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A Day with the Frogs.

Once a year it might be more often. Fairies have a day where they sit and think about everything that has gone wrong in their lives. Fairies make mistakes and mainly the results are beautiful to the eye. When painting flowers and one of them is not paying attention to what he or she is doing the colours sometimes run. This effect is beautiful to the eye of the beholder but all Fairies know that each flower has certain colours that are essential to that particular flower. Daisies for example are white petal flowers with a heart of yellow. It would be very unusual for our eyes if daisies suddenly became red and blue in colour. It is these mistakes that the Fairies sit and think about.

During one of these think days the Fairy Queen Feeana, herself came to see whether the Fairies were thinking about their mistakes. This was not the case; the Fairies were playing games and having great fun. Her Majesty could not believe that the Fairies could behave in this way after all the instructions were very clear. Each Fairy had to sit and think about past mistakes made so that such mistakes shall not be made in the future. Her Majesty was most annoyed, took out her Magic Wand, and cast a spell over the Fairies. Each Fairy turned into a frog. All of the Fairies now found themselves sitting on a toadstool in a large round circle. All the Fairies could do was to croak and complain about the Queens treatment.

Twenty-four hours the Fairies were sitting in the circle croaking and complaining but it was Her Majesty’s way of keeping discipline when working with flowers one must have discipline to work properly. I myself found the Fairies or should I say frogs sitting on their toadstools it was the noise they made that showed me the way to them. I saw at once that some very powerful magic had been at work. No frog would sit in a circle on toadstools. These Frogs could only have been Fairies. Fairies under a spell but Fairies all of the same, I sat myself down on an old tree stump and decided to watch and see what would happen and to make sure that no harm would come to them. The day passed and the stars lit up the night sky and I still sat on my log. Nothing happened and I got up to move my stiff legs and shake my tired aching arms. My tummy rumbled, as I had not thought to bring any food or drink with me into the woods.

I looked at my watch and saw that it was eleven o’clock the following day; I must have dozed off into a light sleep. Then it happened a bright blue flash and a small puff of smoke and Her Majesty Queen Feeana appeared. I watched as she waved her wand and the frogs turned back into Fairies. Her Majesty asked whether they had learned their lesson or not, and back came a chorus of yes it was then that Her Majesty saw me sitting on my tree stump. I told her of my being attracted by the noise the Fairies made as Frogs and had to come and see what was happening in this part of Fairyland. Her Majesty told me that instead of using the free day to think about their mistakes the Fairies had been playing and making a noise that even Her Majesty had heard although she lived about a mile away. It was her punishment for the noisy Fairies. Her Majesty apologised for my having been disturbed by the Frogs. I then told Her Majesty that the Fairies or frogs had made noise for about an hour then they had settled down and all was quiet only a faint croak came from a Frog, Fairy occasionally.

Her Majesty then saw that I was not my usual self and waved her Magic wand in my direction. I felt great. My tummy was now full and I had been refreshed as if I had taken a bath, even the stubble of my day old beard was gone. My clothes were freshly washed and ironed and I was on top of the world. Her Majesty smiled at my looking so well and said, “that is my was of saying thank you, you looked after my Fairies all day and night and did not once think about yourself”. “Now my fairy children will have this experience once a year it is a good way for them to learn self-discipline.” Therefore, if you go into the woods and see Frogs sitting on toadstools do not disturb them know that it is the fairies, learning one of the greatest lessons of this life. Self discipline.