Learning to appreciate what you have, to share it with others, and that the best things cannot be bought with money.
“Wake up, little fairy! I think we are
arriving!"
Little Celestial Fairy opens her
eyes, half asleep. The stork has woken her up from a dream in which she was
playing with her friends at changing the colours of their dresses with their
magic wands.
She and the stork have been flying
together for some days across the sea, and now and then the little fairy has
rested on the stork's back. When she sticks her head out of the feathers, she
looks down but she only sees the sea.
“I can't see anything," she says, tired of
having the same view everyday. She covers herself with the feathers again and
tries to keep on dreaming that amusing dream.
But suddenly, she feels something pricking her
thigh, and a little peck makes her jump.
“Come on, wake up, you sleepyhead!" the
stork shouts at her smiling. “And look there!"
Celestial rubs her eyes and looks above the
stork's head.
"We've finally arrived!" she cries
happily. “But, where are we?"
There's a big city in front of them, with
the highest houses she has ever seen. It's a city of skyscrapers.When they fly over
the streets, the little fairy is dumbfounded: thousands of things are
advertised on neon signs all over the place; crowds of people are walking
quickly down the streets; there are so many cars that they have no place left
to move... In a corner, some boys wearing caps and sunglasses are dancing, with
their heads on the floor and their bodies spinning in circles.
Celestial's head is spinning, too.
There is too much noise, and after a while she wants to get out of there.
They fly over some streets and approach a bell
tower. The stork lands there and says:
“My friend, my trip ends here. This place is
quite good to make a nest, don't you think?"
The little fairy hugs the stork.
“Thanks for allowing me to fly with you. I must
keep on looking for my wand. Perhaps we'll meet again someday."
And, after kissing the stork on her beak,
Celestial flies off and continues travelling.
Soon
she realises that the streets have changed. Now the houses are old and
everything looks very sad, but she hears the laughter of some children playing
football with an empty plastic bottle.
This place makes her feel upset
because the people who live here are poor, and sometimes they don't even have
money to buy food...
But after she's been flying for a
while, the streets change again. Now the houses are lower, and there are
gardens in front of them, and there are trees and flowers everywhere.
Suddenly she sees a red balloon
flying by... and then a yellow one... and a blue one... and a green one... Just
in front of her the sky is filled with coloured balloons, and Celestial has fun
pushing them away with her hands.
Below her there is a
birthday party in a garden, and Celestial decides to get closer. There is a
girl wearing a crown with the name "Rachel" glittering on it. There
are children around her, wishing her Happy Birthday and giving her gifts.
Sitting on a tree branch near the house, Celestial sees Rachel unwrapping
the packages quickly and putting them in a big bag by her side.
“May I play with a doll?" a little girl
asks her.
“No, I'm sorry. It's new and it might
break" she replies.
And when she has fi-nished unwrapping the last
gift, she gets up and drags the bag with all her strength into the house.
“Do you feel like making some drawings?"
says a freckly boy.
“If we use the pencils, the points will wear
down" Rachel says.
“Then we can play ball" says another.
“No, it could burst" she replies again.
So the kids decide to play hide-and-seek, but Rachel doesn't feel like
it. She sits on the doorstep and thinks:
“I hope they go home soon. I'm looking forward to playing with my new
toys."
Meanwhile, Celestial has got into the house
through an open window.
“This must be Rachel's bedroom" she says.
There are toys everywhere: plenty of dolls on
the shelves, a pile of stuffed animals on the bed, a wardrobe full of fancy
dresses, and drawers full of drawing and craft tools and materials.
“But there's no room for all the gifts she got
today!" says Celestial aloud.

And when she flies to the window to go out, she
sees the little legs of a rag doll, sticking out of a half-closed chest.
“What are you doing here?" she asks the
doll, opening the lid. “Why aren't you sitting on a shelf with the other
dolls?"
“I’m the first doll Rachel got"
the doll replies. “She loved me very much, and we played together every day,
but when she got new dolls she put me aside and she doesn't even remember that
I'm here. At any moment she'll throw me in the bin."
“Well, I think you're the most
beautiful one," says the little fairy. "Perhaps one day she'll play
with you again."
But deep down, Celestial knows this
is unlikely. Today Rachel has got a pile of new toys and dolls to play with.
Suddenly, while she's wondering how
she could help the doll, she hears someone coming upstairs and she hides inside
the chest with the doll.
The door opens and Rachel comes into
the bedroom carrying all her gifts.
“Oh
finally they are all gone and I can play without anybody touching my
stuff!"
And, sitting on the floor, she scatters all the
gifts around her and starts playing.
“I’m so sorry" the father says to his
wife, “I’ve lost my job, and if you're the only one working we can't keep on
living in this expensive house.
Tomorrow we'll have to take our things and move
to a smaller place."Celestial waits inside the chest for Rachel to
go to sleep. When the girl falls asleep, Celestial gets out, and then she hears
the girl’s parents talking in another room.
Little Celestial Fairy gets very sad.
“Poor people" she thinks. “I’ll stay here
until tomorrow and see if I can help them."
She gets into the chest again and falls asleep
next to the doll.
