Exerpt from Chapter Four
A Magical Night
The next time the children were at Granny’s house they all sat around at various places. George sat on the big sofa and Freddie sat there too with Granny sitting between them. Harvey and Saffie sat on a cushion on the carpet expectantly waiting for Granny to tell them a story. They all knew that she had a story to tell them because she had looked extremely happy when they had all arrived.
“Come on Granny!” George wailed. “I can’t wait any longer to hear if anything has happened in your garden lately.”
“I can’t either!” Freddie cried feeling very excited.
“Oh! And me!” Harvey’s eyes were bright with enthusiasm.
“And me too!” Saffie squealed with pleasure.
“Right then,” Granny began, “I really have got quite a fairy story to tell you all today?” She saw the excitement on the four faces around her. She knew that they were enchanted and were really looking forward to the magical tale. George was smiling and so was Freddie, Harvey and Saffie were both becoming a bit restless as they giggled and wriggled on the floor.
“Calm down Harvey and Saffie.” Granny was speaking kindly, “Harvey please stop twisting my cushion, and do stop chewing your hair Saffie.” Instantly they both became more composed and sat silently waiting. Granny began her story. “It was in the middle of the night…” She lowered her voice to just above a whisper. “I heard some lovely tinkling music and I could see even through my bedroom curtains that there were lights in the garden. The moon was full and bright and the stars were twinkling ever so brilliantly in the night sky.”
“Did you get out of bed Granny?” Harvey could not keep quiet any longer.
“Hush!” Freddie shouted to Harvey. “Let Granny tell us.”
Harvey settled down again to wait patiently saying, “Oh, okay.”
“Yes I got out of my bed and I peeped out of my bedroom window, I could really hardly believe my eyes.” Harvey opened his mouth to speak, but then remembered that he should keep quiet so he closed it again and waited for Granny to go on with her story.
“First of all I saw that there were lots of small, pretty, moving lights everywhere: I actually didn’t know what they were.” She paused for a moment before she said, “Maybe they were glow worms.”
“What are glow worms?” Saffie asked with her head on one side
“They are little wormy things that glow in the dark,” George explained as best as he could because he wasn’t quite sure what they were.
“Anyway the garden looked enchanting” Granny stated with a happy smile, and all the children l smiled with her. “The silver bells on the trees were twinkling in the moonlight, and the wishing well was sort of illuminated.”
“What’s illum … inated?” Saffie asked again.
“It means that it was lit up,” Freddie explained this time, and Saffie smiled feeling satisfied.
“Then I saw lots of little pixies tumbling out of the Wongilemma tree and I saw that they all had a flower in their little green jackets. Suddenly, all the Fairies came fluttering down from the big cherry tree, and they all had a flower from my garden on their heads, like little hats. They did look sweet!”
“Oh!” Saffie sighed with sheer joy.
“Then I saw something that I have never, ever seen before in my garden.”
“What?” They all cried.
“It was a very small individual, something between a pixie and a goblin; only he was all dressed in green and he was doing a little jig, jumping around in circles while he was singing a jolly little song.”
“What was he singing?” Harvey could not contain his excitement any longer.
“It went something like this,” Granny said thinking very hard how the song went. 'I’m a little Leprechaun dressed in green; I’ve come from Ireland tonight just to be seen. It’s such a special night that I’ve brought along my friend, he’s a unicorn and his magic it can mend. - Mend what? one of the pixies shouted, and he did another little jig and gave a little chuckle. ‘Sure he can mend anything! Arms, legs, fingers and toes, even your heart now, ‘cause anything goes!’ He was ever such a funny little character,” Granny spoke with a little laugh. The children giggled too. “Then I saw something really amazing in the corner of my garden, and it was pure white and shiny.”
“Was it lumi … nated Granny?” Saffie asked with a puzzled frown.
“Yes sort of,” Granny replied.
“What was it?” Harvey was getting agitated. “What did you see?”
“A unicorn!” Granny spoke with a sigh. “It is a very rare thing to see a unicorn. In fact some people don’t believe that they even exist.” Then she continued, “They are truly magical animals.”
“What do they look like?” Harvey was eager to hear.
“They look like a horse only they have a horn on their head, but they come in different sizes, this one was diminutive, which means it was ever so tiny.”
“How tiny?” Harvey was curious. “Was it as big as a cat?”
“Oh no! Not that big.” She screwed up her eyes remembering the image then she said, “It was about as big as a hamster.”
“Oh!” Harvey seemed happy with that. The rest of the children nodded their heads too, also feeling satisfied.
Granny went on with the story. “All of a sudden there seemed to be a lot of excitement in the air, because all the fairies, and all the pixies, started to gather together chattering and giggling eagerly. Then I saw a figure walking out from the Wongilemma tree, and do you know who it was?”
“No,” They all called breathlessly.
“It was Mr. Ponkey, and he was wearing a red rose bud in his jacket.” Granny smiled at the memory. “He did look smart!” Then she went on, “He walked to where the leprechaun was standing and stood right in front of him. Then four little fairies all dressed in bright yellow jumped out of the wishing well and ran into a patch of tall pink flowers. Soon the flowers parted like a tunnel opening, and who do you think came walking out?”
“I don’t know!” Harvey exclaimed. His hands were open in front of him.
“Who?” George and Freddie asked together.
“It was none other than the Fairy Queen!” Granny spoke quietly, as though she was sharing a secret with them. The children were speechless and looked at her with eager faces, longing to hear more. “She looked radiant, in a beautiful, shining, white gown that shimmered in the moonlight. And she wore a long veil over her head, and that shimmered too. And behind her were the four little fairies dressed in bright yellow, carrying her long trailing dress. They had yellow daisies on their heads.”
“How lovely!” Saffie sighed. And the boys were equally fascinated. Granny took a deep breath before she continued. “One little pixie began to play a little tune on a tiny, little whistle. At that very moment something extraordinary happened.”
“What happened? George asked.
“The silly fairy jumped right in front of the Fairy Queen and shrieked in her silly little voice, ‘Make a wish and I will throw a coin into the wishing well.’ A minute later she threw the coin, but it missed the wishing well and fell into a pool. This made all of them laugh and even Mr. Ponkey gave a chuckle. So with that, she stomped her feet back to her place, beside all the other fairies. Then she said, ‘Well I made everybody smile, so I’ll stay for a while.’
“That was funny,” Saffie said beaming.
“Just then,” Granny went on, “a little pixie ran from the flower bed and whispered to the fairy Queen, ‘Here is a four leaved clover to bring you good luck.’ Then another little pixie looked up at the sky and said in a shy little voice to Mr. Ponkey, ‘Turn your money over … now the moon is new!’ At that point in time, a fairy that I have never seen before stepped out from the flower bed. She was dressed in a long, purple, glittering dress and on her head she wore a tall, pointed, purple hat. She handed the Fairy Queen something small saying, ‘Here is a lucky charm, and I read the tea leaves in your cup today and they said that you would be happy.’ Then she took the Fairy Queen’s hand and she nodded her little head saying, ‘I have read your palm, and yes you will be very happy together.’ Suddenly she seemed to remember something.”
“What do you think it was?” Harvey whispered, not wanting to spoil the mysterious mood. . .
****************************************** Granny wanted to share these stories with lots of other children, so that is why she wrote this book. (There are many lovely pictures in this book!)
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