Granddad.

Granddad.
A friend of mine that lives a few doors away from me has two Grandchildren. Their names are Wendy and Tony. My friend is always asking if I have written any new fairy-tales. He reads them to his Grandchildren who listen with deep concentration, any new situation starts off a discussion. One day the Grandchildren asked their Grandfather where he gets all of the Fairy-Tales. He told them that all of his Fairy-tales were written by his neighbour the man that is always working in his garden as they go by his house. The children found it hard to believe that the man they know as the man who works in his garden could write such fairy-tales. “Granddad ask him to write a Fairy tale for us,” they pleaded. Granddad later on asked me whether it would be possible to write a fairy-tale with perhaps the children Wendy and Tony as characters in the story. This is something that I had never tried before and said that I would give it some thought.
 
Later that afternoon the plea from the neighbour came back to me and I decided to see what would come from my pen. This is the story about Wendy and Tony and their day with the fairies. The children’s Granddad on my bidding took the children to the woods where I showed them some fairy rings and the elder bushes and the ash trees that abound in the woods. I told the children about my Friend Shamus the Leprechaun and about the Fairy Queen Feeana and all about the naughty pixies and the imps and the trolls. “Can we see them?” asked the children excitedly. “Who knows?” was my reply “I can see them, the fairies are all around us, some are playing, others are busy doing the work like painting the flowers and the trees and shrubs.”
 
It was then that I saw that Granddad had dropped into a light sleep, walking in the woods had tired him a little and he tires easily when he has to do something that he is not used to. Tony and Wendy you must be very quiet to see the fairies and apart from that your Granddad is tired and has dropped off to sleep. Then Wendy shyly said to me,” I can see the Fairies they are over there playing on a swing. Tony could see nothing and said so. I looked and there they were, the fairies had gotten the spiders to weave some ropes that they suspended from the bough of a tree. A piece of wood made the seat and the Fairies were swinging to and fro. I pointed in the direction of the swing and told the boy to look very carefully as the fairies were really enjoying themselves. Tony suddenly pointed and said” there is a fairy with a golden dress and silvery wings. I looked again and sure enough both children were seeing the fairies.
 
Later I awoke Granddad and told him that it was time that we went back home. The children have seen the fairies and are now content to go home. On the way back to the edge of the woods some of the fairies accompanied us. The excited cries from the children and the good-natured laugh from Granddad who of course had seen nothing told me that all was well. Now the children want to go to the woods every time that they have a spare minute. Granddad asks me every day if I have another story for the children. I told Granddad that it would be better if he went as often as possible to the woods with the children. If they kept quiet and made no loud noises they would not only see fairies but also the animals of the woods. I gave Granddad a couple of books explaining the names of the trees and shrubs and of the wild flowers. Also a book on bird life and of all the animals that one may see in the English countryside if one looks carefully. Now the children are growing older they still go to the woods not to see the fairies, but to enjoy the wild life. Sometimes as they go past my house they bring me small buckets of blackberries or nuts and sometimes even mushrooms. The children Wendy and Tony still like to read my little stories but are happier when they themselves go into the woods to use their imaginations. Who knows one day perhaps the children will write about fairies or about the woods and the wild life. I think that the stories would be very interesting. What do you think?

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