Diddily Dee Dot's Dreamland for Children Everywhere Penguin Avenue
Why the Robin Has a Red Breast?
This legend comes from the Inuit people and it tells us of how the Robin got his redbreast.
It is one of many Robin legends told throughout this huge world of ours. Most of them have the same theme and only the places and sometimes the animals in them are told differently. I hope you enjoy this one.
away in a land where the snow stays on the ground most if not all of the year, where the
people used to build their homes of snow which they called Igloo's. The people hunted for their food and furs to make clothes to keep them warm throughout the coldest days. Unlike ourselves today they couldn't pop down the the shops to by a warm coat or trousers, everything they had usually came from the land itself. But the most important thing of all was Fire, not only to keep them warm and to cook their food on but also to keep away stray animals who might fancy a hunter or his son for their supper.
The story begins with a father and son who live in this cold land and although there were many things they had to do during the day and evening the one thing that they had to do more than any other was, yep you've guessed it, KEEP THE FIRE ALIGHT.
“Remember son never let the fire die” his father said, "always, always make sure that there is plenty of wood to keep the fire burning", and of course whenever his father went hunting he always made sure to leave a great pile of wood for his son.
was a great white bear, who didn’t like the father at all, he knew the man was a hunter and
that one day it could be him that was being hunted, but he also knew how
important the fire was to the hunter and his son and he planned to put the fire out at the first opportunaty that he got and the cold would do the rest, he only had to wait for the
right time when the family were sleeping.
day, the boys father fell ill. He wasn’t able to go hunting or to take turns
with his son to keep the fire alight. The boy tried staying awake for as
long as he could. Several days passed and the white bear knew that this was the time he'd been waiting for.
As hard as he tried the boy began to get weary and one night he couldn’t keep his eyes open any
longer and he fell asleep. It was now that the white bear saw his chance.
Carefully and quietly he approached the fire and stomped on it
with his paws till the fire was gone.
“Now will see how you make your
meat without fire” said angry bear and left, and without a
fire it was getting cold very fast. Frost was started to gather
around boy’s bed. But alas he was so tired that even coldness wasn’t
bothering him. He fell into a deep, deep sleep.
Unbeknown to the great white bear however the boy had a special friend whom he used to chat too and feed whilst his father was out hunting and it was this special friend who watched as the bear put out the fire and he knew it was up to him to try and help his friend.. The
bird got there just in time, he scratched
with his tiny claws among the ashes looking for a spark that would
rekindle the fire.
“Ah, here it is” said the bird excitedly and started fanning
the sparks with his wings as quickly as he could to bring the fire to life again.
The bird flapped so
much that the fire began to spread from one stick to another. So hard was he flapping that he didn't notice that the fire was scorching the feathers on his chest.More and more sticks caught alight and the bird his work done flew away into the trees, hurting from the burns to his chest he sat their patiently waiting for the boy to awake.
He didn' have to wait long for the boy awoke and noticing that the fire was burning down piled on sticks and soon the fire was burning fiercely, not only that but his he saw his father stirring in his bed and quickly put on the kettle so that he could make him a cup of tea and even a piece of toast covered in dripping, that should soon make his dad better.
In the distance the white bear noticed what the boy was doing and was cursing the little bird that helped him. He decided to pack his case and move to a different part of the land.
The hunter got better, his young son was happy that his dad was better and that was it, the end of the story...... but is it? No I don't think so. What about the little brown bird who when he flew down to the snow house surprised the boy by showing him his red breast. Through time he begas to get called redbreast, someone added the name Robin and from that day he is always refered to as Robin of the Red Breast or to you and me ~ Robin Redbreast.
As told by Dorothy Milnes-Simm 2014
The Adventures of Percy Penguin.
Below is the tale of Percy the Penguin who was lost at sea. But he sought the safety of Antarctica and there he was saved from total disaster. But alas poor Percy... his hopes were all dashed very soon, as too his total dismay all the creatures that stayed there seemed to be black and white or varying shades of grey.
