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The Fairy Tale Book: Classic Tales From Childhood
The Fairy Tale Book: Classic Tales From Childhood
The Fairy Tale Book: Classic Tales From Childhood
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The Fairy Tale Book: Classic Tales From Childhood

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We all love the classic fairy tales, but just how well do we remember them? Fairy tales, passed down by word of mouth, have captivated and entertained generations of children and their parents. Today, reading these traditional tales aloud is still the best way to enjoy them and a great way to spend quality time with children. Specially written and beautifully illustrated for this edition, the tales in The Fairy Tale Book remind parents of the details of all the classics, including Cinderella, Thumbelina, The Little Mermaid, Jack and the Beanstalk, Snow White, The Princess and the Pea, The Elves and the Shoemaker and many more favourites.
LanguageEnglish
Release dateOct 22, 2010
ISBN9781843175827
The Fairy Tale Book: Classic Tales From Childhood
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Buster Books loves to create books for curious and creative children, which spark the imagination and encourage exploration. Above all, they are books to be enjoyed.

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    Introduction

    Each of the fairy tales in this collection has been especially chosen for its magical and mysterious qualities. You will discover many favourite characters and wonderful new friends, whose stories are sure to delight and amaze you. From beautiful princesses to scary giants, the perfect story is certainly waiting for you within the pages of this book. 

    The Artist

    Lisa Jackson originally studied classical animation at Senior College Ballyfermot before moving into graphic design and comic books. She now concentrates on illustrating books for children in a variety of media, and lives and works in Dublin, Ireland.

    The Frog Prince

    One fresh spring evening, a beautiful Princess was strolling through the woods in the palace gardens, singing softly to herself. After some time, she arrived at a pretty pool, and decided to stay a little while.

    The Princess had taken her favourite toy with her: a ball made of glistening gold. Over and over again, she threw the ball up into the air, catching it each time with a smile.

    Her success made her confident, so she threw the ball into the air much higher than before. This time, the Princess did not catch it, and the ball dropped to the ground, and rolled straight into the water. When she peered into the pool, the poor girl found that the water was so deep she couldn’t even see the bottom. The ball was nowhere to be seen. The Princess cried out, ‘My favourite toy! I would give up everything if only I could get it back somehow.’

    As she spoke, a little frog hopped out of the pool and asked the Princess why she was so upset. ‘Why should you care, little frog?’ she asked bitterly. ‘My golden ball has fallen into the water, and now I’ll never get it back.’

    The frog thought for a moment and then said, ‘If you promise to always love me, and let me live with you in the palace, I will get it back for you. You would only have to let me eat from your plate and sleep on your pillow. You would not have to give up anything.’

    Now the Princess, thinking that the frog would never be able to follow her back to the palace, saw no harm in allowing him to fetch the ball. ‘Very well,’ she sniffed. The frog leapt into the water. When he returned, the frog spat the ball out at her feet and smiled. The Princess snatched up her ball and ran off. Even when the frog called after her, to remind her of her promise, she did not stop. 

    The next evening at dinner there was a tell-tale sound from the palace steps. Splish-splosh-splish-splosh. A knock sounded at the door, and a familiar little voice called out,

    ‘Princess, Princess, open the door,

    Your woodland love can wait no more.

    Remember your promise at the pool,

    Your royal honour is the golden rule.’

    The Princess had forgotten the promise she had made to the frog, and looked at the King guiltily. ‘What is the matter, child?’ he asked. Sighing, the Princess replied, ‘Yesterday, a horrid little frog made me promise that he could live here with me, if he got my ball back from the pool.’

    ‘And did he?’ asked the King.

    ‘Yes,’ said the Princess quietly.

    ‘Then you must honour your promise as the frog says, child. Let him in.’

    The Princess rose reluctantly from her chair and opened the door. Splish-splosh-splish-splosh. The little frog hopped to the table and leapt straight to the Princess’s plate. The Princess completely lost her appetite, and when the frog had eaten his fill he asked her to take him to her bedchamber. There she placed him on her pillow, and he fell straight to sleep. In the morning, the frog hopped back to the pool. The Princess breathed a sigh of relief, but that evening, to her horror, a tell-tale sound came up the palace steps again. Splish-splosh-splish-splosh. Then there was a knock at the door,

    ‘Princess, Princess, open the door,

    Your woodland love can wait no more.

    Remember your promise at the pool,

    Your royal honour is the golden rule.’

    That evening the frog ate from the Princess’s plate and slept on her pillow again, then returned to the pool in the morning. On the third evening, exactly the same thing happened, but when the Princess opened her eyes in the morning the frog was gone. Instead, a handsome Prince stood at the side of her bed, waiting for her to wake.

    ‘Where did you come from?’ she asked in surprise.

    ‘Long ago, I was enchanted by a wicked fairy to live the rest of my life as a frog, until an honourable Princess took pity on me. Unless the Princess allowed me to live with her, and eat from her plate, and sleep on her pillow for three nights in a row, I would remain a frog forever.

    ‘Now that you have broken this terrible spell,’ said the Prince, ‘I would be honoured if you would marry me, and live with me in my castle on the other side of the forest.’

    The Princess was astonished, but very relieved that the King had made her honour her promise to the frog. She smiled and said, ‘Yes,’ for she knew already that she loved the Prince, and would be happy to spend her life with him. After the ceremony, the Prince’s faithful servant arrived to take the happy couple to the castle on the other side of the forest. The Princess said a fond farewell to her father, the King, knowing that she would be able to visit often, as he was so nearby. She set out for her new home with the Prince who had once lived as a frog, and they lived happily ever after.

    Jack And The Beanstalk

    Long ago, a widow and her son Jack lived in a small cottage with a tiny garden beside it. They kept a cow, and lived on the money they made from selling her milk. After many years, the cow began to give less and less milk. One day, she gave no milk at all, so Jack’s mother sent him to market, saying, ‘Sell her for the best price you can. We must find another way to make a living.’

    Jack led the cow away, whistling cheerily, and took the market path. There he met a man, who greeted him and asked where he was taking the cow. ‘I’m off to sell her at market, so that we can buy food for winter,’ said Jack.

    ‘Is that so?’ said the man. Then holding out his hand he asked, ‘Would you perhaps take these beans in payment for your cow?’

    ‘No fear!’ said Jack, who was really quite a sensible boy. ‘She’s worth far more than a handful of beans.’

    ‘But these are magical beans,’ the man exclaimed. ‘Plant them tonight, and by morning you’ll have a beanstalk that reaches right up to the sky.’ Poor Jack could not resist, and took the beans from the man. He watched worriedly as the man led the cow away, whistling cheerily.

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