Description of box it was once in.A Mother and little girl always wanted to find,was a 3 D. cover with the middle cut out of the box,they remembered before it was taken of secret space in a garden shed,had yellow and black edging,with ribbons on the side of its gold ridges.So off set the mother and daughter,on a bright sunny day,little girl wearing lovely pink frilly dress.They crossed rivers,and boarded boats,and planes,even climbed mountains,to get to this Cathedral
someone visiting heard another one say,they read a book on it.They got inside the Cathedral and were directed to the Alcoves ,all dusty and dirty,cobwebs in the corners and flags hanging down, as they looked up, the steep stairs into the dark, there was an owl, and shining like a diamond and twinkling like a prism all sides,was the Emerald Stone,true the Mother had sat and prayed to find it.The little girl her dress all dirty,shouted Mummy I cant reach it,but along came the Priest holding his crook out ,hooked it round the emerald stone,as they had proof it was once handed down in the family.The child kept saying please please I know where I've seen it before,my father gave it to my mother way back and I took it out to play.The parents were so sad and knew nothing about all this.Until they read a book with a yellow and black cover called,Dreams Come True ,and the possibilty of tracing it.So they were allowed to have the emerald stone,and carry it all the way back home safely,Over hills and dales and rivers by planes and boats etc.When they got in exhausted and very excited,took of their coats and washed and sat down for tea,the father was getting so worried,but when they put the emeral
d stone safely away,and told him the story,especiallyof the owl that went too-wit-a-woo,and turned his head at The Cathedral,he had to laugh at such an adventurous story,first brought about by their mother's prayers.
someone visiting heard another one say,they read a book on it.They got inside the Cathedral and were directed to the Alcoves ,all dusty and dirty,cobwebs in the corners and flags hanging down, as they looked up, the steep stairs into the dark, there was an owl, and shining like a diamond and twinkling like a prism all sides,was the Emerald Stone,true the Mother had sat and prayed to find it.The little girl her dress all dirty,shouted Mummy I cant reach it,but along came the Priest holding his crook out ,hooked it round the emerald stone,as they had proof it was once handed down in the family.The child kept saying please please I know where I've seen it before,my father gave it to my mother way back and I took it out to play.The parents were so sad and knew nothing about all this.Until they read a book with a yellow and black cover called,Dreams Come True ,and the possibilty of tracing it.So they were allowed to have the emerald stone,and carry it all the way back home safely,Over hills and dales and rivers by planes and boats etc.When they got in exhausted and very excited,took of their coats and washed and sat down for tea,the father was getting so worried,but when they put the emeral
d stone safely away,and told him the story,especiallyof the owl that went too-wit-a-woo,and turned his head at The Cathedral,he had to laugh at such an adventurous story,first brought about by their mother's prayers.
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