Percy Penguin's Antarctica Adventure: Chapter One - The Arrival
Percy kept on swimming, how he wished the dolphin hadn't dived under the water, it was good to be dry even though it was still very cold. The shark had frightened the dolphin and the whale away and now he and the whale were just a shadow on the horizon, but the main thing was the Shark made off after an injured seagull, who luckily was only nodding off and just took to the air before the shark had him for breakfast. Percy kept very still until it was well out of his sight and then spying a squashed pineapple carton floating on the surface and he made for it as quick as he could. Hauling himself up he managed to lie flat down on it, his head resting near the top end which thank goodness still had the top on. It made a wonderful raft for a little penguin and for Whether it was because he felt safe or whether it was because he was so tired with all the paddling he didn't know and within seconds our Percy was fast asleep and riding the waves to who knows where. Time drifted by and so did Percy, several small islands passed him by, he missed them all. It began to snow, not heavy, just enough to cover Percy'swee body. The blanket of snow kept him warm and he slept the whole night away. When he awoke the sun was shining and he felt so much better for his sleep. He was trying to remember how and why he was in the middle of this very cold ocean but then suddenly he realised he had stopped moving. He looked all around, he was resting against a small island made of ice but what was on the island amused him greatly. Huddled all together in the middle was a load of penguins. Not green like him, but black and white, very ordinary. He sat up and the huddle of penguins moved towards him, the floating iceberg tipped forward slightly and they all dashed back again. Percy couldn't helped it and he began to laugh, he laughed so much the penguins started to squark, (if that's what penguins do.) There was a right old noise going on, when suddenly one of the smaller penguins shouted; "Hey look mummy, he's a penguin!" Now everbody stopped squarking and only Percy was left laughing. He stopped abruptly when he noticed all the penguins staring at him, then another one shouted; "look he's got orange feet!" A few of the younger ones giggled then another one shouted. "Oh my goodness look, he has a pocket in the front of his tummy, and he has a "P" on it, look guys, look!" They all strained forward to see Percy's patchy stomach. Percy reached forwards with his flippers and covered his pouch. Then it started, the laughing again. At first just a little snigger, then a really loud laugh. Poor Percy he had only been there five minutes and already everyone was laughing at him. "What the P for Penguin, don't you know what you are then." "No, I reckon it's for Peas, look mummy he has a green body!" "Then another started to shriek and laugh. "Ha, ha, ha, ha look at his hair, he's got brown sticky up hair. Look mummy, look he looks so weird!" That was it, huge amounts of laughter poured out from the tiny ring of ice. Suddenly there was a huge crack and the ice-ring started to break up, the weight of them all on one side, the two pieces began to drift apart and just as suddenly loads of little black and white blobs were bopping up and down all over the place. Percy watched the way they were going and steered the carton the other way towards the main shore line, and what he hoped would be a much nicer welcome than the ice ring mob . But it wasn't to be, for no sooner had Percy arrived at the rocks around the icebergs and snow, than another peel of laughter rang out above him. Looking up Percy was being pointed at by dozens of penguins, all of them black and white. Percy scrambled out of the water and onto the shore, he turned his back on the laughing penguins and walked on until he came to a quiet place where he could rest and maybe get a few hours sleep before making plans, he was so very tired after his long journey. It was very late when Percy woke up and the sun had sunk behind the mountains of snow. Only the moonlight showed the outlines of the glaziers, he knew he would have to stay where he was. In the distance he could hear the other penguins chattering away. He couldn't hear what they were saying which was good really because he wouldn't have like it very much. It was all about Percy and his technicolour attire.
To his right he could see a large leopard seal resting on the glacier ice in what looked like the Ice-berg Alley of Antarctica. He wondered if leopard seals fed on penguins in the
morning and rested in the afternoon. He looked like he had a full belly so Percy turned in the opposite direction and made his way across the ice.
In the distance Percy could hear the other penguins chattering away...
Chapter Two - The Mountaineer
Turning away from the Leopard seal Percy began to cross the ice. He was frightened to move to far away really, but he needed to get out of the cold. It wasn't completely dark yet so he took a deep breath and moved carefully around the side of the nearest glazier. It was horrible having no-one to cuddle up too, he was on his own and he didn't want to admit it but he was very frightened. He seemed to remember once, long ago when he was only young that Michael's Mum had read him a bedtime story and it was all about penguins and how they had to be very careful of the leopard seals and killer whales. Percy knew what a grey seal was but he couldn't ever remember seeing a leopard one or a killer whale.
