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Publié par | Troubador Publishing Ltd |
Date de parution | 14 décembre 2019 |
Nombre de lectures | 0 |
EAN13 | 9781838597818 |
Langue | English |
Poids de l'ouvrage | 9 Mo |
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Copyright © 2020 Dana Lynn Coles
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For Ro and Eve, Maysie and Archie, Woody,
and the twinkle in Carly’s and in Fabiana’s eye
Contents
1. Meet Joey
2. Dash and Dornie
3. A Sad Day for Joey
4. Joey Moves Home
5. The Play Barn
6. Lights Out
7. A Magical Journey
8. The Pouque Fairies
9. Whimsy Bub
10. Always say ‘Thank You’
Glossary
1.
Meet Joey
There is an island so small that if you looked at it on a map, it would look like a freckle in the middle of the English Channel. It’s called Guernsey and, if chance would have it, that you found yourself standing on this island and looking up at the same time, you might just see something bright yellow with a big red nose, doing handstands and somersaults in the sky. Well, that would be G-Joey. He’s an aeroplane. His friends call him “Joey”, so I think that means you can, too.
Joey is a passenger plane, which means he takes different people to different places for different reasons. He takes business people to cities to do “businessy” things and takes families to see each other so they can hug and kiss and say how much they have grown. He takes holidaymakers to the seaside, so they can roll up their long trousers to paddle in the sea, and he takes ladies on shopping trips so they can buy new dresses for special occasions or, sometimes, for “just because”.
Joey loves flying more than anything. He loves it because up in the sky there’s a whole lot of blue and when he looks down, everything shrinks into miniature and it makes the world seem less complicated. Islands become pebbles and boats look like confetti tossed across the water. Roads shrivel into spaghetti strands that curl around postage-stamp fields and neighbourhoods. Cars and lorries become crawling black specks, and houses look like toy Lego squares. Far-away polka dots of green are the tallest trees and people, well, they disappear altogether.
And from the sky, the sea stands still. It becomes a beautiful blue mirror with small cracks that are the waves and it sparkles with a thousand diamonds made by the sunshine. Joey likes the quiet of the sky, too, with only the sound of the wind breathing, and the air is always fresh, making every moment feel like the start of a new day.
2.
Dash and Dornie
When Joey isn’t flying, he lives in a hangar, at the airport, with his best friends Dash and Dornie. They aren’t yellow, but best friends don’t have to be exactly the same.
There’s no keeping up with Dash; he’s quicker than a sneeze or a wink. As soon as he takes off, he becomes a whisper of himself in the sky. He’s kind, too. He always shares out the snacks left behind in his pockets on the plane (even the chocolate-covered ones) and offers to sleep in the draughty corner by the hangar doors when the wind picks up.
Dornie dawdles, which means she is always late. She’s either fussing over the shine on her tail or polishing her wheels, or losing things. She’d lose her wings if they weren’t bolted on. But all of this is forgiven because Dornie is the most wonderful storyteller. She can magic up a story anytime, as though she has a library in her head.
Dash, Dornie and Joey often go out flying together. Dash leads the way, of course. They chase rainbows to the pot of gold and loopy-loop the clouds. They fly low over the sea to get a glimpse of the grey mullet fish with their great pink lips blowing water kisses to each other, and of the crabs side-stepping their way into secret hidey-holes. They sometimes come across dolphins and watch them as they graciously weave in and out of the water, playing “catch me if you can” at the bow of boats.
At other times, the three of them just sit together, on a headland on the west coast.