‘The Tale of The Magic Mole and More’ is the third sequel to ‘The Tale of Greta Gumboot and Other Stories’, a collection of illustrated children's magical adventure stories about witches, wizards, dragons, fairies, talking animals and more...
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‘The Tale of The Magic Mole and More’ is the third sequel to ‘The Tale of Greta Gumboot and Other Stories’, a collection of illustrated children's magical adventure stories about witches, wizards, dragons, fairies, talking animals and more. There’s also a selection of brand new rhyming stories in the collection. There's even a new Epheline Story. In case you don't remember, He’s a very magical animal who is part cat, part elephant, particularly cute, furry and purple as they come. The tales make great bedtime stories for kids. The book is aimed at boys and girls ranging in age from 5 to 8 though younger and older children can still enjoy the stories and rhymes.
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“Ok,” said Greta, raising her hands in the air “here goes.” “Mole of the earth, open your eyes. Search your way through our wood, and hear my voice try, To summon you here, to where I now stand, Please pause from destroying, our lovely land. For I ask that we talk. And discuss our wood. Perhaps we could be friends, if we just understood.”
For a moment nothing happened, but then they heard something. It was the popping sound of approaching mole hills. They were moving at super speed towards them and getting louder as it did so.
A trail of progressively bigger molehills shot up to the side of the stone around the pool. Then the three friends got a surprise. A tiny little mole, no bigger than a kitten came flying out of the final hill, jumping high in the air and landing on the stone beside them. He was cute, with white silky fur, which sparkled with glittery, white brilliance. Was this really a dark creature?”
“What you want, lady?” he asked Greta, in his squeaky, little voice. “I got a lot of work to be on with.” “Wuff wuff wuff,” said Wilfred “wooof wooof!” “No,” said Geoffrey “it’s not a baby rabbit, Wilfred. And I don’t think he wants a pair of stilts, at present.” “You callin’ me short, woofy boy?” said the mole, shaking a fist. “Wuff.” replied Wilfred, cowering back and covering his eyes. “Ok,” smiled the mole. “But don’t say it again.”