should we do?” they asked each other, “Father Christmas won't
come if we are not asleep.”
Before Georgia could answer, they both heard a little tinkling laugh
downstairs. They looked at one another in astonishment and knew that
could only mean one thing, the fairies were in the house. They both
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tiptoed down the stairs and very carefully they looked round the corner.
They saw that the door to the front room was open, and they could see
that the Christmas tree lights were on.
“Oh dear,” said Georgia, ‘Mum must have forgotten to switch the lights
out before she came to bed. We should go and turn them off to save the
electricity.
Suddenly two fairies and a pixie appeared next to the Christmas tree,
and they picked up the presents, shook them, and felt them all over.
They then whispered to one another as if they had guessed what was in
them.
Tiny the Pixie tried to open one of the presents, but the fairies
immediately pulled it away from him and then tweaked his nose. He
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stamped his foot and with a mischievous look on his face, Tiny climbed
the Christmas tree. It swayed and the decorations jiggled up and down.
The pink fairy looked up, shook her finger at him, and told him to come
down immediately. The pixie looked down at her with a worried look
on his face.
“I can't climb down,” he stammered, “I am stuck.”
“Oh dear, you are in trouble now,” said the pink fairy, “Father
Christmas will not visit this house if there is any one up and that
includes us.
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Tiny was stuck up the Christmas tree.
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Tiny started to cry with little tears running down his face. The fairies
looked at each other and felt sorry for him. It was Christmas eve after
all.
“We will bring you down, but you must promise to be good for a whole
week and not play any naughty tricks,” said the blue fairy sternly.
Tiny promised the fairies he would try and be good, but even so he had
a mischievous twinkle in his eye.
The two fairies flew to the top of the tree, took hold of his hands, and
flew down to the floor. They all heard the tinkling sound of bells in the
distance.
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“Father Christmas is coming,” whispered the pink fairy, ‘quick, we
must go.”
With that the three of them disappeared, leaving floating gold
shimmers in the air.
Abigail looked at tree lights which were still on and wondered what to
do. She didn't need to wait long as the pink fairy reappeared, switched
the lights off, and then disappeared into a cloud of pink shimmers.
The girls had also heard the faint tinkling of bells and rushed back
upstairs to bed. They must have got to sleep fairly quickly as when they
awoke the next morning, their Christmas stockings were filled to the
top with presents. Father Christmas had left only a few crumbs of mince
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pie and couple of drops of sherry. The carrots left for the reindeer had
also been chewed.
After a Christmas breakfast, the family went into the front room. Mum
looked at the Christmas tree with a puzzled look on her face.
“I think that all these presents have been moved.”
The girls looked at each other and grinned.
“Ah,” laughed their mother, “let me guess, did we have a visit from the
fairies and pixies last night!”
The children smiled and gave their mum a big Christmas hug.
THE END
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The Wendy house
Early one winter afternoon Abigail and Georgia asked their mum if
they could go out and play in the garden.
“Yes, as long as you keep warm,” their mum said. “Put on your coats,
woolly hats, and warm mittens. I will call you soon as tea is ready.
Their mum smiled as they run down the steps into the garden.
“What should we do first?” asked Georgia.
“Let’s go and see if our Wendy house needs tidying,” replied Abigail.
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Off they went to the bottom of their garden where their new little
playhouse stood. It was warm and cosy with the sunshine brightly
shining on its little polished windows and its painted walls smelt of fresh
wood.
Suddenly, before they could go into the house, they heard the tinkling
laughter of fairies whispering to one another. They silently tiptoed
forward until they could peep in through the window.
Inside the fairies were having a party. There were plates of sandwiches
and little ice cakes arranged on golden oak leaves. Besides each plate
was an acorn filled to the top with something that sparkled. Tiny the
pixie appeared and sung a song about a naughty elf who had eaten too
many blackberries and became so fat he had to roll home. The fairies
laughed and laughed until they fell off their seats.
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Georgia heard a noise behind her she looked quickly over her shoulder
just in time to see Scratchy the cat leap on to the step of the Wendy
house. He pushed the door open with his head and strolled. The fairies
jumped up and ran across to hug and kiss him and then they flew up to
sit on his back so they could have a ride.
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The fairies stroked Scratchy the cat.
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Tiny, who was quite a naughty Pixie, reached up and pulled the little
cat’s whiskers hard. In a flash, the fairies flew down and chased the Pixie
around the table. When they caught him, they boxed his ears until he
said he was sorry.
The fairies ran over and gave the cat another kiss then grabbed the
pixie and disappeared leaving a cloud of golden pink and blue and a
very puzzled cat.
The two girls rushed into the house. Abigail picked Scratchy up.
Georgia rushed to the table, but all that she found were three golden
oak leaves and three empty acorns.
Just then mum called them in for tea. She took one look at their bright,
happy faces and laughed.
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“Let me guess. The fairies have been visiting again.”
“Yes, they have,” the girls shouted together.