"I bet their black and white though!" he muttered "It seems like all things black and white are horrid, even the black and white birds at home in Liverpool, used to steal all the other birds food in the garden, the little ones were terrified of them." Still babbling to himself Percy walked very carefully around the next glazier. Every now and then his feet slipped into deep water. He began to pray that he wouldn't fall into one so deep he couldn't get out. It was so cold, he tucked his wing tips as far as they could go into his pouch. It didn't help much! However luck was with our Percy, just round the next mound of ice was a tiny cave type hole, it was dark inside but no darker than it was when the moon went behind the clouds. He crept inside and was surprised to feel a pile of grass like stuff under his feet. He bent down and touched it gently. It was lovely and warm.
"Very strange, but very nice," he laughed and jumped on top of it.
"Hoi, who do you think your jumping on? Go lie on yourself not me if you don't mind." Poor Percy froze to the spot. He could just make out that the pile of grassy stuff was moving and was sort of purple-ish. He peered at the creature that was emerging out of the shadows. "Okay what do you want?" She said. "It's took me ages to get that place warm and now it's going cold again. So come on boyo what do you want?" "I didn't really want anything thankyou, just a place to sleep away from those squarking penguins." "I see you've met the resident neighbours then. Best to keep away from them they are not our sort at all." she replied. "Well I can see that," Percy said. "I thought I was bad enough being green, but being purple and a . . . . . . . . " Percy stopped.
"Come on, come on, what am I then? And I'm maroon not purple?" she added. "To tell you the truth I'm not quite sure but it is dark in here, sorry!" Percy stammered. "You penguins, all you know is snow, ice and eating fish. Can't you see that I'm a Panda!" "Oh gosh no, not another black and white thing! Percy sighed.
"Hey dafty, do I look black and white? Do you look black and white? I don't think so mate. And just for the record my name is Precious Pandy. What's yours?" "Percy, Percy Prenderghast," "Ooooo, there's posh," Precious said with a big smile. "Come on let's settle down for the night and we'll decide what we're going to do in the morning." She took Percy's over to where she'd been lying. "I suppose you do want to do something?" she said and pulled him down to the floor of the cave. "We'll make plans together, we should be able to find some way to get off this freezing island." "Island" was the last word Percy heard as he dropped off to sleep, smiling for he already felt better now he had found a friend.
Morning came and Precious had already arisen and was busy making a map in the loose snow. The "black and whites," as Precious called the penguins where across the other side of the glazier making an the awful squarking as usual. "Though what they have to squark about know one knows." Precious said as she carried on making her drawing in the snow with a piece of driftwood. "How long have you been here Precious?" "Gosh about three months I think, I arrived just as the whales set off on their travels. Any way I've been here long enough to work out where all the best roads are." "You mean there are ways to get away from here?"
"Well sort of, there are a lot of roads but only a few go anywhere. This one..." Precious pointed to a long line going north, "this one comes out by one of the old station sheds where the scientists stayed. It's nice and warm and we can stay there for a few days. Maybe find something useful to put in your pouch." She smiled.
Percy put his wings across his stomach automatically. "Don't tell me you're going to start taking the mick out of my pouch." "Heck no, look here!"
Percy started to smile then his smile turned into a grin then his grin became a laugh and next moment Precious and Percy were rolling all over the ice laughing their heads off. Precious had opened a fold and there in her right and left side was an opening . She pulled out a compass, some paper and a flask, Percy wondered what else she had hidden in her pouches! "Oh my goodness, where did you get that lot from." Percy stammered. "From the station hut," she frowned. "But I haven't thought why I picked up the flask!" "Oh I'm sure it will come in useful somewhere on the journey." Percy said and look down at the map which unfortunately had vanished in there tumbling. "Oops, map all gone I'm afraid." "Never mind, we don't need it now, if you're ready we shall begin our adventure." "Hm'm a good idea. Time to start our adventure. I'm finished with black and whites for good. Let's go, you show the way and I'll follow" he smiled and stood behind Precious and together they marched away from the little cave and onwards and upwards towards the north and the scientists hut. Below them the penguins were still squarking. "Obviously no adventure in them." Percy muttered as the snow started to fall gently on the frozen ground.
