Stream Fun.

Stream Fun.


A hot day in Fairyland many of the Fairies were using their wings to fan each other. One of the Leprechauns had made a large fan high up in the trees. A group of Pixies was pulling on a rope setting the fan in motion. It gave off a little coolness but was not very effective. I had an idea. I took my deep freeze bags that I use for shopping, went with the bags into town, and filled them with packets of Ice cream. Hurrying back to the woods I gave each of the Fairies an Ice Cream. They were delighted.

The next day Ice cream once again, I went and fetched enough so that each Fairy could have an ice cream. I could not do this every day it would have become suspicious. What did an old man like me want with so much ice cream? I then had what I thought was a brilliant idea. Blocking the stream that ran through Fairyland I built a dam. The water piled up behind the dam and a pool deep enough to swim in was waiting for some swimmers.

As you, all know Fairies must not get their wings wet as it stops them from making a quick get away if danger nears. To get over this I ran an electric cable through the woods and fitted up a hair dryer just to the side of the pool. I had to set an example and running home, I changed into a swimsuit and ran back to the pond. It had gotten quite big by now so I made a small hole in the dam so that some of the water could run off.

Then I jumped in to the water the Fairies watching and wondering what I was doing. I had a quick swim, then came out of the pond, and dried my hair with the hair dryer. The Fairies caught on quick and soon there were fairies of all ages swimming in the dammed up stream or using the hair dryer. To make sure that no one could catch them by surprise the Fairies posted lookouts around the woods. The day went as in a dream for the delighted Fairies.

So that it would not cause any suspicion, I took to buying ice cream in different towns and villages and bringing it back home by car. In this way, my Fairies were able to enjoy ice cream and swimming. Soon the dammed up stream became very popular with the wild animals of the woods many of whom also came for a quick swim mainly at night or when the Fairies had gone for the day. I had to buy another hair dryer to dry the Fairies wings one was just no enough.

Fairies came from all over the world to my swimming pool now the buying of ice cream was getting more difficult I had to go farther every day for ice cream. Some  
of the fairies were now asking for exotic things like coconuts or fruits from their home countries these wishes I could not fulfill. In the end, I asked Her Majesty Queen Feeanna for her advice. I could not cope any more what with ice cream and strange fruits. I had bought six new hairdryers and they were running all day, my electricity bill would be very high this time.

Her Majesty smiled and said this year for the first time the Fairies have been able to enjoy Mother Nature’s gift of water not just to drink but also to swim. For years, we have been thinking up ways ands means to dry Fairy wings when they get wet. You have the means with your hair dryers to dry the wings off in seconds. The only difficulty is for us to get the electricity to run the hair dryers. I will ask Mother Nature if she can help; there is enough electricity in a flash of lightning to keep hair dryers going for years.

Mother Nature was all for this splendid idea and now once a year a flash of lightning hits the electricity grid and feeds it so many thousands of volts. Up until now, none of the electricity firms has noticed that Fairies all over the world are now using hair dryers to dry their wings. I still go looking for ice cream for my fairies we do not get so many visitors now as most Fairies have built their own dams across streams and can swim to their hearts content.

Sometime when you come across a stream in the woods listen very carefully, you might even get to hear the excited voices of Fairies swimming for pleasure. You might too hear the sounds of the hair dryers, which sound like the wind blowing through the trees. One must listen very carefully though.

 

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