Mother Goose with her five Children.

The Day is very warm with hardly a cloud in the sky, in Fairyland all is as it usually is the fairies are busy painting colours onto all of the new flowers, trees and bushes. The old fox is making his daily rounds to see if there was anything to eat. The mother deer with her young slowly moved through the woods stopping here and there to eat fresh young grass and leaves from some of the different bushes. As I say a normal day for Fairyland suddenly the fairies became aware that something was different, something out of the ordinary. All stopped what they were doing and gazed around, there was nothing out of the ordinary to be seen.

From behind a tree waddled a Mother Goose with five of her children this was indeed something new for the fairies. Geese as everyone knows either live on farms or live wild in the freedom of nature. Excitedly the fairies spoke to one another, for a while one could hardly hear what the fairies were saying. The mother goose let out a cackle of sound. This caused the fairies to stop talking and one of the older fairies went to the goose. The goose had no fear and softly began to cackle again.

The fairies did not understand this goose although they had, had many encounters with geese and understood the speech or language that geese use. One of the smaller fairies called out “Let us call Her Majesty she will understand what language this goose speaks perhaps it is from a country that we do not know” One of the fairies waved her magic wand and a very good meal was placed before the five young geese or perhaps I should say Goslings. The goslings ate their fill of the good food and their mother was given a large plate of food for herself, she too was very hungry.

The Fairy Queen Feeanna appeared dressed in a most beautiful robe of pale green. Flowers had been embroidered into the robe and Her Majesty looked very beautiful. “Why have you called me away from my duties”, she asked? Before the fairies could say anything the Mother Goose burst out with a very loud cackle. Her Majesty waved her magic wand that she took from the sleeve of her robe. Many coloured sparks shot from the end of the magic wand and settled over the Goose Mother. Now all of the fairies could hear and understand what she, the goose mother was saying.

I am really a poor woman and live with my five children in Ashford in Kent. One day the Witch Ulangara came to my house and told me that I was to bring a loaf of bread and a bottle of milk to her house. I am a very poor woman and can hardly feed my children. I could never give the Witch Ulangara a loaf of bread and a bottle of milk every day. I told the witch that I could not help her and she spoke in a strange language and threw some white powder over my children and me. We all turned into Geese. If I had been on my own I would have flown here to Fairyland but with my five Goslings we have had to walk from Ashford to Dartford Heath or Fairyland to ask for help.

Her Majesty looked long at the family of Geese then she smiled and waved her magic wand once again. The Geese turned back into a human Mother with her five children three girls and two boys. The Mother looked at her children all were dressed in new clothes. Looking down at herself the Mother saw that she too had new clothes. What is more her pockets were heavy with gold pieces. The children also had pockets filled with gold. Smiling again Her Majesty waved yet once again Her magic wand. The Woman and her five children were transported back to their home in Ashford.

In the Woman’s back garden was a goose. On seeing the goose the Woman said to her children. Now we have a goose I will always be able to make us a meal. On hearing these words the Goose let out a loud cackle. The cackle sounded very much the voice of the Witch Ulangara. I am still wondering why Her Majesty smiled as she turned the Mother goose and her five children back into humans. Did she turn Ulangara into a goose as punishment for using magic to enrich herself?

Catching Butterflies.

Many years ago man that collected butterflies walked through Fairyland. The man could not see very well and often mistook small birds for butterflies. Fortunately the birds managed to fly way as he tried to place his what he thought were butterflies in his collecting box. One day he became very excited as he saw what he thought was most beautiful butterfly, unfortunately he captured a fairy and managed to put her in his box. The fairy dropped her magic wand and could not free herself by magic.

The man hurried off to his house where he had hundreds of different butterflies all held in place by pins in glass covered square flat boxes. He could hardly wait to pin this new butterfly that was so big. The man used a liquid that we call chloroform to put the butterflies to sleep before fixed them in the boxes that lined the walls of his study.

Taking his bottle of chloroform in his hands he unscrewed the cap to put a few drops in his collecting box where the fairy unhappily wondered what was going to happen next. The butterfly collector poured through a small opening in the lid of his collecting box to put the butterfly to sleep. Covering the opening so that none of the chloroform could escape into the air he waited a few moments and opened the box. The poor fairy was not put to sleep by his chloroform and as the box opened she flew to an open window and escaped.

