I am riding in the yellow bus.
I’m having fun with my friend bears.
But safety will always come first.
I’ll buckle up to get to the funfair.
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Kahuna is a great magician who lives on a beautiful island in Hawaii. Kahuna means "a secret" in Hawaiian. He performs magic shows every night for the local Hawaiians and the visiting tourists. He has a huge secret that he is keeping from everyone. He is not only a magician; he really does have magical powers. That is why his magic shows are so incredible. They look so real, because they are real!
He paints his face, chest, and legs with black and red stripes before every magic show. He can breathe fire and twirl circles of fire without getting burned! He performs an amazing fire dance with two fiery batons. He can swallow a sword without getting cut! He can make himself invisible and also float high up into the air. A white tiger will suddenly appear on the stage out of nowhere! Then he will make an elephant appear and disappear! He always has a huge two-headed snake that he uses in his magic act. He taps the snake on its head with his magic wand and says, "Abracadabra!" POOF! The snake will crawl out of a huge puff of white smoke, and then one of the heads will disappear. Kahuna also stands on the stage in front of everyone. Then he waves his hands up into the air. POOF! A huge puff of white smoke appears, and he disappears! Suddenly, he is standing in the back of the crowd. He brings a white kitten out on the stage. He taps the kitten on its head with his magic wand and says, "Hocus Pocus!" POOF! A huge puff of white smoke appears, and the kitten turns into a huge white lion! He folds up a white handkerchief and places it in his hand. He closes his hand and throws his hand into the air. A white dove comes flying out of his hand! Then he pulls a white bunny out of his black magician's hat!
One of his magic tricks that he often performs is called "Fists of Fire." He puts his fists into a burning fire and opens up his hands. The flames do not burn him! He shows his hands to the crowd after he pulls them out of the fire. Everyone is always very shocked!
He uses fire a lot in his shows. Another show he always performs that stuns the crowd is when he sets himself on fire! He wraps himself in cloths and sets the cloths on fire. Then he runs down the street past the crowd, and someone sprays him with foam to put the fire out. He calls this show "Man on Fire."
Another magic trick that he performs is called "Fire Walker." He walks on a bed of hot coals. Then he shows the bottom of his feet to the crowd. There are no burns!
Kahuna performs another magic trick; he walks on a bed of sharp pointed nails. Then he shows the bottom of his feet to the crowd. There are no wounds! This magic trick is called "Bed of Nails."
When people leave his magic show, he shocks them every single time. They hate when his show ends, and they want to see more of his magic. He always hears someone say, "How did he do that?" The children always say, "Wow!" In his mind he always laughs because he is the only one that knows that it is real magic. He always stays after his shows end to sign autographs for people in the crowd. People love him, and he is very famous.
When Kahuna was twenty years old, a huge bolt of lightning struck him on his head during a severe thunderstorm in Hawaii. Someone saw it happen, and they called for help right away. An ambulance came and rushed him to the hospital. The doctors were all amazed that he survived such a bad electrical shock to his body. He had severe burns all over the bottom of his feet, and all of the hair on his head was burned off! His head was black, and he was completely bald! The doctors told him that it was a true miracle that he lived. His brown eyes turned black! His voice changed and became very deep. When his hair grew back in, it was solid white! He never cut his hair again. His hair became very long, and it was still very white. He grew a long white beard and moustache. He never cut his beard or moustache either. His beard and moustache grew and grew. Many people thought he looked just like Merlin The Magician.
Charlotte brushed her shoulder-length, golden blonde hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear while the sea breeze tried to blow it back. Her heart leapt at the sight of a ship out at sea as it rolled in the swell of the rising tide. Could it be a pirate ship? Why hadn’t she been more vigilant? If they came ashore there would be little chance of escape.
She spotted a smaller boat rowing towards her, heading straight for the beach. Her breath caught in her throat. What should I do? Is there enough time to save my little sister? Beth looked oblivious to the danger, chasing after a feather that blew away in the wind. By the time she reached her sister, they would be in clear view. Maybe I should save myself. At least one of us might survive. No. She couldn’t possibly leave Beth to the mercy of those murderous pirates.
Time ran out. It was now or never. The boat reached the shore, and its dubious occupants began to clamber out.
The loud cry made her jump. She snapped back to reality and spun around.
“Are you daydreaming again?” Her mum let out a frustrated sigh. She placed a gentle hand on her shoulder and steered her in the direction of the car park at the edge of the beach. “Can you help take some of this stuff back to the car, please?” She handed her an armful of bags stuffed with damp, sandy towels. “We’ve still got a lot of things to do before we go home tomorrow, and you haven’t even bought anything for your friends yet. If you get your skates on, you’ll have enough time to pop into the shops across the road.”
