A collection of twelve original fairy tales with a gentle, sensitive flavor. There are no wicked witches threatening to cook and eat small children, no big, bad wolves devouring your grandma. You will find instead, stories in which good things happen to characters who work at making their lives and relationships better--with and without magic.
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"Williams and Rossi open the gates of the reader's imagination to a rich world of fantasy, to the faraway lands of the unicorn, the magic whistle and the fairy rose. Into the tapestry of her dozen tales, Williams weaves strong values of peace, cooperation, cheerful courage and--above all--love." (Ann Herbert Scott, author)
"The conscious mind is entertained with an imaginative story while the unconscious mind receives the seeds for tomorrow's happiness. A wonderful gift to all children." (Kathleen Schonder, Educator)
"The stories are magical and show in a believable way that everyday magic pervades our human lives." (Elizabeth Peterson, Catalist)
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From the story: The Whistle and the Rain
This is the story of a magic whistle and the boy, Keevon, who lost it. It happened long ago in a kingdom called Tarrizon where it rained very little. What rain did fall, raced down the hills of the land barely soaking the hard-baked earth. Only the slow-melting winter snow on the high peaks could nourish the mountain forest and feed the deep springs in the desert where Keevon lived.
All summer long the farmers of Tarrizon worked the forests of lum trees on the mountaintops, gathering wood for the winter. Keevon and his father were among them. Once a week, in their old farm wagon, they would go up the mountain high above their home to cut trees. Even though the work was hard, Keevon loved to go, just to feel the cool mountain air and hear the whistle of birds in the forest.
One day, as Keevon chopped wood with his father, he watched the sky anxiously for rain. Earlier that morning he had left his whistle by the dry creek bed farther down the valley. He had laid it on a rock in the sunshine but forgot it when his father called him back to the wagon.
Now his whistle pouch was empty, which bothered him greatly. The whistle had been Grandfather's. It was old and special. Magically, it called the birds to him. He didn't want to lose it to the rain.
From the story: Beyond the Star
Long ago, in the Kingdom of the Great Star, a minstrel boy, named Justin, was hunting Fairies of the Wood. All at once, ahead of him, he heard a beautiful voice singing in the forest.
Justin peered through the twilight shadows of the trees and saw someone walking beside a stream. "It must be a fairy," he murmured as he crept forward.
Moving from rock to rock and tree to tree, he followed the mysterious figure, listening to the voice. "I know it's a fairy," Justin assured himself, for fairies had magical voices, far lovelier than any human's.
However, the next moment he wasn't so sure. The melody sounded familiar, and he knew a fairy song should be unlike anything he had ever heard. This tune reminded him of an old ballad from the Book of Minstrels.
Justin stopped a moment to watch the Great Star rise in the evening sky. The sight of it made him shiver with excitement. "Soon I'll be like that star," he thought aloud. "Great and brilliant. Above everyone else."
He imagined how shocked the other minstrels from his school would be when he won the title of Royal Troubadour. None of them would dare try for it. Justin, however, knew he must go before the king and play his harp to fulfill that longing for greatness within him.
Noticing the voice in the forest once more, he turned and walked cautiously through the trees. Then, peering around a bramble bush, he saw a cave and a young girl, stirring a pot over a small fire as she hummed.
"Good day." He waved as he strode toward her. "Were you singing just now? Your voice is marvelous. I thought you were a fairy."
The girl smiled bashfully.
"My name is Justin." The minstrel bowed. Then he looked at her curiously. "Who are you? What are you doing alone here in the woods?"
"My name is Althea," the girl replied softly, "but I'm not alone. I've a brother, Samuel, who works as a stable boy at the Manor House."
Justin looked beyond the girl into the darkness of the cave. "This is the sort of cave I've been looking for," he told the girl. "A cave like this could hide the fairies."
Althea broke into laughter as delicate as the ringing of a crystal bell. "You won't find any fairies in this cave, or in any cave for that matter," she explained. "The fairies of this forest live within the trees."
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I was pleasantly suprised by this book. The fairy tales are just lovely, and not as scary as some more traditional stories... yet still full of meaning and morals.
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Years ago, my father met Arlene Williams and that is why I was introduced to her book around the age of 11.. I adored these fairy tales and read them for years, to this day I still have very fond memories of these beautiful stories with wonderful morals. Today, as I look for books for my children, anything Arlene Williams writes will be on the list - she is truly a gifted writer producing glorious messages for children and adults alike.
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kid approved stories that get deep,
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My 11-year-old son really enjoyed these stories. They reached many deep truths so missing in today's media for kids.
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