Read the story of Fiona the Fairy who lost her way one winters night.
Fiona Flies into
It was a cold February morning,
a watery sun had just woke
up and was shining over Fingles Wood.
There was still some snow left on the ground
but now at least the snowdrops could feel the
warmth of the sun on their pretty
the tree tops the rooks were calling to each other
whilst in the bushes
the sparrows and robins were asking everyone to
wake up. Two little
field mice scuttled down their hole to sleep for
Deep under the ground Monty
Mole could hear the singing of the birds.
"I can’t for the life of me
understand why they have to be so cheerful every
morning.” he said, before going back to
Flora the old fox was still
dreaming of the days when she used to give the
huntsmen a run for their money, now she
just lay snug and warm in her den and let the young
cubs have the fun.
Rabbit had been up before the birds, with six
children to look after
and the weather being so lousy,she had to try
to get the housework
done before they woke up.
just finished washing the clothes and she
went outside to hang it up.
Robby, morning Sidney.” she called out as she
walked over to the washing line.
“Morning to you to Mrs
Rabbit.” the birds sang out together.
been busy this morning, are the children still in
“Yes, thank goodness.” She
Molly Rabbit looked up at
the washing line then stopped in
She couldn’t believe her
eyes, for there, hanging on the clothes line, was a
Molly closed her eyes and
opened them again, there really was a fairy
stuck to her washing line.