A story told about the American Indians, from a sailor off the ship TheTermagant 1800 , complete story at http://diddilydeedot.zoomshare.com/2.html

THE BUFFALO TRAIL

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THE BLUE BIRD AND THE INDIANS

a very old story told a long, long time ago. The pictures don't belong with the story,

I just like to make the page colourful.

          It was in the year 1800 that I made my first voyage having joined the crew of the Termagant, bound for Western America. When we were nearing our destination we ran short of provisions, and used to land nightly on the neighbouring coast in order to shoot the numerous water-fowl.  I was the youngest of the hands, and had been advised not to wonder far from the others. But one evening having landed about sunset, I was attracted by a blue bird of remarkable beauty. It flew further inland and I followed it. At last I was close enough to take aim, shot, and brought it down. In order to reach it I had to make my way round a marsh on the edge of the forest, but at last I secured my prize and slung it over my shoulder.
          Then I was attracted by a flock of birds in the distance, apparently of the same kind, and regardless of consequences, I pushed on further and further. When I was at last near enough to shoot at them it was dark to aim accurately , so I only succeeded in startling the flock , which flew towards the forest uttering weird cries. Now my last cartridge was gone and I must make my way back to the ship. I suddenly realised just how very dark it had gone, and that I had turned and turned again and again, not taking notice of the way I had taken. I looked upwards to the sky for guidance from the stars, when, behold! I met  pair of eyes gazing down at mine.
          There, close to me lying along the branch of a tree was an Indian. I moved away only to notice that there was another behind a bush and another behind a tree trunk, and they were all pointing their arrows at me.

Princess Cornflower invites you to watch "The Hobbit" at peppercorn Green with the Googlenoks. enjoy Diddily

PRINCESS

CORNFLOWER

WROTE IN HER DIARY TODAY

THAT SHE AND THE GIRLS WENT TO SEE

THE HOBBIT
THEY ALL THOUGHT IT WAS BRILLIANT,

AND SO HERE IT

IS,  FOR YOU TO

WATCH.
DON'T FORGET THE
POPCORN

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Mon, 19 Jul 2010
Did you hear the one about the Ants who went marching first two by two but then . . . . . . . .

To the music of 'The animals went in two by two.'



Ant


The ants go marching one by one;
Hoorah, hoorah
The ants go marching one by one,
Hoorah hoorah
The ants go marching one by one,
The little one stops to suck his thumb,
And they all go marching across the floor,
under the door, down the drain, into the rain,
Zoom, zoom, zoom!

Ant Ant

The ants go marching two by two.
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The ants go marching two by two.
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The ants go marching two by two;
The little one stops to tie his shoe,
And they all go marching across the floor,
under the door, down the drain, into the rain,
Zoom, zoom, zoom!
AntAntAnt
The ants go marching three by three.
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The ants go marching three by three.
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The ants go marching three by three;
The little one stops to climb a tree,
And they all go marching across the floor,
under the door, down the drain, into the rain,
Zoom, zoom, zoom!

AntAntAntAnt

The ants go marching four by four.
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The ants go marching four by four.
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The ants go marching four by four;
The little one stops to shut the door,
And they all go marching across the floor,
under the door, down the drain, into the rain,
Zoom, zoom, zoom!
AntAntAntAntAnt

The ants go marching five by five.
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The ants go marching five by five.
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The ants go marching five by five;
The little one stops to take a dive,
And they all go marching across the floor,
under the door, down the drain, into the rain,
Zoom, zoom, zoom!
AntAntAntAntAntAnt

The ants go marching six by six.
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The ants go marching six by six.
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The ants go marching six by six;
The little one stops to pick up sticks,
And they all go marching across the floor,
under the door, down the drain, into the rain,
Zoom, zoom, zoom!

AntAntAntAntAntAntAnt

The ants go marching seven by seven.
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The ants go marching seven by seven.
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The ants go marching seven by seven;
The little one stops to pray to heaven,
And they all go marching across the floor,
under the door, down the drain, into the rain,
Zoom, zoom, zoom!
AntAntAntAntAntAntAntAnt

The ants go marching eight by eight.
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The ants go marching eight by eight.
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The ants go marching eight by eight;
The little one stops to rollerskate,
And they all go marching across the floor,
under the door, down the drain, into the rain
Zoom, zoom, zoom!
AntAntAnt AntAntAntAntAntAnt
The ants go marching nine by nine.
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The ants go marching nine by nine.
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The ants go marching nine by nine;
The little one stops to check the time,
And they all go marching across the floor,
under the door, down the drain, into the rain,
Zoom, zoom, zoom!
AntAntAntAntAntAntAntAntAntAnt

The ants go marching ten by ten.
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The ants go marching ten by ten.
Hoorah! Hoorah!
The ants go marching ten by ten;
The little one stops to shout

'THE END!!'

