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Cadabra-babra! That's not right. What IS the magic word? Oh, hello!
I'm trying to work out the right magic word
to turn this carpet into a flying carpet.
I really want to go flying round the world.
I think a flying carpet is the best way of travelling.
Winnie the Witch has one in tonight's bedtime story.
It's by Valerie Thomas and Korky Paul,
and is called Winnie's Flying Carpet.
Winnie the Witch was busy writing letters.
They were thank you letters for her birthday presents.
Now there was only one left - the trickiest letter.
Winnie's sisters - Wilma, Wanda and Wendy -
had given her a flying carpet.
Winnie had always wanted a flying carpet,
but this one had been a disappointment.
Actually, it had been a disaster.
There was the time it got tangled in Winnie's washing,
and the day it tipped over as they were passing the duck pond,
and then one day, it turned a corner too quickly.
After that, Winnie rolled up the carpet, tied it with string,
put it in the broom cupboard and locked the door.
But Winnie wanted to write something nice about the carpet in her letter.
She unlocked the cupboard, untied the carpet
and spread in on the armchair.
"She's a beautiful carpet," she thought.
"It seems a pity not to use it."
So, Winnie decided to give it one more chance.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Winnie hurried off to answer it, just as Wilbur came inside.
After a busy morning climbing trees and chasing butterflies,
he was ready for a sleep.
The sun was shining on the flying carpet.
It looked so warm and comfortable.
Wilbur jumped up, and in one minute, he was snoring.
The flying carpet waited one more minute.
Then it rose gently into the air.
Wilbur didn't wake up.
It flew gently around the room.
Wilbur didn't wake up.
Then it zoomed out of the window!
Wilbur woke up.
"Mia-iaw," he cried. Winnie heard him.
She looked up just in time to see the carpet zoom up into the sky.
"No!" cried Winnie.
She grabbed her magic wand and her broomstick
and zoomed up after them.
Winnie flew as fast as her broomstick could go,
but the carpet was faster.
It swooped over the clock tower and under a bridge.
Winnie followed. "Hang on tight," she called.
"Mia-iaw," cried Wilbur.
Then the carpet flew over a fun fair.
First, it whizzed down the Rollercoaster Rocket.
Winnie whizzed down behind it.
Then it tried the Terrible Twister.
The flying carpet was having a wonderful time!
Wilbur was having a horrible time. Winnie was worried.
Then she had an idea.
She waved her magic wand, shouted, "Abracadabra,"
and everything stopped.
Nothing whizzed or zoomed or shrieked or splashed.
All was still, including the flying carpet.
Wilbur jumped onto Winnie's shoulder.
"Purr-rr-rr, purr-rr-rr," he said.
Then Winnie rolled up the flying carpet.
"Let's go home, Wilbur," she said.
Winnie waved her magic wand backwards.
"Abracadabra," she shouted, and everything started again.
Wheee! Zooom! Whizzzz! Vroom!
Winnie and Wilbur landed in Winnie's garden.
Winnie frowned at the flying carpet.
What would she do with it?
Then Winnie had a wonderful idea.
She shut her eyes, waved her wand, shouted, "Abracadabra,"
and there, tied to two trees,
was a beautiful hammock.
Winnie and Wilbur climbed in.
They were both very tired.
The hammock rocked gently in the breeze.
"This is SO comfortable, Wilbur," said Winnie.
But Wilbur didn't hear her.
He was already fast asleep.
That story was called Winnie's Flying Carpet.
Maybe a flying carpet isn't the best way to travel.
I wonder what else I could turn this into.
Maybe a plane?
Or maybe a boat?
While I decide, it's time for you to go to bed.
I'll see you soon for another story.
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