You can read Chapter Three after Percy and Precious's Video Show
As usual here is a wonderful set of video's for you to watch. Some very, very funny video clips for all to enjoy. I will issue a warning though. No animations are really hurt in the video's.
" Come on then son, get inside before the film show starts."
Percy's and Precious's Favourite Video Shows.
Slipping and Sliding
Precious and Percy set off on their way to the outpost and hopefully some thing that will give them a direction home. "That's a thought" said Precious, "Where do you live Percy?" "Liverpool, have you heard of it?" Percy replied. "You have to be joking my lovely," Precious said laughing . "Then you don't live that far away from me. Except of course that I live over the border." "No way, you live in Wales! Percy spluttered. "Now do I sound Welsh, there is more than one border to England, you know." "Not if you live in Liverpool it isn't, Wales is the closest. Scotland is miles away." "Diw bach, as I said. Do I sound Welsh?... of course I'm bloomin Welsh, I was being sarcastic."
"Oh sorry, truly sorry," Percy said frowning. (In he head he thought that he could have taken on more than he imagined.) "Hm m tricky one," he muttered under his breath and slipped, landing with a bump on the snow. "What was that you said?" Precious said helping him up. "Nothing special I just said that, that could be a tricky one," he pointed to the mountain of snow ahead of them. "We'll do it, just save your breath for walking, come on?" Percy smiled "Bossy as well" he whispered and tagged on behind Precious.
After what seemed like a hundred hours, it was only about four really, they saw a grey shape looming up in front of them. They were both very tired, even Precious had stopped giving orders and it was with great relief that they found the door unlocked and were soon sitting in the warm hut.
They found soup and mugs, some dried fish and meat. Plenty of water to make coffee, though there was no sugar or milk. The little holes in the top of the stove, made patterns on the ceiling as the early night pulled in. The two creatures spent the rest of the evening talking about their respected homes and how strange it was that they lived so close together , yet it had taken a voyage across the world almost to bring them together. Percy actually belonged to a little boy called Michael. How could he forget, he had been so excited when Michael told him he was going to take him with him on a trip to see the whales. It was going to be a most marvellous adventure. "Well how on earth did you end up in the Antarctic?"
"Huh, tell me about it. One minute we where watching for whales over the starboard bow. Suddenly Michael's mother screams "there's one! there's one!" Michael then screams, more in fright at his mother's scream. Up jumps Michael, up goes me and I'm over the rail and dropping down into the water." "Oh goodness me cariad!, what a fright, so what happened next?" "You may well ask, for I don't think anyone else did. I fell and fell, hit the water and carried on falling. This is it I thought, gone forever. The liner was pulling away, I was back up on the surface bobbing away like Noddy's bell. Then you'll never guess what happened next?" Along comes this dolphin, says his name is Donald. He had watched me fall when the whales appeared. He also noticed the lack of interest in the family, so he took it upon himself to rescue me, he carried me quite a way actually," Peter paused and looked up at the roof of the cabin. "Gosh I'm so tired, we seemed to have walked an awful long way today." He lay down on the pallet and next minute he was being waken up by Precious asking him "did he want his eggs poached or boiled". "Eggs! Where on earth did you find eggs, no, no, no, don't answer that. Gosh I might be eating my own kind." He frowned, " I'll have the same as you, thanks" he said getting up off the pallet only to find himself shivering like mad. He grabbed an old fur skin that was hanging behind the little stove and wrapped it around his body. Then stuffing his hands in his pouch he sat there hunched up like and old, well I'm not sure really, an old green penguin covered in scruffy fur I suppose. Precious bought him his eggs, "no bread," she laughed. "Only a two star restaurant this my lovely." she laughed again. "Are you feeling warmer? "I hope so we really can't have you catching a cold, now can we?" She never seemed lost for things to do, which was good, for Peter truly was feeling a little under the weather. "I have found a few old charts and after deciding that things couldn't have changed that much in the last few years, I think I have planned us a route to this small span of water." she wiped her nose with the back of her paw. "Sorry about the dribbles, always get them when it gets cold." she muttered wiping it again. Peter chuckled but didn't say anything just shook his head and smiled.