Charlotte wrinkled her nose at the thought of their holiday coming to an end, and cringed at the prospect of going back to school the following week. She scooped up her own towel and trudged through the sand, mumbling how unfair it was making her do all the work even though she was only ten. “I notice Beth’s not helping.”
Her dad grinned as she struggled to the car. “We’re going to grab some food. Take-away, nothing but the best for the last day,” he said as she reached him.
“Not McDonald’s again, Dad,” she remarked with a hint of sarcasm, dumping her load on the floor.
“No way! Fish and chips tonight.” He wore his silly grin that never failed to make her smile.
“Whatever!” She smirked. “Mum said I could have a quick look at the gift shops just across the road.”
He put the discarded bags into the car and slammed the boot. He slid his sunglasses up to his receding hairline, slipping his hand into his jeans pocket. “Do you need any money?”
“Nah, it’s okay. Mum gave me some yesterday.”
“Are you going to take Beth with you?”
She folded her arms and shifted her weight to one leg. “Do I have to?” She loved her six-year-old sister to bits, but she was the most annoying person in the whole world. “I’m not going to get much shopping done with Beth tagging along.”
His face brightened with a grin. “I’m only pulling your leg.” He nudged her playfully. “We’ll take Beth with us and meet you back here in ...” He paused to gaze at his watch. “Let’s say, in about fifteen minutes, okay? Don’t go far!”
She sighed with relief. “Okay. See ya later.” She left, fumbling through her pockets to check she still had her money.
Crossing the road, Charlotte admired the pretty seaside town lined with buildings all the way to the top of a hill, overlooking the sea. Interesting old houses displayed colourful shop fronts, and a local market filled any spaces in between. She ambled along the well-worn paving stones, not really paying attention to the task of buying gifts for her friends. With her hands in her pockets, she wandered past stalls that spilled out across the path, packed with beach balls and buckets and spades.
She paused for a moment outside an arcade, drawn by the sounds and flashing lights that filled the air around the neon-lit building. Fighting the urge to spend the last of her money on a teddy-grabbing machine, she continued to trudge up the hill, losing interest in her mission with every step.
Halfway along the road she stopped, stepping into an alley to shelter from the glare of the sun. She leaned her back against the bright-red tiles that decorated the archway. Each one contained a small figure. They reminded her of characters from a fairy tale. She turned to examine them closely, running her fingers over the textured surface. Something about them held a strange attraction.
She gazed into the alley. It led a fair way back, but in the gloom she could see the front of a grubby-looking shop with a large ‘Sale’ sign in the window. She strained her eyes for a better view, and wondered if she should have a look just in case she could pick up something unusual for Mum. After a moment’s thought, she decided she had nothing to lose and wandered a little closer, checking over her shoulder as she went.
Reaching the glazed shop front, Charlotte stood on tiptoes to see over the half-frosted glass that obscured her view of the inside. Despite being taller than most kids her age, the contents of the store remained a mystery. She paused at the door before giving it a shove and peering through the gap. Inside, it looked much smaller than expected, with tall shelves standing against the outer walls, each laden with an assortment of objects that appeared better placed in a junk shop.
The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end, but curiosity urged her forward. She stepped inside. An old-fashioned till perched in the centre of a small counter at the far end of the shop. Behind it hung a set of drab curtains with tiny pinholes, allowing slivers of light to seep through. The whole place had an air of gloom and smelt musty and damp.
“Hello. Are you open?” Charlotte called out.
When no one responded, she browsed the shelves, discovering some odd, hand-carved figures, similar to the characters on the decorated tiles around the archway outside. She picked up one that resembled a garden gnome and turned the carving around, searching for a price label. Nothing. That’s not much help. She placed the grotesque figure back down.
A bright flash caught her eye when she turned to leave. She stared at a small bookcase resting against the back wall beside the counter. A gentle glow of green light illuminated the shelves, tempting her to venture further and take a closer look. She crept through the aisle and bent down to examine a small, glass snow dome nestled amongst a variety of clay pots. It looked out of place with the other articles displayed in the shop.
She reached out and touched the surface with the tips of her fingers. The cool surface tingled, a strange yet alluring sensation. With a quick check over her shoulder, she picked it up and tipped it upside down. She cupped the delicate item in the palm of her hand and held it close to her face. No snow.
Inside the crystal orb, a tiny globe like a miniature planet revolved in slow motion, casting eerie shadows against the dreary walls. “It’s beautiful,” she whispered.