“The fairies had a ride on Scratchy,” said Abigail hugging him tight.
“They had a party in the playhouse,” added Georgia.
“Well, wash your hands and you can tell me all about it while we have
tea,” smiled their mum.
THE END
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The Flowers
Early one summer evening Georgia had put her pyjamas on and was
looking for her other slipper. No matter how hard she looked, she could
not find it. She went to have a look in her sister’s bedroom.
“Abigail, have you seen my slipper?” she asked.
“Mm, I think it is by my chair, the one next to the window.” Abigail’s
voice was muffled because she was under her bed looking for her
slippers as well.
As Georgia picked up the slipper, she glanced out of the window.
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“Oh no!” she said in a shocked voice.
Abigail came over to the window and also looked out. It was still light
on the summer evening and in the garden she could clearly see Tiny
the Pixie pulling all the heads off mum’s flowers. He was really making
quite a mess.
Suddenly five golden swirls of light settled in a circle around the Pixie
and slowly changed into five fairies. Georgia and Abigail whispered to
one another in excitement, sure that the fairies would be able to make
everything right again.
One fairy, who seemed to be the leader, was shaking her finger at the
Pixie and she looked very cross as Tiny stood with his arms folded and
pulled a grumpy face. The fairy then tweaked his nose and boxed his
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ears. They took him over to the flower heads which were lying on the
ground and pointed to them. The pixie nodded his head and
understood what he had to do.
One by one, puffing and panting, he lifted the flowers back onto their
stalks and held them there until the fairy had touched them with her
wand and applied fairy glue.
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Tiny had to mend all the flowers
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It took him quite a long time and when he was finished, he was so tired
that he had to sit down. Just then a moonbeam came down and
whispered something in the pink fairy’s ear. In a flash, all the fairy folk
were gone and only a ring of gold with a flash of green in the middle
remained.
The next morning, while Georgia and Abigail were looking for their
blue book bags to take to school, mum went out into the garden to hang
out the tea towels to dry. The two girls went running out to tell mum
that they were ready to go to school when they saw her looking at the
flowers with a puzzled look on her face.
“What's the matter, mum?” questioned Abigail.
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“Well,” replied mum, “I was just looking at the flowers and something
is not quite right. They are wonky and are quite odd shapes.”
Georgia started to explain to her mum what had happened the night
before with the fairies and the naughty Pixie. Before she could start
telling the story her mum smiled and gave the girls school their coats to
put on. The grabbed their book bags and lunchboxes and headed out
of the door.
“Now,” their mother said as she walked down the road with the
children, “tell me all about the fairies adventures last night.”
THE END
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The Duck pond
Abigail and Georgia went to stay with their cousin Molly in the country.
They had to share a bedroom with two little bunk beds in. They were
really excited as this was the first time they had come to Molly's new
house. Georgia hopped from one foot to the other eager to explore.
“Hurry up Abigail,” she called impatiently, “Auntie Karen said that we
could have a look at the garden before we have tea.’
Very soon the two girls were cluttering noisily down the stairs, heading
for the garden. It was very overgrown and therefore held the promise
of lots of hiding places to play in. When they reached the bottom of the
garden, they looked over the wall. There they saw the duck pond that
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Uncle Peter had told them about. It was in a farmer's field at the bottom
of a valley. They were surprised to see the ducks swimming in a circle.
“That's a funny way for them swim, just going round and round?”
Georgia whispered to Abigail, “do you think they'll get dizzy?”
Georgia pointed in amazement at a duck with the pink tail. Both girls
gasped as they saw Tiny, the naughty pixie. He had tied the ducks
together, one behind the other, in a long line and was riding on the first
one.
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Tiny was riding the ducks.
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Abigail asked Georgia if she thought he would stop if they clapped their
hands and shouted loudly. Before Georgia could say anything there was
a golden blue flash of light over the pond. The fairies had come to the
rescue.
The two girls watched as the pink fairy shook her finger at the Pixie.
Then the blue fairy pointed her wand at him, and a streak of blue light
flew out and danced all around the ducks and the Pixie.
First the string tying all the ducks together disappeared, then the Pixie
changed into a big green frog and fell with a loud splash into the muddy
water. He tried to shout but all that could be heard was a croak.
The fairies laughed so much, as they sat on the side of the bridge over
the stream, they nearly fell into the water themselves.
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The ducks floated over to see what was happening, but as soon as Tiny
the pixie saw the line of ducks heading for him, he started to swim for
the riverbank as fast as he could. The leading duck was bending over
to peck him when he did an enormous frog leap and landed safely on
the grass.
The fairy magic wore off and he returned to his normal self, dripping
wet and covered in pondweed. The fairies took hold of his ears and
swish they had disappeared leaving the ducks staring at a shower of gold
and blue twinkling lights.
Georgia and Abigail dashed back up the garden shouting, “Mum,
Auntie Karen, guess what has just happened?”
THE END
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