Stories I Stole

Stories I Stole is the name of one of my favorite books. It is by Wendell Steavenson. She is so cool. I would like to be her, except that I couldn't possibly be that cool. I mean, just look at her cool first name. If I had a cool name like that, I bet I'd be cooler. But, I'm not.

I bought my copy of the book in Perth, Western Australia (a cool town) from a cool bookstore called Bookstop. It was cool.

The book came to mind because the following story is stolen from H, age 7. It is also way cooler than I could ever be.

The Magic Sea

Once upon a time Long ago there was a slave and his wife. Every day they had to go to the sea and get two buckets of water, now they had to do this five times a day. So One day on the fivth time the slave was out geting water and he said "I wish I was prince" and then he saw a big splash, next thing he knew he was sitting in a thrown at the Palace he was surprised, amazed. "wow" he mummbled. the next day he said "Bring me a Boat. Let me sail alone" so he sailed alone at sea then he said "i want to be king" next he saw a big splash then the next thing he knew he was sitting at the throne at the palace he was surprised amazed "wow" he said once more he set out to sea but he had gotten so greedy this time he said I wish I had a palace made out of gold. When he returned home his palace was made out of gold. The next day again he set out to sea but this time he said "I wish I had all the gold in the world" then in a booming voice, the sea said, "you have grown too greedy. I will turn you back into the slave you use to be." He saw a big splash then the next thing he knew he was back in his hut with his wife. His wife said, "where were you?" "When I was going to the sea I said, 'I wish I was prince' all I saw was a big splash of water then I was prince. I don't know what happened?" His wife fell silent. "There's a legend that says one day a man would find the magic sea. I guess you found it." "Yes," he said. From then on they were never ever dissapointed.