Kitty is smart, funny, creative, she has a lot to think about, is a writer, freewriter and loves (fairy) tales. The only thing missing in her life is a private, handsome story teller! So she became her own. By now she wrote over 200 fairy tales and turbo tales.
#Elfje: #Herfst 2018
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Dit is een elfje, een gedicht van 10 woorden.
Eenheid.
Geen strijd.
Berk steunt blad.
Blad siert berk wat.
Samen.
Denk ik aan "hout" dan schiet mij steeds weer de uitspraak te binnen: hout leeft. Dit is een #tautogramvanzeswoorden met het woord #hout er in. Het houten hart herinnert #hartenwensen, #hartenkreten. Hopelijk helpt... (tautogram - hout) Lees meer Het hele... (tautogram - hout) Lees meer Heel hard... (tautogram - hout) Lees meer
Charles' adventures are originally Dutch and have been translated. The parts are written in turn by EnriqueDutch and wakeupkitty (KittyWU). This part was written by Enrique Dutch. See for part 1 HERE and part 2 HERE Tuesday morning As Charles woke up on Tuesday morning he thought about the disaster named Easter. He walked through the bathroom door. There it was, his yellow underpants with egg allover in the laundry basket. The overwhelming smell of rotten eggs mixed up with the aroma of his underpants turned his stomach up side down, made him gag and run to the toilet. At the same moment he arrived the gagging stopped. Where is the cat, he asked himself. Usually Magda was always in the hallway. Charles walked to his wardrobe for some clean underpants. His clothes and towels were sorted by colour. To his opinion it was his right to take a bath, after the mandatory Sundays, again. He pulled the closet door open and there she was. Magda tried, in vain, to hid...
The more tales you read the more similarity you will find. I read a lot of tales and still am. It's a pity that also the fairy tales change. They are told much shorter, with less details nowadays. The German brothers Grimm wrote down over 200 fairy tales. One of them is: One eye, two eye and three eye. I liked it as I was about 7-8 years old. Mostly because I was fascinated because of the eyes. Imagine you have only 1 eye in the centre of your face or 3 eyes... all people stare at you.. and the only place you are save is at home! The meaning of this story (is there a lesson to learn?) is unclear to me. Who knows you can open my eyes. One-eye, two-eyes, and three-eyes T here was once a woman who had three daughters, the eldest of whom was called One-eye, because she had only one eye in the middle of her forehead, and the second, Two-eyes, because she had two eyes like other folks, and the youngest, Three-eyes, because she had three eyes; and her t...
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