The following morning, when Rachel wakes up,
her parents have already been packing suitcases and dismantling the furniture
for a long time. Out in the street there's a van which will take everything to
their new home.
Rachel's mother comes into her bedroom and
tells her about what happened. She asks Rachel to choose just one toy to take
with her because in their new home there will not be room for all of them.
"No mummy, I want all of them! They are
mine and I want to take them all!" the girl shouts angrily at her mother.
And with her eyes full of tears, she goes out
of the room taking nothing at all...
When Celestial is alone, she gets out of the
chest.
“Poor Rachel, she wants everything and now
she'll end up with nothing."
Then she hears Sparkly's
voice:
“Put the old rag doll in a box“ it says.
And the little fairy, knowing that this little
voice is always right, takes the doll and, without anyone noticing, puts it in
a box which is still open.
Some
hours later the van is loaded. The little fairy sees Rachel and her parents
getting in the car and driving behind the van. With a little jump she starts
flying, and she follows them until she reaches the van and sits on the top.
They soon get to the streets with old houses,
where people who do not have much money live. They stop in front of a little
house and begin unloading the van.
It's a three-floor building, and other families
live there, too. A group of kids sit on the front steps, looking at the men
come and go as they carry furniture and boxes into the house.
Rachel goes into the house passing by the
children without even looking at them. She goes to her bedroom and lies on the
bed, crying.
Celestial, who has followed the girl without her
noticing, talks to her:
“Don’t cry, Rachel. Surely you'll make a lot of
friends here and you'll have fun."
“And what do you know?" the girl says
without raising her head from the pillow.
But after a little while she gets up and finds
out who's talking to her.
“Who are you? What are you doing here?"
she asks through her tears.
–"I'm Celestial. I went to your house
while I was looking for my magic wand, and I saw what happened. If you like, we
can be friends" she replies.
“I don't need any friends" Rachel says. “I
like to play alone with all my toys, but now I have none left, and I'm sad and
angry because I've had to leave them all in the other house."
“You know what?" Celestial says. “Once, a
dwarf told me that everything happens to us for a reason, so that we can learn
something from it."
“Leave me alone" the girl replies. “How
can I learn something from all this?"
The
little fairy realises that she won't be able to convince Rachel. She says
goodbye to her and goes out to the street. But there she sees some girls
playing, each carrying a rag doll, and they're laughing and having great fun.
Then she hears Sparkly's voice:
“Give Rachel her rag doll and tell her to go
out."
Then Celestial turns around and goes into the
house again. She takes a look and soon sees the box where she put the doll.
“Come Rachel, and look what's in here!"
she cries.
The girl comes closer, and when she sees the
doll, she says:
“I don't want this doll. It's old and I don't
like it!"
“Come on, take it and come with me,
please..." Celestial insists.
The girl decides to trust her. She takes the
doll and follows Celestial into the street. When she sees the girls playing,
she stays on the doorstep looking at them, but then one of them says to her:
“Would you like to play?"
Rachel looks at the little fairy and, without
saying anything, nods and walks slowly towards the girls. Immediately they
start talking to her and they lend her their dolls, which look very like her
own old rag doll.
A little while later Rachel is playing with her
new friends and she looks really happy. Her doll is happy that they are playing
together again.
And
Celestial, seeing that they don't need her anymore, flies slowly away over the
houses, with a smile on her face.
She's been able to help the rag doll, and she
has also helped Rachel realise that she doesn't need so many toys to play with;
that there's nothing better than playing with other children and sharing the
little that one has, even if it's just a rag doll or an empty plastic bottle
used as a football.
The night is coming, and the little fairy
decides to visit her friend, the stork, and sleep by her in the bell tower.
“Tomorrow I'll get up early and carry on
looking for my wand" she thinks.
And once again, without realising it, she has
got closer to it today.
Will you go with her again?

Learn to
share. If you share something with somebody, you'll make him or her happy.
Later, you'll be glad when he or she shares something with you. It's quite
normal that sometimes it's difficult to share things because you don't want
them to get broken or because you love them. But the important thing is that
things should make us feel better, and playing with friends makes us really
happy, doesn't it?
Rachel doesn't want to share her toys, but when
she meets the girls in the street they have a lot of fun playing together and
sharing their dolls. She only has her old rag doll, but since all of the children
share their dolls, it's like they have more than just one.
The things we can buy, like toys, sweets, our
favourite food, etc., only make us happy for a while, for a few days or even
for a few months. But as time passes by, they don’t make us as happy as before.
On the other hand, the happiness we feel when we've got friends can last
forever, even if we don't see each other as often as before.
Rachel has no toys left, and she now thinks she
won't have fun anymore. But even though she only has her old rag doll, she has
met some new friends, and she'll be able to have a lot of fun with them,
besides playing with dolls.
We can
always learn something from everything that happens to us, especially from the
unpleasant things. When we have a problem or are going through a difficult
time, we try to find a solution. We look inside ourselves to see if we did
something to make it happen. When the problem has passed, we may even realise
that things are better than before. And we learn and grow forever...
Rachel has learnt that she doesn't need so many
toys to have fun. She has new friends and has fun playing with her old doll,
which she had previously put aside. In addition, she has learnt that when
people share things everybody has more of them: their own things plus the other
people’s things.