But they all kept marching across the floor,
under the door, down the drain, into the rain.

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The Tulip Fairy a small poem from Cecily M. Barker. Enjoy this and many more at Diddilydeedot's Dreamland.

 KAYLEIGH
 OF Q

Tulip Fairy Song

"Our stalks are very
straight and tall,

Our colours clear and bright;

Too many-hued to name them all --

Red, yellow, pink, or white.

And some are splashed, and some, maybe,

As dark as any plum.

From tulip-fields across the sea

To England did we come.

We were a peaceful country's pride,

And Holland is its name.

Now in your gardens we abide --

And aren't you glad we came?"

Cicely Mary Barker

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Sometimes we find friendship in strange places and at strange times in our lives

Diddily Dee Dot's Dreamland for Children Everywhere
Kayleigh Q

HERE IS A LOVELY STORY ABOUT TWO ANIMALS THAT PROVED THAT NO MATTER WHAT COLOUR OR TYPE YOU ARE, IF NEEDS BE YOU CAN BE FRIENDS FOREVER.

After losing his  parents, this 3 year old orangutan was so  depressed he wouldn't eat and didn't respond to  any medical treatments.  The veterinary surgeons  thought he would surely die for he didn't seem to have the will to live any more.  
Strnge though it may seemed the zoo keepers found an old sick dog on  the grounds in the park at the zoo where the  orangutan lived. Without more ado they took the dog to the animal  treatment center.  The dog arrived at the  same time the orangutan was there being treated.   Within moments the two animals had bonded, something in their look created a spark in the other's soul and from that day on the two animals became inseparable. 
 They are together 24 hours a day and each helps the other as though they were long time blood brothers. Isn't life strange children and wonderful.

   

They live in  Northern California where swimming is their  favorite past time, although Roscoe (the  orangutan) is a little afraid of the water and   needs his friend's help to swim. 














Together they have  discovered the joy and laughter in life and the  value of friendship.



They have found more  than a friendly shoulder to lean on. 



 I  don't know......some say life is too short,  others say it is too long, but I know that  nothing that we do makes sense if we don't touch  the hearts of others.......while it  lasts!

A Fairy went A-Marketing. by the wonderful Rose Fyleman

Diddilydeedot's Dreamland
presents
 A FAIRY WENT A - MARKETING
by Rose Fyleman

A fairy went a-marketing -
She bought a little fish;
She put it in a crystal bowl
Upon a golden dish.
An hour she watched in wondermentAnd watched its silver gleam,
And then she gently took it upAnd slipped it in a stream.

A fairy went a-marketing -
She bought a coloured bird;
It sang the sweetest, shrillest song
That ever she had heard.
She sat besides its painted cage
And listened half the day,
And then she opened wide the door
And let it fly away.
A fairy went a-marketing -
She bought a winter gown
All stitched about with gossamer
And lined with thistledown.
She wore it all the afternoon
With prancing and delight,
Then gave it to a little frog
To keep him warm at night.
A fairy went a-marketing -
She bought a gentle mouse
To take her tiny messages,
To keep her tiny house.
All day she kept its busy feet
Pit-patting to and fro,
And then she kissed its silken ears
Thanked it, and let it go.

Here is one of my favourite rhymes, written by the one and only Rose Fyleman.

THE FAIRIES HAVE
NEVER A PENNY TO SPEND

The fairies have never a penny to spend,
They haven't a thing to put by,
But theirs is the dower of bird and of flower
And theirs are the earth and the sky.
And though you should live in
a palace of gold
or sleep in a dried up ditch,
You could never be poor as the fairies are,
And never as rich.

Since ever and ever the world began
They have danced like a
ribbon of flame,
They have sang their song
through the centuries long
And yet it is never the same.
And though you be foolish or though
you be wise,
With hair of silver or gold,
You could never be young as the fairies are,
And never as old.
 
Written by the wonderful Rose Fyleman (1877 -1957)
she was born in a suburb of Nottingham. She was trained as a singer and and she
taught in her sister's school. She has another
wonderful poem about fairies and it is one of my
very favourites. It is called "A Fairy went A -
Marketing." I will write it in "Old Favourites" as
it is my special favourite fairy rhyme.
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