This Easter I visited one of the kinder gardens in a nice Bulgarian city. The children and their teachers painted pretty Easter eggs and my portrait is on one of them! It was great fun!
I was born exactly two years ago today. It was the first sunny day after many dark, cold days of winter.
That winter had felt like it would last forever. But it didn’t, because even the darkest, coldest winter eventually gives way to spring and summer. And here I am, still exploring the world two years later!
I like giving presents on my birthdays. So here is my present to you: the yellowest song I know! And today is my birthday 🙂 woohoo!
Last week in Leaf 8 we saw Mr Daffodil arriving to the Cowentry University Campus.
Mr Daffodil bathed in the rain drops and admired the fascinating colourful buildings, wondering what amazing scientific adventures were happening inside.
But he could not understand why everyone seemed in such a rush, and why everyone looked sad. Maybe they just did not like the rain?
He went into the Library. It was dry, warm and full of interesting books!
But everybody there was looking just as unhappy…
Perplexed, Mr Daffodil walked around the Library, trying to avoid being stepped on by busy students and lecturers.
He really wanted to talk to someone and find out why everyone was in such a terrible mood.
But the large human figures towering above our little yellow friend were all just rushing about and nobody noticed him.
To Be Continued next Monday…
I have not written a new story today because I have been very busy these past few days. I have been travelling on important Daffodil business! I am attending the big daffodil event at St Paul’s Cathedral which started last week. Thousands of Daffodils* gathered to support the Marie Curie charity and the nurses who work there. We are supporting an important cause. Marie Curie is a great charity that takes care of very ill people, makes sure they are not alone and helps them feel better.
If you are in London, come by and see us! You’ve most certainly never seen so many Daffodils in one place. And you can hear stories from nurses and patients and pick up a daffodil pin.
He are some pictures!
* 2100 Daffodils, to be precise. That isn’t as many as “thousands” but is very impressive and beautiful nevertheless. Very yellow.
Do you remember where we left our little yellow friend, Mr Daffodil?
After his brief encounter with Daisy, the Enormous Friendly Cow, Mr Daffodil continued his adventures.
He walked and walked, until he reached the top of a hill.
A magnificent view opened before him: a large valley flooded with sunshine and full of pretty white buildings.
This was the University of Cowentry!
Mr Daffodil became curious.
“I wish I could fly!,” he exclaimed. He wanted to go and have look around the beautiful white University straight away!
He ran along the footpath down the hill and saw another sign: “Cowentry Train Station.” That is exactly what he needed!
Mr Daffodil had never been to a train station before, but he knew that trains were fast, helpful vehicles who like to travel and could take you almost anywhere.
But how to find the right train?
The station was such a big, noisy place.
A crowd of people were going in and out of the station building. Many carried wet umbrellas, heavy suitcases and big bags. Everyone was in a hurry.
“They must be going to the University!,” Mr Daffodil thought.
“Everyone is so BIG!,” Mr Daffodil noticed.
These folk were not as enormous as Daisy, but much bigger than him. And most of them weren’t yellow.
He followed the crowd and soon got lost amidst huge, heavy shoes.
“Ouch!,” he shouted, as a big shoe almost crushed him.
He sneaked up behind a smaller big person. She stood quietly, looking around, and was in no rush.
And best of all, she wore yellow sneakers!
Mr Daffodil caught a ride on her right foot. He looked up and politely shouted:
“Excuse me! Are you going to the Train to Cowentry University?”
The little big person smiled down at him, completely unsurprised, and said “Yes! I am going to meet my mum. She works in the Library.”
“That’s great! May I travel on your shoe?”
“Of course! Hold on tight,” she said and started walking.
“Thh-aa-nn-kk yy-oouu!,” Mr Daffodil shouted back, while trying to hold on tight to the shoe. The girl was busy walking and didn’t hear him.
Mr Daffodil soon found himself in the train. He climbed off the shoe and glued himself to the window.
Mr Daffodil was all yellow in excitement. This was his first ever train journey. He liked everything: the sounds of the train, the smell of the train seats, and the scenery outside.
But as the train approached the University, the sun disappeared behind thick clouds and it was pouring down with rain.
A whole week is a long time to wait for a new story. But there are so many other exciting things to do during the week! So, while MX Clocktummy and I are writing up our adventures for our Monday Story, we will also be sharing some music with you 🙂 The Friday Song column will usually appear on Fridays, but occasionally on other days, too!
Here’s the first one of Mr Daffodil’s favourite songs:
So finally let me tell you what happened after I met Daisy the Cow.
I walked on a bit…
and tried to catch a few sun’s rays in the forest…