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Setting: Fairytale
Head in the Clouds
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Genre: PhilosophicalSetting: FairytaleNew Vocabulary: Buffalo, Daydream, Equestrian school, Famine, Head in the clouds, Herd, Illustrate a point, Light at the end of the tunnel, Puddle, Thrust, Topple overWord Count: 737Original Author: Fairy TalesOne day, Dai received a gift from his sister: it was a pot of lamp oil. Over the next few weeks, as Dai used the pot, he noticed it had a strange quality. No matter how much oil he used, the pot was always full the next day. That night, Dai lay down in bed, but he was so excited he could not sleep. He stared up at the pot on his shelf and daydreamed.
The Raven’s Heart
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Genre: RomanceSetting: FairytaleNew Vocabulary: Beak, Bolt of lightning, Caw, Cloak, Domestic violence, Hold hostage, Huntress, Put a plan into practice, Raven, Splatter, True to someone’s word, Vomit, WitchWord Count: 5398Original Author: Ariel GoodbodyBut there was one thing that Zelda could never do. Morg had felt her confusion, as they had shared the kiss. The magic could change Morg’s appearance, but it could not change the way her body felt. Zelda had felt her heavy arms, her sharp bones and rough skin, and she had moved away in surprise.
Open Sesame
He gasped. The mountain was full of treasures! There was gold and silver and thousands of jewels. They sat in piles, like piles of seeds, but these treasures were so much better than seeds. The poor man did not know what to take. He did not want the thieves to kill him. So he took just a bit of gold, filling his pockets. He wanted to take the jewels, but he thought that the thieves…
Mother Death
‘You wicked boy!’ they spat. ‘I raised you, I gave you everything you needed, and you disobeyed me!’ ‘I did not,’ said Mortimer, smiling wickedly. ‘You stood at the head of his bed, and so the King was supposed to survive.’ Death raised a bony finger at Mortimer. ‘If you ever trick me again, it will mark the end of your life.’
[100th episode celebration!] The Wind in Her Hand
Once upon a time, there was a land where the sun never set. Every hour of every day, it shone bright and hot. The people of this land lived in huge cities, where everyone who walked down the street held a parasol. All the parasols pressed together and formed a wall that blocked out the sun, and yet, the people still felt its heat. At night, they covered their windows with thick curtains, and yet,…
The Land of Youth
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Genre: Myths & LegendsSetting: FairytaleNew Vocabulary: Cast a spell, Disguise, Druid, Forever, Hunt, Land, Marry, Monster, Son-in-law, Ugly, YouthWord Count: 1563Original Author: Irish MythsNiamh’s father was afraid of many things. He thought that someone might try to kill him so that they could be king. He thought that someone would run faster than him in the next game. But he had a druid who could see the future, so he asked him to see the future. ‘Nobody will kill you, my king. And only one person would run faster than you: your son-in-law. So if your daughter never…
You Can’t Please Everyone
‘Why do you have a donkey, but you don’t ride it? Donkeys should be ridden.’ So the man said to his son, ‘Get on the donkey and ride it.’ They kept on going. A few hours later, a group of old women walked past. ‘Look at that lazy young boy,’ said one of the women. ‘Shame on him! He makes his father walk while he rides. His father should ride on the horse.’
The Boy Who Cried Wolf
Once there was a young boy called Lyman. He worked in the field and looked after the sheep. He was a shepherd. His father was a shepherd, and his grandfather was a shepherd and his grandfather’s father was a shepherd. Everyone told Lyman, ‘One day, you will be a great shepherd.’ But Lyman didn’t want to be a shepherd. He wanted to be a hunter. Hunters fought wolves, and they were big and strong. Shepherds…
Stone Soup
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Genre: PhilosophicalSetting: FairytaleNew Vocabulary: Axe, Delicious, Get stuck, Ingredient, Nail (metal), Owner, Pot, Stone, Suffocate, TasteWord Count: 792Original Author: Fairy TalesOnce, a man was travelling across the country. He was very poor. One day he arrived in a town, and he had no more food. He asked the people for food, but nobody wanted to talk to him. So he went into the centre of town with a big cooking pot. He made a fire, put a stone in the pot, and filled it with water. An old woman walked past and saw the pot.…
Hold On, Little Pot!
Once, there was a builder. He worked very hard, but he was happy. He had a good home and a beautiful wife. One day, the King came to him and said, ‘Dear builder! I have heard that you are the best builder in the country. I want to see your work. Build a house for my son.’