He suddenly started to laugh. What did Precious look like, all you could see was a pair of purple ears and feet the rest was draped in a bright yellow bit of tarpauline type stuff, that she had somehow cut a head hole and armholes out, she was wearing it as a poncho. "Oh dear Precious,, you do look strange." He laughed again. "Huh," she tutted. "It's a good job there isn't a mirror here, you green rug rat, you don't look much like a prince either! Now, come on, so long as we are warm what the heck. Let's have a root around, I'll do the inside again, in case I missed anything. You can go outside and see what there is around the back of the hut." "Aye, aye Captain!" Percy said reaching for another bit of skin, and wrapping it around his neck. "Off I go into the icy depths." he groaned, taking a last drink of his coffee. Then tying a piece of rope around his waist he opened the door of the hut and walked out into the morning sun. It wasn't that bad really, he was quite surprised at how warm the sun was and it wasn't long before he was feeling more like his old self. A good search around all the sides of the hut brought some very good treasures. First there was a sledge, it wasn't brand new by any means and the rope needed renewing, which Percy did straight away by taking the rope from round his waist and attaching it to either side of the sled. He thought he had found a few empty crates under a tarporlin, but when he tried to move them, they were heavy. Calling Precious to help him, they managed to get one of them open and what a find. It was full of cans, and inside the cans was a variety of dried food, including milk, which pleased Precious very much. There was two other crates, one of them was full of flares. Too many to take them all, but Percy wrapped a few of them up in a piece of oiled cloth to keep them dry, also matches and some sort of fire lighter, these too were wrapped carefully in the oiled cloth. After an hour or so our adventurers had amounted a goodly pile of useful bits and pieces. Percy felt a bit like Scott, he frowned as he remembered Scott's ending and decided that maybe he was more like Robinson Crusoe and Precious was his girl Friday, but he didn't tell her incase she wanted to be Crusoe instead. They attached one of the crates, which they had emptied, onto the sledge, then they filled it with all the good things they might need including the little billy can set they had used in the hut. They put all the stuff out of the crates inside the hut save it getting damp, for they also took the tarporlin as Precious said. "It will make a grand shelter, should they not find a natural one." They went back into the hut to get themselves a last cup of coffee, with milk. as well as a big chunk of corned beef from one of the cans, then when they had finished and refilled their mugs once more. It was time to go. How far do you think we will get before nightfall, Percy asked as Precious surveyed the chart, whilst he did the washing up and packed the mugs and plates in his bag. Percy having no idea about chart and maps just sat there and listened as Precious routed the way to go. Outside it had begun to snow again though not very much, "I do hope it doesn't turn into a blizzard." Precious said putting the kettle back on the paraffin stove. "You did pack away that tiny stove didn't you Percy," "Yes, it's in the bag on the sledge well wrapped to stop it getting damp. What shall we do if the snow does thicken Precious?" "Nothing we can do really, lovely! It is going to be hard enough finding our way in the daylight but we will never be able to do it in the dark or a blizzard." She poured the coffee into the spare cups. "We will just have to stay here for another night, at least we will be able to set off first thing in the morning.
Time to Move on I Guess
It didn't stop snowing for the rest of the day, but it didn't turn into a blizzard either so Precious and Percy decided to spend another night in the hut. Percy spent a short while searching through draws, that was until he found a pack of playing cards. They helped to pass the time a way, he was pleased Precious knew how to play cribbage, though Precious had to keep the score with a some charcoal from the old bin and some scraps of paper. Then as the stove went low and the darkness descended our two intrepid adventureres slept through the night till the morning.
wasn't sure if he was happy or sad that the blizzard had blown itself
out and not even a small gust of wind filled the space round the cabin.
