Sunday, October 24, 2010

Goodbye to my Grandma from Gabe Mitchell


Gabe Mitchell
 Although this blog is predominantly by Emma and Lesley
I would love to share a beautiful little story Gabe Mitchell wrote by himself when he was 10 years old and then stood up in front of over 100 people at his grandmothers funeral and shared beautifully.


June and pat - 1st women to ride around Australia
on motorbikes for publicity for BSA bikes!
 Hello I’m Gabe, short for Gabriel and I Miss my grandma because she was really kind to me, for one thing she used to bring me on holidays and look after me while my parents were working.

And we made up our own secret language, which we talked to each other in.

I think she has gone to heaven and may be having a much better time up there than what she was having down here.

I am sad that she’s gone but I am still happy that she has gone to a better place.

I think I might see her as a ghost soon, maybe just for a while but maybe for a long time.

I think when I grow up to be much older she may be watching everything I do; I think she will be happy watching.


Looking for gemstones with my mum
(she's the little girl in the picture)
 If baba could do anything for me, I think that today she would hug me and love me and say goodbye.

She would say she would miss me very much and I am sure she would tell me don’t let anyone put you down and always remember that you are perfect.

That was the great thing about my grandma; she always loved people and especially me, just as they are.

She never tried to change anyone; she liked them all because they were different and individual.

She liked the things that made them different.


My Gran always loved being with me!
 She always had a huge smile whenever she saw me and today I am pretty sure, she still has a huge smile watching me and all of you.

I will miss her, but I look forward to her visiting me in my dreams and my meditations and I know we will continue to be great friends for a long time to come.

The Two Butterflies by Emma Mitchell

A sweet little story written entirely by Emma Mitchell (on her own) when she was four years old)

Once upon a time, there was a butterfly and her name is Rosey and she has a friend called Kate.


Rosey and her friend Kate went on holiday and they had a good time,
but when it was time to go home they were sad.


But they still went home and they were happy they were home together again.

Fairy Sparkles and Sally the snail

Fairy Sparkles loved rainbows, she loved colours, she loved glitter, she loved dew drops that glistened in the sun.
She loved the light that sparkled through the trees on a hot afternoon, she loved the way the road sparkled in the heat like a mirage............... she loved............... well anything that sparkled!

Fairy Sparkles would awaken early in the morning and begin her 'walk of wonder' looking in amazement at the way the earth sparkled.
Fairy Sparkles and Sally Snail
Have you ever woken early in the morning, in the middle of winter and looked out at the sparkly ice all over the grass tips, well Fairy Sparkles had ................ and she loved it. It was her favourite time of the year.

One morning, she awoke early to begin her 'walk of wonder' to see what sparkles Mother Nature had created for her today, when she came across the most beautiful delicate path of sparkles.

Well........... she was intrigued (intrigued is a big word that means very curious, maybe even fascinated). Looking down Fairy Sparkles noticed how the light played on the sparkles, it was as if they formed a thin sparkly path that weaved and twisted around the garden.
Hmm, most curious Fairy Sparkles thought - her eyes opened wide and her tiny fairy tippy toes began to walk along the silvery path.

Her tiny body shivered in delight as her feet touched the sparkly path, it was wonderful, the most delightful thing in the world to discover a sparkly path that you could even walk upon. You would have loved it too.
Stepping carefully her feet moved along the twisty line of sparkles that shone in the morning sun. Fairy Sparkles noticed she could see little flecks of silver and a faint blue, even a tiny shimmer of purple............ she thought it was wonderful.

Stepping ever so carefully Fairy Sparkles made sure her tiny feet did not leave the sparkly path. As she walked you could even hear the tiny crunch (if you listened very carefully) of the icy grass under her feet.
She could smell the fresh morning air and fee; the warmth of the morning sun.

The sparkly path twisted and turned and she followed it in delight ............... over the rocks on the path, around the big old tree where Ollie the owl hooted at night, across the grass, over a very large rock, around a fallen branch, over the hard knotted wood of another branch, around the side of the ants nest, past the edge of the burrow where Ernie the Echidna slept soundly...............

Fairy Sparkles could not believe her luck at such a long and sparkly path, she was so delighted in her adventure that she almost didn't see Sally the snail who was also following the path right in front of her.


Sally loves the scent of the frangipani flowers
 Slowing down, she patiently waited for Sally also to continue along the path.
Sally was moving soooooo very sslllllooooowwwwllllllyyyyyy..................
Fairy Sparkles began to jump around from one tiny foot to the other and back again, she started to wiggle and jiggle, her arms twitched and her forehead went up and down.
She desperately wanted to get back to following her sparkly path, she was determined to find out where it went.

Eventually she couldn't hold it in any more, bursting out, she exclaimed "Oh, please do hurry up Sally snail, I do so want to get past".

Sally slowly looked back at her and said 'then go around me my dear, there's no trouble here".
Fairy Sparkles looked down at the sparkly path she so wanted to walk on with Sally directly in front of her and she just couldn't leave the path.
She had an idea - "Sally would YOU please go to one side so I can get past you, pretty please".

"Well, since you asked so nicely - I suppose I could" replied Sally.
She ever so slightly began to turn  to one side, Fairy Sparkles eagerly stepped forward but then realised the silvery sparkly path went off to the side that Sally was on and she still couldn't follow it.
"Oh Sally, I am so sorry" exclaimed Fairy Sparkles, "but it appears you have moved to the side I wish to go, would you be so kind as to turn to the other side".

"Yes, my dear" said Sally and slowly turned the other way.

Fairy Sparkles leapt forward, but alas, the path now turned to the other side where Sally had just moved.

"Oh, gumdrops", sighed Fairy Sparkles.
Looking down at the sparkly silvery path, she had an idea.
"Sally, I am very tiny and gentle - would you mind if I carefully stepped over your shell?" she politely asked Sally.

"Well, I suppose a fairy's weight won't do any harm" shared Sally
"that will be fine - go on then".

Fairy Sparkles carefully tip toed over Sally's shell as careful as walking on water so as not to hurt Sally, her face lit up with delight at the sparkly silvery path and she gently stepped down in front of Sally.
Smiling down at the path, Fairy Sparkles was surprised to find that the path was .............. completely gone!


Sally Snail
 Fairy Sparkles was astonished.

She shook her head and looked around and then noticed that Sally had turned off to chew on a leaf and there underneath her was the sparkly silvery path.

"Sally", she exclaimed, "would you be so kind as to move off to another plant". "Certainly" replied Sally as she slithered off in another direction.

there underneath her was the most beautiful shimmery, silvery path.

"Oh, Sally, it's you" Fairy Sparkles exclaimed.
"It is YOUR sparkly, shimmery, silvery path you are leaving everywhere, how truly wonderful. What a beautiful creature you are to slither around and leave beautiful sparkly, silvery, shimmery trails everywhere".

Fairy Sparkles leant down and hugged Sally saying "thank you so much for making my world even more sparkly, I love your work".
Sally looked down at the ground and then at the trail she had left behind her, she slowly realised what Fairy Sparkles was saying and the cutest smile you have ever seen, broke out all over her tiny little face.]

Fairy Sparkles and Sally have been perfect friends ever since and I am pretty sure that sometimes if you go out into your garden, you may see some sparkly, shimmery, silvery paths that Sally (or one of her relatives) have left to make your garden even more sparkly.