The Magic Quilt
PART 2
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The Magic Quilt PART 2 |
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As Sam and Lee read the verse, the quilt began to quiver. It shivered very gently at first then gave a sudden shudder. Sam and Lee both fell in a heap in the centre of the quilt. As they clambered back onto their knees, they looked at each other with wide eyes.
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| Sam | Are you thinking what I’m thinking? | |||
| Lee | Don’t be silly! Of course it’s not! You only get that kind of thing in story books. | |||
| Sam | Didn’t you feel it shaking? | |||
| Lee | That was just your imagination. | |||
| Sam | And yours! | |||
| Lee | There is no such thing as a flying carpet | |||
| Sam | This isn’t a flying carpet – it’s a flying quilt! I’m going to read the verse again. | |||
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Click the patch to read it |
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As if it was waking up from a long, long sleep, the quilt seemed to stretch itself, smoothing out its folds and wrinkles. A gentle vibration moved out from the centre of the quilt like a ripple moving across the surface of a pond. Then, like a pianist flexing his fingers before settling down to play, the quilt seemed to frill and ripple at the edges. Gently … very gently … almost cautiously … the quilt shimmered … and quivered … and … lifted! Not far. Just a few centimetres – but it was definitely off the ground.
Sam and Lee just stared at each other. They did not move. They did not speak. They did not dare. They just knelt. Waiting. Waiting for the quilt to settle down again onto the patch of grass that Sam’s Dad called his “lawn”. But it didn’t settle. The quilt just floated. If anything, it was drifting ever so slowly upwards.
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| Lee | Look! Just by your right knee! That bit of the quilt seems to be … sort of … ‘jiggling’. | |||
| Sam | Jiggling? Wait a second. You’re right. It’s another patch with writing on. Shall I read it? | |||
| Lee | What if …? | |||
| Sam | Let’s read it! | |||
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| Lee | More? What do you think that means? | |||
| Sam | Perhaps there’s a magic word. You know, like "Abracadabra". | |||
| Lee | Careful! If that was the word then we might have whooshed off up into the sky. | |||
| Sam | Well, it obviously wasn’t the right word because we’re still here. What other magic words do you know? | |||
| Lee | "Please"? My Mum says that’s the magic word. | |||
| Sam | No, I mean a proper magic word – like "Izzy-Wizzy!" | |||
| Lee | Nothing’s happened. | |||
| Sam | What about “Wizzy-wazzy-woo!”? | |||
| Lee | Still nothing. What about Harry Potter. | |||
| Sam | I know a Harry Potter spell – "Alohomora!" | |||
| Lee | What does that do? | |||
| Sam | Opens locked doors, I think. | |||
| Lee | Don’t you know any Harry Potter flying spells? | |||
| Sam | "Wing-something-levi-something!" I can’t really remember. | |||
| Lee | Look, it’s doing it again! There! It’s jiggling! | |||
| Sam | Maybe that’s the magic word – "Wing-something-levi-something.” | |||
| Lee | No. I think it means the quilt wants to tell us something. That’s what it meant last time. | |||
| Sam | So what is it saying this time? | |||
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| Sam | What do you think that means? | |||
| Lee | It’s obvious, isn’t it? | |||
| Sam | We can go anywhere we want to! | |||
| Lee | But we have to tell the quilt in a poem! | |||
| Sam | O.K. Let's write a poem. | |||
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Click here to WRITE A POEM |
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Click here for PART THREE of the story |
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Click here for main MAGIC QUILT page |
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