Back home in Fairyland she warned all of the other fairies to be careful when the man with his butterfly net walked through Fairyland. Two days later the butterfly collector walked again through Fairyland hoping to catch another big butterfly, perhaps the same one that he caught in his net the day before. The man’s luck was in he caught another fairy who had been warned by the first fairy to be caught and on his way back from Fairyland to his house. The man was so excited that he did not look where he was going and fell over a large root from one of the old oak trees.

His collecting box burst open and the captive fairy flew away as quickly as she could. A week later the butterfly collector he was once again on his way to catch one of these large butterflies in Fairyland. The fairies now followed him and warned all that were in sight of the butterfly collector. One of the fairies went to the Fairy Queen, Queen Feeanna and told her of the problems that they were having with this human that chased them with a big net.

Fairy Queen Feeanna went herself to see this man, she soon realised that the man could not see properly and was mistaking the fairies for butterflies. Taking her magic wand from the sleeve of her very pretty robe Her Majesty waved her wand and spoke a few words in the old fairy language. A stream of wonderfully coloured sparks covered the man’s head for a few seconds. The butterfly collector not knowing what had happened to him pulled off his thick eyeglasses and called out “I can see, I can see. Happily he went back to his home, he was surprised he could now read the finest print in the Daily Paper and saw his collection of butterflies on the walls, he could now see these clearly. Now whenever he went into Fairyland he saw butterflies and never bothered a fairy again.

Stray Puppy.

John’s Dad brought home a young Fox Terrier it was the boy’s birthday and Dad had a few words with John’s Mum. Both agreed it would be a good thing for the boy to learn early in life to be responsible for an animal. Dad asked among his friends if any of them had puppies at home and would they sell him one for his son. One of Dad’s workmates said, “I have a Fox Terrier bitch she had a litter of puppies six weeks ago. Most of them I have placed in a good home but one puppy dog is still waiting for a home.”

Dad and his workmate agreed for a few shillings the boy could have the dog. The look on John’s face as his Dad came home with the small brown and white Fox Terrier puppy. John’s Mum said you must feed him and take him for walks your Dad will bathe him once a month I do not want any Doggy smells in my house. John agreed with his Mum and promised to look after the dog. All went well for a few weeks. The boy fed and gave water for his puppy to drink and with his Dad he taught the dog to lie down for the Queen, to roll over allowing John to rub his belly.

One day John left the garden gate open as left for school. The puppy which he had named Wag because the puppy wagged its tale as soon as he saw John. For the first few weeks Mum even allowed the puppy to sleep on the floor next to John’s bed. Later when he gets older he will sleep in the kitchen. This pleased John very much and he was happy to have his puppy sleeping in his bedroom.

 John came home from school and found his Mum on the road calling out Wag’s name. Wag she called again and again but the puppy was nowhere to be seen. John changed his school clothes and after eating his teatime meal went out to look for Wag, John looked everywhere. He knew all of the roads around his house but he could not find Wag. The only other place was the woods but John’s Mum had told him that he was never to go into the woods on his own. John told himself it would not matter if I go into the woods just this once to look for my puppy Wag.

John did not have to look far there was Wag enjoying the small pieces of meat that the Fairies were giving him. Overjoyed at seeing that Wag was all right he called out, “ Wag, here boy, good dog come to Johnny.” Wag on hearing John’s voice, wagged his tail; one of the Fairies thought that its tail would fall off if he waved it much more. Wag sprang up into John’s arms and licked his face. Many of the fairies were disappointed at the thought that wag would go home with the boy.

Her Majesty Queen Feeanna had been watching the Fairies making sure that they did not over feed the puppy. John waved goodbye to the Fairies the Puppy Wag safely tucked under his arm he made his way home. Queen Feeanna waved her magic wand and John and Wag forgot all about the fairies and Fairland. On his arrival back home not only his Mum but also his Dad were standing by the front gate waiting for him. Dad said, “You found him then where was he.” Jonny replied he sprang into my arms in one of the roads somewhere at the back of the house. John was not telling fibs he really thought that Wag was in one of the streets and had found him. It was just as well for both John’s Mum and Dad did not believe in Fairies

Ghost Fairies.

