NUR FAZZ

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nur fazz .. <3

Sunday, February 20, 2011

BUAT CERITA SENDIRI haha :))

Once, a witch gave a kind lady a magic seed. When the lady planted the seed, it grew into a plant with a pretty flower. Inside the flower was a tiny pretty girl. The lady named her thumbelina.
One day, a toad saw thumbelina. He took her away and put her in a pond. The toad wanted thumbelina tomarry his son. Thumbelina was very frightened. A fish saw thumbelina and came to her rescue. it pulled away the leaf on which thumbelina was sitting. Then a butterfly saw thumbelina. He flew away with her. Thumbelina then landed on a tree. Some bugs saw her and said, ''how ugly you are!''
winter came but thumbelina had nowhere to go. She was cold and lonely. A kind fieldmouse saw her and brought her back to his home. thumbelina liked the place as it was warm and cosy. sometimes, a mole, the fielddmouse's friend, would come for a visit. One day thumbelina and the fieldmouse found a swallow. The swallow was sick. thumbelina looked after the swallow. Day by day,the bird got well. When spring came, the swallow flew away. One morning, the fieldmouse told thumbelina that the mole wanted to marry her. But thumbelina refused. She did not know what to do. She began a cry. The swallow heard thumbelina crying. ''come with me'' the swallow said, And off they flew.
The swallow brought thumbelina to a beautiful garden. It put thumbelina down gently on a flower.
And then, thumbelina saw a handsome flower prince. They became friends and were soon happily married. And the end :)) err.. aku taktahu nak tambah ayat apa lagi, HAHAHAHH

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