Bluebell Mary

written by Michelle MacKinnon www.michellemackinnon.com

Bluebell Mary was a fairy, living in the garden. One day she heard a tiny voice, 'Dear me, I beg your pardon!'. 

Quickly hiding in her bell, she peeped around the edges. And there she saw a little boy staring at the hedges.

'I didn't mean to hurt you' is what the small boy said.

'What are you doing under there?'.

And then he scratched his head.

Mary was quite puzzled. Who was he talking to? And why was he now picking at his little shoe?

'You'll be all right, I promise. I'll just go get my Mum. You wait there a minute,' and then he sucked his thumb.

When the boy had gone away, Mary flew to see, just what the hedge was hiding, and there she saw the bee.

It buzzed at her quite sadly, and told her, 'Go away. I'm dying of a broken wing. I will not last the day.'

Mary raised her magic wand and gently tapped the bee. 'Don't worry little lady, just you come with me.'

With tiny fairy stitches, Mary sewed the broken wing, and then she flew her past the sun, in a magic fairy sling.

She fed the bee with nectar to take away the pain, and several hours later, the bee was well again.

'Thank you Bluebell Mary,' said the grateful little bee, and then she made a present of the pollen on her knee.

'Oh no dear! You mustn't! you'll need that for the hive. I don't need rewarding, I'm just glade that you're alive. We both work in this garden, and we both should help each other. You'd better fly away now, before the boy comes with his mother.'

So off the thankful bee flew, to tell them at the hive, how fairies help with Nature to keep it all alive. END.