As usual the pixies are up to their old tricks again. This time they are frightening the very young fairies. Wrapping themselves in white sheets they flew from one young fairies home to the other making a terrible noise. Wailing and groaning they went from house to house calling out in high-pitched voices, “ We are those that have gone on before.” None of the fairies knew what the pixies were talking about and this stupid game went on for a whole week. The fairies were not paying attention at school and soon one of the fairy teachers heard all about the pranks of the pixies.

The teachers got together and discussed the pixies and why they always interfered with things that they knew very little about. We must teach those pixies a lesson that they won’t forget in a hurry. Plans were made not very good plans until one of the elder teachers said,  “Let us pay those pixies back with their own silly tricks.” It was agreed the teachers would wait a week or more until the pixies had forgotten about their stupid prank played on the young fairies.

Using magic the teachers dressed themselves in long flowing nightgowns each had a long grey wig on her head and with magic they altered the tone of their voices. On command they flew off together over the pixies houses. With their voices they wailed, “Who has dared to disturb our long well deserved rest. Who must we punish? It is a dangerous thing to do to disturb the rest of those that have served so well” The pixies lay in their beds frightened for now they really thought that they had disturbed the rest of those long service beings that had gone on before. The teachers, just to make sure that the lesson had been learned flew three nights running; the pixies were desperate.

At school the following week one of the fairy children heard two of the teachers speaking about the punishment that they had given to the awful pixies. The fairy soon told all of her friends about what she had heard. The young fairies decided to punish the Pixies in their own way. Two or three days after the Teachers had visited the pixies the fairies decided to get even with the pixies. Soon two fairies were standing next to the pixies homes.

One gave a low whistle and fifty magic wands pointed to the ground outside the pixies homes flashes of magic sparks lit up the night sky. Bush after bush appeared blocking the pixies home soon each home was blocked completely it would not be possible to open a door into the outside world. High growing bushes darkened each window. The fairies all went back to their own homes and waited till daylight.

The next day not a pixie was to be seen. An Owl reported the fact that not a pixie was to be seen to Her Majesty Queen Feeanna. Her Majesty flew to the part of Fairyland where the pixies live. On seeing the thick growth of bushes Her Majesty knew that magic had been used. Calling the fairies together she asked who had used magic to block the pixies homes. None of the working fairies could help Her Majesty. Smiling to herself she went to the fairy school.

Sitting at their small desks the fairy boys and girls looked so innocent that Her Majesty thought to herself it could not have been the fairy children that had used magic to make the bushes grow so thick around the pixies homes. Smiling she asked the fairies what they were learning at the moment. One little girl excitedly said,  “ We are learning how to make bushes grow.” On Hearing these words all of the fairies burst in peels of laughter. Then one of the fairies told Her Majesty about the tricks the pixies had played upon them and of how they got their own back on the pixies. Her Majesty waved her magic wand and all of the bushes disappeared. The pixies were now free. The teacher of the class then told Her Majesty about their own little escapade and of how they had frightened the pixies in the hope that they would behave themselves in the future. On hearing this, Her Majesty decided that the pixies had been punished enough and for a while there was peace between the fairies and the pixies.

Snake song.

In fairyland there are no snakes all have been done away with by the fairies using fairy magic. Fairies know all about snakes many of which are harmless but there are snakes that have poison in their teeth. Others wrap themselves around their prey and squeeze them to death. Snakes are many coloured with wonderful patterns on their skins. Most snakes hiss when they are disturbed it is one way of warning any thing that gets too close. In America they have a snake that has a form of rattle on the end of its tail; these snakes are called rattlesnakes.

I can hear you asking why is he telling us about snakes? It is quite simple there lived a grumpy old wizard whose name was Mangolatoad. Mangolatoad with his grumpy voice was always annoying people. He would pass by a farm where no one had done him any harm and place a spell on the cows that were peacefully eating grass. This spell caused the cows to stop giving milk. This did not bother the grumpy old wizard he laughed and went on his way.

Another time as he was passing an infants school he cast another spell. This spell caused all of the children to cry. No one could stop them crying and their teachers had to send the children home. On another occasion as he was walking through the woods an owl opened its beak and let out a loud toowhit toowho noise. The grumpy old wizard Mangolatoad cast yet another spell and the poor owl was soon without feathers.

