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Leaf 7: Mr Daffodil Catches a Ride
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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.
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