The Fairy and the Stories
Once upon a time, there was a little girl whose aunt gave her a present of
some sunglasses. But these were special sunglasses, for instead of keeping
the light out, it let the light in, and allowed her to see things that
One day the little girl put on her sunglasses and went outside in her
garden to look at the flowers and the butterflies. But now with her
sunglasses on, the butterflies weren't butterflies at all, but little tiny
She went over to one little fairy with white wings and said, "Good
afternoon, little fairy!" But the fairy looked crossed and flew away.
"Perhaps the fairy didn't like being called little," she thought to
She then found another little fairy with yellow and black wings and said,
"Hello, would you like to play with me?" But the fairy turned up his nose
and flew away. "Of course he didn't want to play with me," she thought to
herself, "I'm much too big. Now what would a fairy like?"
Then she got an idea, so that when she saw a little fairy with purple
wings, she called out, "Hello, pretty fairy, would you like to hear a
The tiny fairy thought for a second and said in a high voice, "OK, but it
better be a good one, for I'm kind of busy right now."
So the little girl sat down next to the flower that the fairy was sitting
on and told the purple butterfly… er, I mean, fairy, the story of the
Three Pigs. When she was done the tiny fairy said, "Oh, I've heard that
story before, I'll come back tomorrow and you can try again," and with that
she flew away.
The next day, the little girl put on her sunglasses and went back into the
garden. She looked at some lady bugs for a while until she saw the
purple-winged fairy and she called out, "Hello, pretty fairy, would you
like to hear another story?"
This time, the little girl told the fairy the story of the Three Bears, but
when she was done, the fairy said, "That wasn't very interesting. I'll come
back tomorrow and you can try one more time to tell me a good story," and
with that, she flew away.
So the little girl thought and thought. She even asked her dad for a story
that the fairy would like, and he told her a couple that might work. So the
next day, the little girl put her sunglasses on and went into the garden to
wait for the purple-winged fairy.
When she saw her, she told her a new story about the [Three Little
Ponies]1, and when she was done, the tiny fairy was delighted. "Oh that
was a grand story. I liked that a lot. I'll come back tomorrow so that you
can tell me that story again."
And she did. And every day through the summer, the little fairy came into
the garden to listen to a story from the little girl.
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