The owl hopped his way from tree to tree until he reached the home of the Fairy Queen. Queen Feeanna listened carefully to the owl’s story and decided to punish the grumpy old wizard Mangolatoad. With a wave of her magic wand the owl soon had new fresh feathers and was able to fly back to its favourite tree. Mangolatoad felt terrible it was as if he was carrying a huge stone on his bent shoulders. This punishment lasted a whole week.

Mangolatoad realised that it was the Fairy Queen Feeanna that had placed the heavy stone weight on his shoulders and decided to get revenge. Dressing himself in ordinary clothes with a cap on his head he walked back to Fairyland in his pockets he carried two snakes. He knew that snakes were banned in Fairyland and he let the two snakes out on to the ground. Snakes are warned by a signal if they crawl too near Fairyland and they turn around and go back the way they had come.

The two snakes that Mangolatoad had carried in his pockets stood or should I say danced on the end of their tails. From their mouths came a singing sound not the usual hissing but as if they were going to break into song any minute. This behaviour brought many fairies to watch what was happening. None of the fairies had seen a snake before just pictures that they were shown in their school days. The fairies kept their distance from the snakes many flew to a tree and watched the snakes from a good strong branch of an oak tree.

The singing noise the snakes made was heard a long distance away. Mangolatoad laughed and laughed, that he thought would teach the Fairy Queen not to mess with a powerful wizard. In the meantime Her Majesty heard the singing noise that the snakes were making and flew to the spot where they were dancing. Queen Feeanna waved her hand and the snakes stopped their singing. Speaking in the snake language, which sounded as if Her Majesty was hissing like a snake she asked the two snakes who was it that had brought them into Fairyland. On hearing from the two snakes that it was Mangolatoad., Her Majesty took her magic wand from her  dress she waved the wand a stream of sparks shot off in the direction of Mangolatoad. Mangolatoad turned into fifty small snakes. Later Her Majesty told me that Mangolatoad would remain as he is for one hundred years. Life as fifty snakes would teach him patience and turn him on to better life than his old grumpy life was.

Tivon’s Fairy Friend.

Tivon had a secret, when asked what the secret was, he always smiled nodded his head and said, My little secret is not for anyone’s ear so please do not ask me again for I will never tell anyone what my secret is. The school children in Tivon’s class told each other that Tivon was not quite right in his head and began to ignore Tivon. Tivon did not seem to mind that hardly anyone spoke to him. No one wanted to come to his birthday parties or come over to his home and perhaps stay the night. Tivon’s Teacher had spoken to Tivon’s Mum and Dad but Mum and Dad did not appear to be worried in fact they told Tivon’s Teacher that Tivon at home was always cheerful, he loved nature and as far as they were concerned everything was in order.

One Saturday Tivon went off as he always did to the woods at the end of his street. Whenever he did not have to do any schoolwork at home he went into the woods. One of Tivon’s schoolmates secretly followed Tivon into the woods. The schoolmate was determined to find out what Tivon’s secret was. Quietly, hiding behind trees or bushes he followed Tivon. Tivon knew exactly where he was going and soon came to a fresh Fairy Circle. Two-dozen toadstools in a ring in the middle of the ring two larger toadstools Tivon sat on one of the toadstools and seemed to be waiting for someone.

Tivon’s schoolmate wondered why Tivon sat in the middle of a Fairy Circle everyone knows that fairy circles are dangerous places to enter. Suddenly a bright blue light and sitting on the other toadstool was a being with silvery wings the wings were so fine that one could see through them. The boy that had followed Tivon thought he now knew Tivon’s secret. Tivon was in the hands of a Fairy, What should he do? Could he in any way help Tivon? The boy quietly turned and went out of the forest leaving Tivon with his Fairy friend. Back home he switched on his computer and looked up in a search engine, Fairies.

The boy read all kinds of facts about Fairies; one should avoid the Fairies. One should never dance with Fairies. He read about carrying a piece of iron and a half a magnet in one’s pocket all kinds of things but nothing that could help Tivon. The boy could hardly wait for Monday to come when he could tell all of his friends about Tivon and the Fairies. Perhaps his schoolmates could help him.