“Yes, it is beautiful,” a gruff voice sounded.
She spun around and stumbled back a step. Behind the counter stood a large figure wrapped in a gray cloak, similar to the drab curtains that hung behind him. From what she could see of him in the gloom, his scruffy, charcoal hair hung down to his shoulders. Dark eyes peered out below bushy eyebrows, making his thin face look gaunt and pasty. She shuddered. He gave her the creeps, popping up from out of nowhere and staring at her as though he had never seen a customer before.
“I am sorry if I surprised you. I did not mean to make you feel uncomfortable,” he said, as if reading her mind. “You are very welcome here.”
She put down the small ornament and walked along scanning the contents of the shelves, picking through the strange collection of knickknacks. The entire time, she sensed the old man’s stare following her. She considered leaving, yet the eerie glow from the snow dome kept drawing her gaze back to the bookcase. The temptation from its hypnotic light got the better of her, and she walked back to pick it up again. “How much is this?”
A broad smile lit up the man’s face. “Take it, child. I have no use for it in my shop.”
Her eyes widened. “What, for nothing? I must give you something for it. I’ve got money, you know.”
The old man shrugged. “Well, if you are that keen on striking a deal with me.” He raised one of his bushy eyebrows. “All I will ask is for you to take great care of such a beautiful item. Promise me you will be good and always tell the truth.”
“I always tell the truth anyway. I hate liars!” she declared, a little puzzled by such a strange request. “Is that it? Is that all you want?”
He bellowed with laughter.
She placed one hand on her hip. “What’s so funny, then?”
“I am sorry.” He leaned closer across the counter. His weather-beaten face creased with concern. “Telling the truth is not always an easy thing to do, especially when you find yourself in trouble.” His expression lightened. “I am Goffer, the shop keeper, and if I am not mistaken, you will find yourself in trouble if you do not hurry. Time is getting on.”
Charlotte glanced at her watch. “You’re right!” She rushed to the door in a fluster, but stopped before leaving. “Thank you! Thanks a lot. That was really nice of you.”
Goffer stood motionless, barely visible in the shadows. “I would not be so quick to thank me just yet.”
I had no idea why I was there. I hadn’t done anything, apart from not handing in History homework. And talking too much in Maths. And pushing over Matthew after assembly. “I haven’t done anything.” I said.
Miss Simpson held up a letter by its corner, as if it were a disc of dog dirt. “Your parents have written to confirm you’re leaving.” She looked at me. “Tomorrow.” She peered over the top of her silver semi-circular spectacles, retained on a chain around her neck, as if they would ever dare to escape. She was clearly irritated by the thought of any child wanting to leave her school. Not just any school, but her school. Her narrow lips, tightly moulded hairstyle, sharp features and practiced flinty expression made my knees shake. “I have the letter here.”
“I think that’s wrong,” I ventured. “I’m not leaving; I’m staying here.”
Once upon a time there was a white wolf named Frost who lived in The Enchanted Forest of Rising Moon Lake. Frost was the leader of the entire forest. There was even a fire-breathing dragon that lived in the forest! He was a baby blue dragon and he could not breathe fire yet. He just was not old enough to produce fire. The little dragon's name was Sparky. Sparky flew around the forest with the other birds.
There were several birds in the forest. There was a bald eagle named Freedom, a hawk named Jet, a wise old owl named Hooter, a turkey buzzard named Buzz, a bat named Creepy, Woody the Redheaded Woodpecker, and Raven the crow. There were also two swans that lived in the lake by the forest. There was a black swan named Knight and a pretty white swan named Queenie.
There were many animals in the forest. There was another gray and white wolf named Timber. There were also three black wolves that were troublemakers named Dark, Dusk, and Shade. There were two mountain lions named Prowler and Sky, a possum named Hanger, Blackie the Black Bear, Boomer the Buffalo, Snort the wild pig, Howler the coyote, Lizzy and Tizzy the two deer, Wonder the raccoon, Foxy the Fox, Scooter the skunk, and Poker the Porcupine.
There was also a little lizard named Dusty and a beautiful black, yellow and white striped caterpillar named Chewy. Chewy could not wait to turn into a butterfly so he could fly around the forest.
There was a little glass frog that you could see through! You could even see everything inside of him! His name was Shiny. He had a little green tree frog that was his best friend. The tree frog was named Moss. Moss could glide from tree to tree. He had web-like feet that had skin between the toes. This helped him to glide, and he looked just like he was flying!
