Flora and the Flower
Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Flora who went to a
birthday party. She had a great time as she played games, sang songs and
had some birthday cake. Every guest got to take home a balloon, and she was
so excited to tell her special friend about the party.
When she got home, she ran to the backyard, for underneath the red berries
of a hawthorne bush was a tiny house with a tiny red door where her friend,
Flora tapped on the door with one finger until the door opened. Flower's
hair was sort of messy as she yawned and stretched.
"Hello Flora," she said, "I was taking a little afternoon nap. What's
"It's my balloon, I got it at a birthday party." Flora then told her all
about the party and the cake and the presents. "And that is how I got this
balloon. Isn't it wonderful?"
"Yes, it is nice. But for it to be truly wonderful, it would have to be a
lot bigger, don't you think?"
Flora was surprised and said, "It's bigger than you!" But then Flora
realized what her friend was hinting at. "Can you make it bigger?"
Her little friend winked, "I can certainly try. Let me fetch my wand." With
a click flick of the wand the balloon started to grow. It got bigger and
bigger and bigger!
The balloon then started to rise into the air tugging at Flora's arm.
"Don't let it go, Flora!" the little fairy said as the balloon started to
lift the little girl off the ground. Flora started to go higher and higher
and higher! Soon she was higher than the bushes and then she was higher
than the house and then she was higher than the trees.
She started to giggle as she looked down at her house that now looked like
the dollhouse in her room. The cars looked like toys too. And the people
looked like little bugs.
"Now this is wonderful!" she shouted back down to her friend who was now
to small to be seen. She started to wonder how she was going to get back
down when a large black raven flew by. He thought that the balloon was the
largest, floating apple he had ever seen and tried to take a bite.
"Oh please, don't bite my ba…" but it was too late. POP! The balloon
burst and Flora started to fall… down, down, down. But the balloon
string, which she still hung on to, got caught in the branches of a birch
She bounced up and down (which was quite fun) and then dangled there for
a few minutes wondering how she was going to get down
when the raven flew over and landed on a branch.
"I'm tewa'bee saw'wy 'bout bweakin' you bawwoon, I tawt it was an appoo."
"That's ok. But how am I going to get down from here?" she asked.
"Easy. Cwimb on," he replied. So Flora grabbed hold of a branch and climbed
onto the back of the raven. The raven spread his wings and jumped off the
branch and started to fly.
"Wow," she thought, "I've flown twice today!" The raven flew down to the
ground and let her get off. "Thanks for the ride, Mr. Raven," she called up
after him as he took off looking for more normal-sized fruit.
"Looks like Flower went back inside to finish her nap," she said as she
skipped inside her house to tell her Daddy all about her wonderful day.
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