Tivon learned many things from his fairy friend. He knew the names of most of the trees and bushes. Wild flowers had no secrets from Tivon and Tivon knew where the best blackberries and wild strawberries were to be found. His Fairy friend showed him all the types of mushrooms that one could eat. Tivon had often eaten Fairy Cakes with his Fairy Friend wild honey was no secret for Tivon and he had often played with the fairies fairy games. Fairy Games are much like the games that Human Children play. Hide and seek, conkers and many others.

On the Monday the school children knew all about Tivon’s Fairy, not much work was done as all of the children were thinking about Tivon and his Fairy Friend. The elder children said there were no such things as Fairies. Mushrooms and toadstools were products of nature and could appear over night if the weather was right. Warm rainy nights and mushrooms and toadstools will push straight out of the ground. There were no such things as Fairies.

Tivon still sat at his desk and did the work that his teacher gave him and the other children to do. He still smiled and did not worry that all of the children now knew about his friendship with the fairies. Tivon Believed in Fairies and nothing or no one could tell him that there are no such things as Fairies. Tivon is now an elderly man and still goes into the woods, He does not play Fairy Games any more but sits and listens to the things the Fairies tell him about. He knows hundreds of stories that the Fairies have told him over the years. He still has that smile and a twinkle in his eye whenever he tells about his secret. No I am not Tivon. My Fairy Tales are from my imagination; I have believed in Fairies from the age of five and can picture all of the little stories of the Fairies and the wild animals in the woods and forests of this world.

Mother Nature.

On the continent that we call Africa there is a huge desert called the Sahara. Very little grows in this huge desert, here and there one finds an Oasis. Oases are really a small area with fruit trees. Underground there is water, which comes to the surface causing a spring of water to bubble up to the ground. It is this spring water that allows trees to grow in this very hot climate. The People that live here in the desert are called Arabs.

Mother Nature flew around the world looking at the vast waste spaces such as the Gobi Desert; in fact she visited all of the World’s Deserts. This visiting of the deserts took place many thousands of years ago, it was mother nature that caused the bubbling springs of water to come to the surface. The desert Arabs traded with the Arabs that lived in the coastal regions such as Morocco, Tunisia, Algeria, and Libya right down to Egypt. Date palms grow in the so-called coastal regions, as do many other fruits.

Arabs use Camels for long journeys, Camels can go a few days without drinking water the hump on their backs is a food reservoir and they live in between feeds and drinks from these humps. When many Camels carrying things to trade or sell go on a journey we call this a caravan. One of these caravans was carrying dates from the coastal regions to the Arabs living in the Sahara. One of the Arab children collected all the Date stones that were left after eating the fruit and took them out to the ground. The child used the date stones to make up a game that it could play with the other children living in the Oasis.

The child hid the date stones by burying them in the earth near the little stream of water that came from the spring. Most of the date stones were not found and soon the children forgot all about them. Each of these date stones produced a Palm Tree that too gave off a harvest of the rich juicy dates that until now had been brought to the Oasis by the caravans from the coastal regions. The same child every time a caravan arrived with dates collected the date stones and hid them too in the ground. Soon the ground of the oasis became filled with date palms.

It was Mother Nature that put the idea into the child’s brain while it was sleeping; it was her way of helping the people living in the desert. In other deserts of the world Mother Nature planted cactus bushes many of which hold water. The people living in these deserts know about the cactus that holds water, In other the roots of certain plants holds water here too the people know where to dig to get at the deserts precious life saving water. Why did Mother Nature go to all of this trouble to help the Humans?

The fairies that came here from a far distant planet way out in space went all over the world looking for places tom live Weather wise the deserts would be ideal it rarely rains and the Fairies would not have to worry about getting their wings wet. With wet wings no fairy can fly so they chose land where trees and bushes grow Europe was Ideal and the Fairies soon spread our all over Europe, Canada, America and everywhere where there was trees and bushes. Under the Himalayan Mountains they found huge underground caves. These cave were turned by magic into forests of fruit trees, Flowers and everywhere one can find Fairy Cottages one prettier than the other. It is to these caves that the Fairies go in winter. They take with them all the butterflies of this world. The entrances to the caves Mother Nature to help the Fairies caused huge avalanches (Land-slides) to block the openings. One can only enter the caves by using magic. This was Mother Natures way of helping the Fairies all those years ago, to show their gratitude the Fairies took over the work of colouring this Earth. This was the fairies way of thanking Mother Nature.

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