There was a magical tree in the center of the forest named Magic. Magic was alive! He had the face of a man, and he could talk! He was always watching over the forest and protecting it. There was a magical dust in the branches of his tree that was very powerful.
Sparky was practicing hard trying to breathe fire. He was able to produce one little spark! Sparky tried again. This time he was able to produce two sparks. He tried again. The third time he produced fire! The forest was very dry because it had been so long since it had rained. Sparky didn't know how to control his fire yet. His fire hit the dry leaves of the forest and started a forest fire, which spread very quickly. Sparky flew to Frost very scared, and he told him what he had done. Sparky was very sorry and told Frost he did not mean to start the forest fire. Frost took off running towards the fire to see how bad it was. It was very bad! Frost yelled for everyone to leave the forest right away and head for the lake. Everyone started running and flying to the lake.
Scooter the skunk got trapped in the fire! The fire was getting closer and closer to him. Suddenly, a forest ranger pulled up in a jeep and jumped out. He ran over to Scooter and picked him up. When he did, Scooter sprayed him with his stinky skunk spray! Scooter didn't mean to spray the forest ranger. He was just very scared. He knew that the forest ranger was trying to help him. The forest ranger made an ugly face and covered his nose with his hand. He drove Scooter to the lake and quickly released him. Then the forest ranger jumped out of his car and ran into the lake. He started trying to wash the skunk smell off of him as fast as he could.
Some of the other animals were trapped in the fire too. Frost yelled for all of the large birds to fly around and to find any animals that were trapped in the fire. They could swoop them up and rescue them. Freedom, Jet, Hooter and Buzz took off flying. They were able to rescue Hanger, Wonder, Dusty, Shiny and Chewy. Everyone was safe at the lake now.
Frost told Sparky to fly to the magical tree in the center of the forest. He told him to ask Magic for some branches with the magical dust in them to stop the forest fire. Sparky took off flying to the center of the forest. When he got there, the fire was getting very close to Magic! Magic told Sparky to hurry and break off two of his branches with the magical dust in them. He then told him to fly over the fire and drop the branches on the fire. He told him that the magical dust in his branches would put the fire out. Sparky broke off two branches and flew over the fire with them. He dropped them into the fire. Suddenly, the fire died down and went completely out. Sparky had started the fire, but he had also saved everyone from the fire!
Sparky returned to everyone at the lake. He did not know if everyone was going to be mad at him or not. They were not mad at him, and they all cheered for him. They all knew that he did not mean to start the fire. They already knew that Sparky felt so bad about what had happened. He promised everyone that he would be more careful with his fire next time.
Prowler told everyone that she had some good news. She said that she and Sky were going to have some little cubs very soon! About a month later, Prowler gave birth to two little mountain lion cubs. She had a male and a female. She named her cubs Harley and Hazel.
The next day, Queenie told everyone that she was going to have babies very soon too. Everyone was so excited. About three weeks later, Queenie had four little baby swans! She named her baby swans Bubbles, Boo, Sue and Lou.
One day, Dark, Dusk and Shade were up to no good. They had planned an attack on Frost. They wanted to be the leaders of the forest. Suddenly, they jumped Frost and started a fight with him. It was three against one! Frost was a very strong wolf. He could probably even fight two of them off. There was no way he could win a fight against three wolves at the same time. Suddenly, all of the other animals of the forest started helping Frost. They all wanted Frost to be their leader, not the three black wolves. The three black wolves finally gave up after getting beaten up by the mountain lions. They ran off into the forest. Frost yelled at them as they were leaving. He told them not to ever come back. There was peace in the valley again. Dark, Dusk and Shade were from another forest. They had also been kicked out of their forest. Frost had welcomed them to The Enchanted Forest a few years earlier, and told them they could stay as long as they did not cause any trouble again.
While Dr. Psych sat and waited for his next patient, Tac realized it was time to have a little therapy session himself.
“Dr. Psych?” Tac called out.
Dr. Psych looked around the office, but didn’t see anyone.
“Down here.” Dr. Psych looked at the aluminum can sitting on his desk.
“My name is, Tac.” Dr. Psych jumped up and locked the door. It just wouldn’t look right for a Psychologist to be talking to a can.
“What’s the problem Tac?”
“My life.” he sobbed.
“Tell me about it,” he suggested.
He shivered at the thought of having to recall his past. He gazed longingly out the window.
“Well… it all started when I was born from Mama Bauxite.
Mama and Dad, you used to be nice.
Now you’re not and I’m paying the price.
Mama and Dad, you used to live together.
Now you don’t. You’ve left each other forever.
Life is so hard, now that I have to choose.
