Children's

Night's Sky

In the city, little boys don't see stars. They may see clouds and the moon, but their eyes are blind to the stars. Some boys like to pretend that the planes that pass over head at night are stars traveling in formation. Other boys just accept the fact that they will never see stars until they leave the city. This is the story of one of those boys. A young man so enthralled with the idea of a bright and burning star that he saved up his dollar a week allowance for a train ride out to the country.

Granddad's Toys

"I'm bored! He whined. "Bored? She began, "Bored! I was never bored when I was your age! "But Mum! James complained, "You were my age in the olden days! Being bored didn't exist! "Do you know why? Mum raised her voice and continued as though James had not interrupted. "Why? James droned, he had heard this speech many times and thought he knew what was coming. "Books! I read books, and so should you! "Fine! He raised himself from the couch, "I'll go and read a book.

Leather Lovers' Society

This happened when I was very young.I was about ten and very naughty.I would run about quite a lot.In the process I would wear out my shoes very often.My clothes would tear here and there.Despite the fact that buying new clothes and shoes was not a monetary problem for my parents they insisted that I learn to value the things I owned.Wel,my shoes suffered the most because I would use them very clumsily.When climbing a staircase I would jump two to three steps together all the while kicking hard at the walls.Though I had special shoes for playing soccer I would go to play in my school leather boots.These boots were not meant to stand such stress and strain and they did not.I would also use my boots to play what was known as 'stone cricket'.This involved using the boots as bat and stones from somewhere as ball.Naturally my shoes would last must much less than they were supposed to.I was least bothered about this because in my thinking shoes WERE supposed to be used thus.

My Grandpa...

What has happend to Grandpa?

Ain't It Always The Way?

As often happens in such tales the Perculiar Princess wanted more... At first it wasn't that much more, just a little bit, here and there but, slowly, she began to rely on the steady trickle of attention that fed her ambition

ABSURDLAND

ABSURDLAND If you take the road to the end of the earth, bypassing Yeovil, Nairn, and Holmfirth, chances are you'll eventually come by a steeple that doesn't point to the sky. Go where it points across shifting sand

"TICIANITA ARABELLA WOBBLES - ARLOTT" - Chapter 2

.... It seemed just moments before ' with a loud wailing of sirens ' two large fire engines appeared outside the school gymnasium. Suddenly there were firemen with hosepipes and ladders EVERYWHERE. Well, the next hour was the most embarrassing one the Convent and Nuns had ever experienced. You can just imagine the fun the firemen had getting the struggling Sister Teresa down, as she tried to hide her red bloomers. Once they even threatened to use a hosepipe to wash her off the ceiling. Sister Teresa screamed in panic at the thought....

"TICIANITA ARABELLA WOBELLS-ARLOTT" Tales

These are stories about Ticianita Arabella Wobbles-Arlott' Her friends call her 'Tish'. She has a talking Kitten 'Kitty'. Tish comes from a rather 'Posh' English family. ( Her Papa is a VERY important man. ) Tish has a series of exciting adventures. She meets Fairies; Elves; Santa Claus; Space Men; Kings and Queens- among others. Her adventures take her to castles, an 'old tyme fayre', into the desert, the seaside, a camping holiday, and many more adventures around the world - and even out to planets in Space! Each Chapter is a Complete Story, told as 'Bedtime Stories', by a Father to his children. The story starts one morning when Tish is discovers that she has lost her Tummy Button in the bath. Fortunately The Man In The Moon glides down a moonbeam and replaces it with a special Magical Silver Tummy Button. By reciting a verse, and twisting it ' One Turn to the Right ', Tish is granted three wishes each day until her sixteenth birthday.

ANOTHER "Ugly duckling"

Another ugly Duckling I'm sure you all know about the little ugly duckling that grew to be a beautiful swan; well this is about a little girl all the other children thought was ugly:

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Little lengths of loopy liquorice Wrapped tightly around her finger