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The Garden Helpers. A Free Children's Story

 

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The Garden Helpers






By Alison Lawrence


Denny, Daisy, and Digger grabbed some clover, and pulled and pulled. The clover came out of the ground, and they all landed with a thump on their bottoms.

"Ouch!" Said Daisy, but she wasn't really sore. Denny, Daisy, and Digger, were very small, but they were strong little garden folk. They loved to help Mom to grow good things to eat. They also helped the pretty flowers to sparkle and shine.

They were careful not to let Mom see them as they did their work.

"I like the way God made flowers." Said Denny as he gave a thirsty sweetpea some water.

Mom was weeding the flower bed. She looked hot and tired. There were a lot of weeds. Too many weeds for Mom and the Garden Helpers to pull out.





"Mia and Toby should help Mom in the garden." Said Digger crossly.

"Yes," said Daisy sadly, "but they are always playing computer games and watching videos."

"We need to get them to come into the garden and help Mom." Said Digger as he fanned his face with his floppy hat.

"But how?" Asked Daisy, her big green eyes wide.

"Let's go home and have some of your delicious lemonade, Daisy. That should help us to think."

The little garden Helpers disappeared under a Lavender bush. They opened a small brown door. One by one, they went down a ladder into their underground home.

"Let's all think as hard as we can." Said Denny. And that is what they did, until they came up with a plan.

The three Garden Helpers climbed up a creeper and peeked through the lounge window. Mia and Toby were in their usual spot in front of the computer.

"Digger," said Denny, "you need to turn the computer switch off. Daisy and I will do the rest."

Digger slipped through the open window, and jumped lightly to the floor. Mia and Toby were too focused on the screen to see the little Helper as he slipped past them.

Click! Suddenly, the screen went dark. Daisy and Denny started to knock on the window. Tap! Tap! Tap! The children looked towards the sound. They gasped. Daisy was twirling and Denny was waving and winking on the window sill. 

"Tiny people." Whispered Mia.
"Let's go!" Shouted Toby. He pulled Mia outside and they ran around the house to the window, but Daisy and Denny had vanished.

Toby and Mia ran all over the garden. They looked under bushes and looked up into the branches of the big tree, but they couldn't find the little folk.

"They must be somewhere," said Toby, "let's help Mom to weed. Maybe we'll see them if we get down on our hands and knees."

So they did. They pulled up clumps of clover next to a very surprised Mom, and now and again, they caught a glimpse of a Garden Helper. Daisy waved at them from behind the rosemary bush. Digger took off his floppy hat and bowed, and Denny flashed a big, big smile.

***

Copyright: Alison Lawrence







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