By Jan Bozarth
Where do fairy godmothers come from?
When Birdie is going to go to her grandmother for the 1st time, she learns that her grandmother is a fairy godmother—which potential Birdie's a fairy godmother too! proficient by means of fairies in a mystical land known as Aventurine, human fairy godmothers were hidden protectors of the area for hundreds of years. Birdie' s kinfolk talisman, a making a song stone, has been damaged, and now merely Birdie can use the stone to commute to Aventurine to fix it.
When she will get there she meets Kerka, a warrior-like woman who has been despatched to assist her locate the opposite 1/2 the stone. Will Birdie and Kerka have the data and energy to banish the shadow that has come over either the backyard in Aventurine and Birdie's relatives? One thing's for sure—no one that travels to Aventurine will ever be a similar again!
For women who're fanatics of Harry Potter and feature outgrown the Disney Fairies sequence and the yankee woman books, the Fairy Godmother Academy is the correct series—fantasy books packed with magic and event yet grounded through modern women and issues.
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She stomped again over the bridge throughout the snow love it was once not anything and positioned her hand on mine. “This a part of the backyard the place it drops is named the ‘ha-ha,’” she acknowledged. I shivered, now not seeing the humor. “In eire they use ha-has to maintain the sheep within the pasture and out of the backyard. ” As she talked, I took my gaze off the drop and seemed around the bridge. there has been a maze of six-foot-tall boxwood shrubs within the middle. “From the home, you can’t see the maze in any respect, yet from this spot it’s noticeable in all its majesty. What a cheerful shock, dontcha imagine? ” Mo requested. “That’s why I name this the Ha-Ha Valley. ” It used to be majestic, alright. The maze stretched 100 ft across—a ideal circle of boxwoods with a major oak tree emerging from the guts. “Wow! ” I stated. I checked out the total expanse of Mo’s land. As magnificent as our backyard in Califa have been, Mo’s backyard used to be what I had continually imagined I’d have whilst I grew up. “Come on, I’ll indicate all of the distinctive locations as we walk,” stated Mo. She pressed my hand at the railing, as though to safe me, then allow cross and took my different hand in hers. fortunately, she walked slowly this time. I set every one step like I had massive monster ft, sinking into the crusted snow. I seemed forward, now not down. “Over there's my butterfly meadow,” Mo acknowledged, pointing to a sea of brown sticks within the snow. “Oh, you have to see these colours in midsummer! Blossoms and butterflies far and wide! ” I imagined how attractive it has to be. “Can I come again to determine it in the summertime? ” I requested. “I would really like that! ” stated Mo, squeezing my hand. “You’re doing nice. We’re already midway throughout. Now glance over there, past that meadow. ” I took a deep breath. i used to be doing nice. no longer desiring to carry directly to Mo’s hand anymore, I saved up my strong, heavy-footed velocity as I seemed to the place Mo used to be pointing. “That direction results in a waterfall,” acknowledged Mo. Off within the distance have been miles of forests, sponsored via jagged, glistening cliffs. “You will need to hike up there. All uphill, yet worthy it. ” no longer at sundown, and never during this chilly, i assumed. I couldn’t even see the waterfall from right here, so the hike has to be a protracted one. “And now glance by way of the apple orchard,” Mo endured as i attempted to curve my head backward and hold my ft strolling ahead, now not a simple trick. “That’s a completely magical backyard. ” She leaned again towards me as though she was once approximately to proportion a deep mystery. “In spring and summer season, it’s like a fairyland. ” I knocked the snow off the soles of my boots to get extra traction, eying the fairy forest. except the orchard, there has been not anything there yet snow. I in Mo’s footprints, one long-striding step at a time. We ultimately made it around the bridge, the place a brief course resulted in the doorway to the boxwood maze, which used to be frosted with snow. The sheer dimension of the hedges, as dense as brick partitions, was once miraculous. “Can we pass in? ” I requested. “Be my guest,” stated Mo, waving me forward. i started the stroll in the course of the maze. I selected my steps to maintain from slipping within the snow, and selected my turns to prevent useless ends. Mo undefined, and while I grew to become again to examine her, her face was once beaming.