Saturday, 31 July 2010

The Water-Wrinkle Fairies

Water Wrinkle Mermaid Fairy

Originally written on July 10th, 2010

by Isabella, 4 years old

There once was a little girl named Rosie who loved to take baths. She always took long baths and played with bath toys. She also loved bubble baths and liked having lots of soapy bubbles in the water. Sometimes she laid down in the bath and pretended she was a mermaid floating in the ocean.

The only problem with taking long baths was that, by the time she got out of the bath, the skin on her fingers would wrinkle up and look like skin-colored prunes. Rosie decided to find out why this happened. She came up with a plan.

The next time she took a long bath, Rosie only to pretended to be playing. She also didn’t put any bubbles in the bath. She kept her eyes looking at her fingers the whole time. After she had been in the bath for a while, she saw lots of little sparkles in one part of the water. Soon the sparkles turned into a tiny little mermaid!

The mermaid had fairy wings and she swam over to Rosie’s fingers. She had a magic seashell and used it to spray magic water at Rosie’s fingers. Everywhere that the magic water hit Rosie’s fingers, the skin would wrinkle up.

Rosie reached down into the water and picked up the mermaid fairy. At first, the mermaid fairy was frightened, but Rosie told her not to be afraid. Rosie learned that the tiny mermaid’s name was Flower. Flower explained that she and others like her were Water-Wrinkle Fairies. She told Rosie that she was sorry for causing the wrinkles on her fingers, but it never lasted and it was something that water-wrinkle fairies always did. Flower explained that she and other mermaid fairies thought it was very funny to do and it made them happy.

Rosie decided that, since it never lasted long, she didn’t mind having pruned fingers. It was a small price to pay to make the pretty water-wrinkle fairies happy.

Saturday, 10 July 2010

The Plum Fairy

The Plum Fairy
by Isabella Fyfe, age 4

There was once a little fairy who took care of the plums that grew in a forest path next to a park. She helped the plums to grow, because she was a Plum Fairy and that is what Plum Fairies do. She only needed plums to feed her fairy friends and herself, so she only grew very tiny plums in the plum trees.

One day, a group of children wandered from the park and into the forest. The Plum Fairy hid behind some leaves on one of her plum trees and watched them. She thought they looked hungry.

The children picked a few plums, but the plums were so small that the children remained hungry. When the children left, the Plum Fairy felt sad for them and wished she had grown larger plums so that the children could have eaten enough to be filled up.

From that day onwards, she started growing larger plums. She still grew some small plums for her fairy friends and family, but she also grew large plums for whenever humans came onto the forest path, so that no one would ever have to go hungry in her forest.

Sunday, 13 June 2010

The Tangle Fairies


by Isabella, 3 years old

A little girl named Bella had long blonde hair, and her mommy brushed her hair every night before bed. Bella still woke up every morning with lots of tangles in her hair. It hurt to have the tangles brushed out. Bella decided to find out why her hair would get so tangled every night.

She went to bed that night but only pretended to be sleeping. Soon, she felt something tugging on her hair, so she grabbed her hand to that part of her hair. She felt something in her hand and then heard something say, “Ouch!” She looked at what she had grabbed. A tiny fairy sat in her hand. The little fairy had blue wings, was sparkly and had messy hair.

“Why are you tangling up my hair every night?” she asked the tiny fairy.

The fairy said, “Because I’m a Tangle Fairy!”

Bella could see that the Tangle Fairy was a very naughty fairy. Bella put the Tangle Fairy in her purse so that it couldn’t tangle her hair anymore. But the next morning, her hair was tangled again. Again, she set a trap. Again, she caught a Tangle Fairy. Soon, she had lots of Tangle Fairies in her purse.

She felt bad for the Tangle Fairies being trapped in her purse, so she let them all go and her mommy kept having to brush the tangles out of her hair every morning.