If I choose your house Dad, will Mama lose?
It’s never easy when a kid has to pick.
If I choose your house Mama, will Dad’s heart be sick?
Think about me and how I feel.
Divorce is not pretend. It’s for real.
Can’t you get along and once more be friends?
Can’t you love each other again the way God intends?
I have a daddy who does the world's Longest poo. Do you?...
Do you ever wonder why daddies disappear for hours on end? Where on earth do they go?
Based on true events, Daddy and the World's Longest Poo tells the adventure of a little boy who faces just such a conundrum. Follow him on a journey of discovery as he tries to make sense of one of life's great mysteries.
This debut picture book from self-published author Brydie Wright will delight pre-school and early primary readers with its honesty and sense of humour. Mums, Dads and grandparents will get a cheeky laugh out of it too.
Dawn was nine years old, and she had been invited to go to a slumber party with a group of her friends from school. Her friend Lola, who was having the slumber party, only lived about a block away from her house. Dawn's mother had given her permission to go to the party. Dawn was very excited and couldn't wait to go to the party. She knew that it was going to be so much fun. Dawn and her family had just moved to town, and she was still trying to fit in with all of the girls from her school.
Dawn's mother dropped her off at Lola's house. There were twenty girls at the party. All of the girls were in the sixth grade except for Dawn. She was only in the fifth grade and a year younger than everyone else.
Lola had planned a scavenger hunt. She put all of her friends in groups of two girls and gave them lists of what they were searching for. Lola told the girls that they had to stay in their groups and not split up. They started off on their fun adventure going from house to house searching for all of the items on their lists. The first team to find all of the items on their list would win a prize.
Dawn and Mandy were put together as a team. While they were on their scavenger hunt, Mandy told Dawn that she wanted to split up so they could finish faster and win the hunt. Dawn didn't think that was a good idea, and she didn't want to cheat. Mandy started to get angry with Dawn, so Dawn went along with her. They split up, and each girl went to the houses alone. While Dawn was walking by herself and crossing the street, a car with one headlight and a broken windshield pulled up to her. The man inside the car reached over, and the car door flew open. He yelled at her, "Get in the car!" She took off running as fast as she could. She ran up to the closest house and rushed inside without even knocking! The elderly couple that lived in the house was sure surprised to see her come flying through their door. She told them that there was a man trying to force her to get into his car! They went outside and saw him just as he was speeding away. They told her that she was okay; he was gone now. She was scared so she ran back to Lola's house and told her what had happened. Now Lola knew that she had gone on the hunt by herself and that her team had split up to win the hunt. They were caught cheating! Lola was happy that Dawn was okay, but told her that was one of the reasons they were to stay in teams of two.
Soon, all of the girls forgot about what had happened. Everyone stayed in the front yard of Lola's house. They started tumbling in the grass and having fun playing together. It was starting to get very dark outside. Dawn looked down the street, and she saw the car with only one headlight coming again! She yelled at everyone to get into the house because that bad man was coming down the street again! Everyone ran into Lola's house. Lola ran inside and told her mother what was happening. Her mother came outside and didn't see the car with only one headlight. It was gone now. She told all of the girls to stay inside now because it was getting so dark. She went around locking all the doors to her house.
After that Lola started playing music. All of the girls started dancing and laughing. They were having so much fun.
Lola told everyone that they were going to have a séance. Then she said that they were going to try to talk to an old witch from hundreds of years ago. Dawn was scared and didn't want to have a séance. Everyone else wanted to have the séance, so Dawn didn't have a choice. Lola turned off all of the lights. Then the girls got in a big circle and held hands. Lola lit several candles in the middle of the circle. Lola told everyone that they were not to break hands during the séance or the person sitting next to them would have their eyes scratched out by the witch. Dawn was very scared now. They started calling the witch. She held on tight to the hands of each girl beside her. Suddenly, one of the girls holding Dawn's hand broke away from her. Dawn tried to grab her hand back and suddenly the girl started screaming, "My eyes!" Lola jumped up and turned the lights on. Dawn looked over at the girl sitting next to her. She saw blood around both of her eyes! Dawn started screaming! Suddenly everyone started laughing! It was all a big joke that they had played on her. She didn't think it was very funny, and it had scared her. The girl had smeared ketchup all over her eyes to make it look like blood. They had all planned this joke on Dawn. Everyone knew that Dawn didn't like séances and was afraid of them. Dawn was the youngest girl there, and she felt like they were all picking on her. She didn't think it was right. Lola's mom came in and told everyone they needed to settle down. Then she told them to start getting ready for bed.
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