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From the practice
On this day, children and I drew a fairy tale about funny little horses that live wherever they like. The boy the nanny spoke of was silent at first, glancing at me from under his eyelashes. Then he took colored pencils and began to draw. . .
His little horse ran among the clouds. . . . She had a bright orange tail, and she was yellow with multi-colored round spots on her sides and large blue eyes. . .
I sat next to him and said, “Let’s come up with a fairy tale about your beautiful horse!” The boy was silent for a moment, then nodded his head and whispered, “You know, she does have a tail like an orange. . .”
“Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited, whereas imagination embraces the entire world, stimulating progress, giving birth to evolution.”― Albert Einstein
“Someday you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.”― C.S. Lewis
Welcome to Fairy Tale World!
With love Olga Verasen and the Fairy Tales Team
BLUEBELL’S SONG
“Dee-dong! Dee-dong!” Bluebell softly sang. . . . Little Spider wiggled his legs and woke up. Through a sweet morning dream he heard something very close by him sing: “Dee-dong!”, then, after a little silence, again: “Dee-dong, dee-dee-dong!”.
Usually, Little Spider woke up much later, so today he curled back up into a ball, but after a while, he heard it again even louder: “Dee-don-dong, dee-don-dong!”
Peeking out from under his twisted leaf, Little Spider looked around. His property! Bluebell had caught his head in the thin threads of Little Spider’s web and now, swaying under the Wind’s breath, he was softly singing about something. . . .
“You woke me up!” said Little Spider grumpily, rubbing sleepy eyes.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know how it happened.” said Bluebell meekly and added, “Please, excuse me and . . . hello!”
“Hello, hello!” grumbled Little Spider and was about to climb back into his little house, yet stopped, “Maybe . . . I can help?”
“Oh! Please, help! I’ll be very grateful to you!” Bluebell rejoiced and rang so loudly that Little Spider covered his ears with his little paws, “Oh! Enough! You woke up everyone, probably . . .”
One by one, slowly unwinding the threads of his web, Little Spider muttered, “Well, I was building it, spent my time, and then someone spoiled everything in one minute!”
Dewdrops hung on the web like magnificent lanterns, gifted by the rays of the Sun. Some slid down and fell on Little Spider like small sparkling balls. He began to grumble again, but saw Bluebell’s cheerful eyes, and . . . laughed too! The laughter lifted up and carried away all resentment. . . .
Barely visible, thin, and delicate strands of webbing were floating in the air. Little Spider finished his work, and Bluebell finally straightened his head.
“Thank you!” said Bluebell and bent down . . . “Ding-dong! Dee-dong! Oh!” Bluebell tried to hold back but couldn’t!
Magical sounds drifted all around in light waves, awakening all living things with a gentle, delicate echo: “Dee-dong! Dee-dee-dong!” With secret notes, they called and invited all light and good in the World.
Bluebell called the new day: “Dee-dee-dong, dee-dee-dong!”
The sounds subsided . . .
Little Spider was sitting with closed eyes. He was listening intently! Then said softly, “Thank you so much . . . can I listen to more?”
“Yes! Of course!” In the blue Sky, the Sun was smiling affectionately, and on Earth, again and again, as a sonorous spring, the melody was flowing . . . where, like bluebells, Joy sounded. . . .
From the book “Happy Home Fairy Tales for children and adults”
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