The Fairy Book
Alexandra McKenna, Svetlana Kovalkova-McKenna
The Fairy Book
Copyright © 2009 by Alexandra McKenna, Svetlana Kovalkova-McKenna
Smashwords Edition
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Long live Young Poets Societies!!!
Also, thanks to baby-sister Cecile-Katya for all the help and inspiration!
Introduction
Once upon a time, during the summer of 2008, I was teaching my children and their friend a poetry seminar. The goal was to learn about different styles of poetry and to try our hand at writing it. We wrote haiku, senryu, ballads, cinquains, quatrains, couplets, clerihews, limericks and studied all about classic forms of English verse.
After about a month, I decided to give them each a big project to work on - a story in rhyme that had to include all the poetry styles we studied. I called it a “combination poetry style”.
I ended up writing stories together with each of the children; we had incredible fun doing it. Here is a story I wrote together with my 9 year old daughter Alexandra. It is about a girl named Isabel who has a pet iguana, loves punky stuff and hates ballet.
On the other hand, I have to say that Alexandra loves ballet, opera, punky stuff, frappuccinos and her electric guitar.
I hope you enjoy it. We loved it so much, we are already working on a next story about Isabel.
Svetlana Kovalkova-McKenna, March 15, 2009.
Table of Contents
The Fairy Book
More Poetry by Alexandra McKenna
The Fairy Book

Once upon a time during ballet class
A pretty girl named Isabel
Hopped and skipped and then was gone.
To the garden full of bluebells she ran.
Peaceful and quiet,
That is Isabel’s garden.
It is her dream place.
The gate slowly opens.
She smells a blue rose.
She sinks into the green grass.
Her imagination flows.
Who whispers in her ear,
“Relax and sleep my dear”?
Dream
Magic, calming,
Surprises, reveals, empowers
Asks for her help
Vision

“Isabel, can you hear us?”
She saw some fairies in a ring of toad-stools.
All the fairies had different color hair.
They all looked very cool.
A fairy with red hair gave Isabel a stare.
“There is a dark sorcerer named Rashkai.
He wants to destroy the Fairy Court.
He ripped pages out of a magic book.
Through its mysteries you’ll have to sort.
Finish the stories and save our Court.
Hurry, Isabel, you have three days!”
The fairies turn into butterflies and disappear.
Isabel slowly wakes up.
Her vision is blurry.
The flowers look like rainbow cups.
A dusty book in front of her,
It’s old, torn, and scratched.
The moment she picks it up,
It’s transformed by her touch.
Stories.
Enchanting, spellbinding.
Safeguard, predict, reward.
Keep the fairy world together.
Fairy Lore.

A very scared Isabel opens the book.
Fairy dust spills on her fingers.
She’s mesmerized with one look.
A man in the trees lingers.
Isabel hears the crunch of leaves.
Closer and closer, the man creeps.
Isabel turns around.
His huge wings sweep the ground.
Terrified Isabel looks upon red scales on the man.
His eyes are like black coals.
His hands and feet have terrible claws.
His huge wings are like shadows of the night.
Rashkai, the Dragon of Midnight.
“Listen, little girl, if you value your life,
Give me that book,
Or my claws will be in your heart faster than a knife.”
The situation might look desperate,
But do not worry, my friend.
There is a reason wise fairies have chosen Isabel.
Isabel does not know what to do.
Will Rashkai attack?
She has a trick up her sleeve.
Isabel faces Rashkai and straightens her back.
“I will not give you the book,
But I will give you a show!
My trick will include fairy dust,
At the end I expect a bravo!”
Isabel opens the book like an umbrella over her head.

Rashkai suddenly feels dread.
Fast and loud she begins to shout,
“To my room I want to go,
Hurry up and make it so!”
Fairy dust fell all around her.
In a cloud of it she vanished.
Rashkai made an evil laugh.
A plan was forming in his mind.
“The girl has no idea what she’s getting into.
No one has done this in years!
Things are going exactly as planned.
The Fairy Court shall drown in tears!”
Smirking Rashkai launched off the ground into the air.
Isabel stares at the book in her room.
She has read it all and has to start writing soon.
She looks at the moon.
In a story a young sorceress turn into a white dragon and defeats Rashkai.
He stole the pages with the magic she used to bring him down.
In three days Isabel has to come up with a way to destroy Rashkai,
Write it down and return to fairies by dawn.
She imagines a battle in the sky.
A fierce white dragon breathes out ice and fire.
She sends them toward Rashkai’s heart.
He transforms into a red dragon.