Flat Stanley at the Harry Potter train station
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One day, Noggin got a letter from his second-cousin-on-his-mummy's-side, whose name is Mackenzie, and who lives in Oklahoma City, which is in America. Since Noggin had never met Mackenzie in person, because she lives so far away, he was very surprised to get a letter from her. But he was even more surprised when he opened the envelope, and something jumped out!
The something was shaped like a boy, and it hopped down onto the floor and said "Howdy!" (which is what they say in Oklahoma instead of "hello, how are you?"). "I'm Flat Stanley, you must be Noggin," he said. "I'm right pleased to meet you."
"Hello," said Noggin, "very pleased to meet you, too. But, um, I've never met anyone who came to visit in an envelope."
"Course you haven't. That's because a bulletin board fell on me and squished me flat. So now, I get to go on adventures. And your cousin Mackensie thought it would be fun if I came to England to have an adventure with you."
Since it was Flat Stanley's first trip to England, Noggin thought he should see both the beautiful countryside and the big city of London. So first they went on a trip to the Peak District, where they stayed in a town called Bakewell (which has very good puddings), and they went for long walks along rivers and climbed rocks and visited very old pubs. Then they rode the train to London, and rode on The Underground, which is a subway, which is also called The Tube (and it was so crowded that it was a very good thing Stanley was so flat). They visited the Houses of Parliament and saw Big Ben, and they rode on a giant ferris wheel called the London Eye.
When they got home, Stanley was a little sad, as he climbed back into the envelope for his trip home to Mackensie. "Thanks Noggin," he sniffed. "I've had a rip-roaring time. Ya'll come visit us in Oklahoma sometime."
"Cheerio, Flat Stanley," said Noggin, and he licked the flap and sent Stanley on his way.
That was so cute.. You are fantastic.
Posted by: Ann Gibson | 26 October 2006 at 11:04 PM
I too have a Westie...his name is Bailey! I also have a Wheaten Terrier named Fenway! I may only be 5 months old...but I love to listen to bedtime stories. Maybe you could write one about Noggin meeting Bailey and Fenway!
Posted by: Ryan | 31 October 2006 at 12:51 AM