|The Fairy’s house in the lavender|
Once upon a time there were two littlefairies. They lived at the bottom of a garden in a little house in a biglavender bush. The two fairies were the very best friends and they did everythingtogether.
The pink fairy’s name was Lexi Bell and theblue fairy’s name was Clare Bell.
Their job was to look after all the gardenand make the flowers bloom. It was a very special job and the Queen of theFairies had given it to them herself.
Every Spring the fairies had to wake up theseeds and the plants that had slept through the Winter. It was very hard toget them to wake up. So, thefairies would sing a beautiful song about the spring and one by one theplants in the garden would wake up and smile.
Wake up little flowers
Shake dreams from your head
The spring has arrived
So rise from your bed
As they sang their song, the fairies woulddance through the garden sprinkling fairy dust over all the flowers. As the sunshone through their wings little rainbows would shimmer all around them.
The garden burst to life. The bees beganbuzzing. The birds began singing. Everywhere flowers began to bloom. All butone.
A butterfly came and told Clare Bell that one little flower refused to getout of bed.
Clare Bell and Lexi Bell tried everything they could think of. Theysang, they danced, they sprinkled fairy dust, but the flower would not wake up.
“Oh dear,” said Clare Bell, “What if shedoesn’t wake up before the Queen gets here?”
Lexi Bell frowned, “We must find out whythe flower won’t wake. Maybe there is something wrong?”
“Maybe she is just lazy?” suggested ClaraBell.
Lexi Bell laughed, “Maybe she is havingsuch a nice dream, she doesn’t want to wake up?”
“How can we find out?” asked Clara Bell.
“I can help,” said a little voice.
The fairies looked down and saw a littlered ladybird.
“Do you know why she won’t wake up?” askedClare Bell.
“She is sad,” said the ladybird, “Shemisses the children who used to play in the garden.”
“I know,” said Clare Bell sadly, “They areinside the house. They don’t play out here anymore.”
“But why not?” said Lexi Bell, “The gardenis full of magic. There are places to hide and new things to discovereverywhere. Why don’t they play here?”
“They have computer games and TV. They’veforgotten us,” said the yellow dog.
“Well,” said Lexi Bell, “We shall have tomake them remember!”
“I know how we can do that!” said ClareBell winking.
The fairies spoke to all the birds, bees, ladybirds, dragonflies and all the creatures in the garden. Togetherthey made a plan to bring the children back to the garden.
As the children lay sleeping, the fairieswove their magic into their dreams, planting seeds that would blossom when thechildren woke.
In the morning the children heard the birds singing and theirhearts filled with joy. The flowers sent their sweet scent into their roomswith the promise of sunshine and fresh mown grass.
That afternoon instead of going inside towatch TV, the children came into the garden. The yellow dog barked and waggedhis tail and the children laughed and threw his ball. They forgot all aboutgoing inside. They climbed up in the old tree house and swung on the branches.They danced around trying to catch the pretty butterflies.
As the fairies watched, the flower opened hereyes and unfurled her petals. She stretched and yawned and smiled.
At last thewhole garden was awake.
|The Fairy Queen|
When the Fairy Queen came to see the gardenshe was amazed at how beautiful it was.
“How did you get the colours so bright?”she asked, “I have never seen the garden look so alive.”
Clare Bell and Lexi Bell laughed, “With alittle bit of magic and a lot of laughter.”