The Magic Mirror and the Wedding
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Stella's best friend Celeste has invited her on a trip to FantasyLand in the USA. But the date clashes with a family wedding. Can the magic mirror help Stella avoid a big disappontment? Support Storynory - visit our website, buy our latest book (Sleepy Star by Bertie Fraser for younger members of family)
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Stella's Magic Mirror
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Stella's grandmother gives her an old mirror as a birthday present. There is more to this mirror than meets the eye. The first in a new series. An easy way to support Storynory is to buy Sleepy Star by Bertie Fraser on Amazon
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Journey to the West: the Crown that Hurt
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A Chinese Monk - Tripitaka - is travelling through lawless lands on the way to India. He is protected on the way by Sun Wukong - a monkey warrior who is wild at heart. When they meet some bandits in the forest, Sun Wukong deals with them - but Tripitaka is not happy. From the Chinese epic story, The Journey to the West. Adapted by Bertie. Read by Jana. Please support us in any way you can.
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Journey to the West: The Monk Rescues the Monkey
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We continue the great Chinese epic about the Monkey Warrior, Sun Wukong, who must escort the Buddhist monk Tripitaka on his long journey to India to fetch the sacred scrolls. But first, Tripitaka must rescue Sun Wukong from his prison beneath a mountain, where the mischievous Monkey has been trapped for 500 years. Read by Jana Elizabeth and written and adapted by Bertie for Storynory. Please support Storynory in any way you can. We have been sharing free stories with families for 21 years.
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The Stolen Bicycle
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The Monkey steels a bicycle and rides it back to the jungle. He's surprised when the Bear rides off on it - and then loses it. Meanwhile, the little girl whose bike has been stolen is very sad... and cross. And the Bear is angry because she thinks he was the one who stole it.
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The Dutch Hotel - Déjà Vu
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Have you ever walked into a place and thought, "I've seen this before" - even when you know you've never been there. This episode of our spooky series The Dutch Hotel explains why you might get that feeling sometimes. This story is dedicated to Adam, Yarden & Neta who asked us to do something just a bit spooky.
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The Lamb - poem by William Blake
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Hello, this is Jana, and I’m here with some lines by the English poet and artist, William Blake. It’s a sweet, simple poem, with a deep meaning. Little Lamb who made thee Dost thou know who made thee Gave thee life & bid thee feed. By the stream & o'er the mead; Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing wooly bright; Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the vales rejoice! Little Lamb who made thee ...
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The Monkey King (Journey to the West)
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Sun Wukong (the Monkey King) is born from a stone egg on Flower and Fruit Mountain. He seeks immortality and invincible strength in battle. Soon, the Jade Emperor hears about all the trouble he is creating on Earth and decides to give him a job so that he can keep an eye on him. We are partly publishing this to fill a gap in our Chinse Years of the Animals Cycle (hence the mention to people born in the Year of the Monkey). Jana and adapted for Storynory by Bertie. Do check out how you can support us on Storynory.
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When Your Trainers go for a Run
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Where are your shoes when you can't find them? A small story about a pair of trainers (sneakers) that go for a run on their own.
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The Best Dressed Crocodile
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What is more important in life, handbags or cake? One of our Small Stories, aimed at our "smallest" audience members, but we hope the older ones among you will find this funny too! This is about a Crocodile who loves to go shopping. The song at the end is sung by Jana! Jana of course narrates the story, written by Bertie. And if you would like to support us regularly or one off, please visit our website at .
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The Fox Princess
Hello, this is Jana, and I’m here with one of our Small Stories. It’s about a fox who can change shape. And although it’s very much set in London, stories of shape-shifting foxes originally come from Korea and the Far East
A fox went to watch the Changing of the Guard.
She poked her nose through the railings of the palace.
A boy pointed and called out,
“Fox!”
The fox did not want a guard to spot her.
So she turned into a princess.
The guard opened the gate and bowed.
Inside the palace, the red-headed princess gazed around.
Everything was shiny and grand.
Then she smelt something nice.
She followed her nose to the kitchen.
The cook looked up.
“What would you like, Your Highness?” he asked.
She replied,
“Chicken wings…
And a saucer of warm milk.”
She went upstairs to a bedroom.
A footman brought a plate of chicken wings
and a saucer of warm milk.
She ate every last bite and lapped up the milk.
After that, she went downstairs again.
A young princeling smiled at her.
“Let’s play hide and seek,” he said.
She closed her eyes and counted to twenty.
She opened them. She sniffed.
And she found him hiding under the grand piano.
They went out into the garden.
The princeling closed his eyes and counted to 20.
The princess turned back into a fox
and hid under the shed.
The princeling searched.
He looked behind the trees
and inside the summer house.
But he could not find her.
Then the King’s dogs came into the garden.
The fox felt scared.
She ran.
Across the grass,
through the palace,
and out of the front gates.
A guard shouted,
“Fox!”
But she was gone.
Back to the park.
And that was the Small Story of the Fox Princess, written by Bertie, and read by me, Jana.
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For now, from me, Jana, goodbye.
Song
The Fox Princess
Count to twenty. Don’t look around.
Listen out - for the slightest sound.
Feel a shimmer, or a spark —
A rusty streak, through the dark .
Shape shifts, flame flicks,
Moonlight shines, on your skin
Is this a game
Or the world we are living in
You’re so magical…
Wild at heart.
Princess of nowhere —
Master of art.
You’re so magical…
Seen, then gone.
Only a pawmark
Lingering on.
You’re so magical…
Changing your face.
Fairytale figure,
Leaving no trace.
You’re so magical…
Fleet and free.
Princess of maybe —
Who could you be?