Timmy was an elf
who lived in a wonderful wood.
He had for company his little friends, the woodland animals, and his house was a beautiful toadstool in which he was happy and contended.
Early in the morning, he did his chores, sweeping, dusting, washing his clothes, and he always had plenty of helpers around him.
"What a lovely day it is," said Timmy. " Today I shall get all the washing dry!"
In his spare time, he amused himself playing with the animals in the wood, for he was so tiny that he could play all kinds of games.
" Look how Timmy is amusing himself!" cried some friendly little mice.
But Timmy did not at all like being so small, and one day, in search of aid, he went to consult the Wizard, and said to him, " Please Mr Wizard, make me very tall, so that I can tower over everybody else!"
The wizard gave him a magic potion to drink made from mysterious herbs and, suddenly, Timmy started to grow and grow.
"Wow!" cried Timmy, very contented. " It works, I am a giant!"
His first reaction was one of joy at seeing his wish come true, but then he saw to his great sorrow that he could not get into his little house, and that all his little friends were frightened of him and hid when they saw how big he was.
" Oh dear! Being a giant is not as nice as I thought. Now I can't get into my little house!"
A very woebegone Timmy went back to consult the Wizard, and said to him," Please turn me back to my original size again. I am so enormous, I have nowhere to live and my friends don't want to play with me."
" So, now you are sorry you wished to be sommething you were not, aren't you?"
The Wizard took pity on Timmy and returned him to his normal size.
A very contented Timmy was now able to go back and play with his little friends, and after that experience, he never entertained such ambitions again.
"What fun it is to go for a ride high up on a tortoise! Not everyone can do that, can they?"
He had for company his little friends, the woodland animals, and his house was a beautiful toadstool in which he was happy and contended.
Early in the morning, he did his chores, sweeping, dusting, washing his clothes, and he always had plenty of helpers around him.
"What a lovely day it is," said Timmy. " Today I shall get all the washing dry!"
In his spare time, he amused himself playing with the animals in the wood, for he was so tiny that he could play all kinds of games.
" Look how Timmy is amusing himself!" cried some friendly little mice.
But Timmy did not at all like being so small, and one day, in search of aid, he went to consult the Wizard, and said to him, " Please Mr Wizard, make me very tall, so that I can tower over everybody else!"
The wizard gave him a magic potion to drink made from mysterious herbs and, suddenly, Timmy started to grow and grow.
"Wow!" cried Timmy, very contented. " It works, I am a giant!"
His first reaction was one of joy at seeing his wish come true, but then he saw to his great sorrow that he could not get into his little house, and that all his little friends were frightened of him and hid when they saw how big he was.
" Oh dear! Being a giant is not as nice as I thought. Now I can't get into my little house!"
A very woebegone Timmy went back to consult the Wizard, and said to him," Please turn me back to my original size again. I am so enormous, I have nowhere to live and my friends don't want to play with me."
" So, now you are sorry you wished to be sommething you were not, aren't you?"
The Wizard took pity on Timmy and returned him to his normal size.
A very contented Timmy was now able to go back and play with his little friends, and after that experience, he never entertained such ambitions again.
"What fun it is to go for a ride high up on a tortoise! Not everyone can do that, can they?"
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