It still looked extremely cold and by the time he had taken the snow
off the sledge he was already feeling cold. Precious had already decided
it was time to be on their way and there was no point in lighting the
stove and so he went back in jolly quick before the shed became as cold
as the outside. But he was lucky Precious had lit the stove; he went straight to it and warmed his hands. "I
thought we might have a hot breakfast before leaving." Precious said
filling two bowls with what looked just like porridge, and as soon as
Percy took a mouthful, he realised it was porridge. "Where on earth was this," gasped Percy, steam coming from his beak. "I didn't know we had any porridge, nor milk come to that." "Ahh
but you didn't have a good look at the packets of dried food, did you?"
Precious laughed. "You were in to much of a hurry to get in out of the
oncoming blizzard last night, but not Precious, oh no, been marooned
before I ave, I'll tell you about it later, if I remember. Now eat your
porridge before it gets cold." She laughed again, then they sat in
silence and ate their porridge, finishing it off with a mug of coffee
and some ships biscuits, something else Precious had found and hidden. Percy gazed out the small window with the piece of sacking hanging half off, half on an watched as the snow began to fall again. "Well
that's it I suppose." He mumbled into the bottom of his coffee mug,
"It's starting to snow again, maybe the blizzard was coming back, do you
think?" He looked across at Precious who had a smile all over her
maroon and white face. "Percy Prenderghast, are you a Penguin or a
seagull? You're not going to tell me you are afraid of a little more
snow, not after what you've been through already!" Percy glanced across the top of the mug straight into her smiling face. "I don't believe it Percy bach." she laughed again. "Ty'd yma cariad, let's get going otherwise we shall still be here this time next year." "Maybe that wouldn't be to bad an idea Precious, after all we have each other and plenty to eat....." "And
what happens when the scientists come back after their winter break?"
Precious muttered as she put out the stove, fixed the sack back over the
little window and began to tidy the mugs and bowls away. "You're a
typical male, always thinking of the now and not what about the future, jowl Percy, come on help me with these and we can be on our way." ......
CHAPTER FOUR. LET THE GAME BEGIN!
Percy wasn't sure if he was happy or sad that the blizzard had blown itself out and not even a small gust of wind filled the space round the cabin. It still looked extremely cold and by the time he had taken the snow off the sledge he was already feeling cold. Precious had already decided it was time to be on their way and there was no point in lighting the stove and so he went back in jolly quick before the shed became as cold as the outside. But he was lucky Precious had lit the stove; he went straight to it and warmed his hands. "I thought we might have a hot breakfast before leaving." Precious said filling two bowls with what looked just like porridge, and as soon as Percy took a mouthful, he realised it was porridge. "Where on earth was this," gasped Percy, steam coming from his beak. "I didn't know we had any porridge, nor milk come to that." "Ahh but you didn't have a good look at the packets of dried food, did you?" Precious laughed. "You were in to much of a hurry to get in out of the oncoming blizzard last night, but not Precious, oh no, been marooned before I ave, I'll tell you about it later, if I remember. Now eat your porridge before it gets cold." She laughed again, then they sat in silence and ate their porridge, finishing it off with a mug of coffee and some ships biscuits, something else Precious had found and hidden. Percy gazed out the small window with the piece of sacking hanging half off, half on an watched as the snow began to fall again. "Well that's it I suppose." He mumbled into the bottom of his coffee mug, "It's starting to snow again, maybe the blizzard was coming back, do you think?" He looked across at Precious who had a smile all over her maroon and white face. "Percy Prenderghast, are you a Penguin or a seagull? You're not going to tell me you are afraid of a little more snow, not after what you've been through already!" Percy glanced across the top of the mug straight into her smiling face. "I don't believe it Percy bach." she laughed again. "Ty'd yma cariad, let's get going otherwise we shall still be here this time next year." "Maybe that wouldn't be to bad an idea Precious, after all we have each other and plenty to eat....." "And what happens when the scientists come back after their winter break?" Precious muttered as she put out the stove, fixed the sack back over the little window and began to tidy the mugs and bowls away. "You're a typical male, always thinking of the now and not what about the future, jowl Percy, come on help me with these and we can be on our way." ......