THE BARBACUE DRAGON
When Dilly the
Dragon roared, flames came out of his mouth.
Then, it started to rain and Dilly got cold. There was no roar. No flames.
“My fire it out!” he said. “ I must breathe air to make flames. There is plenty of fresh air in the forest!”
In the forest there was a notice- BEWARE
OF FIRE.
“Very wise,” said Dilly. “But I need my fire!” Another notice said-FIRE CAUSE DAMAGE.
“True,” said Dilly. “But I need my fire!”
Another notice said-PUT FIRE OUT! Poor Dilly felt so cold!
“No fires, today!” a voice was saying.
“It is too cold and damp!”
“So, can we have our barbecue party,
Linda?” a girl called out.
“I do not think so, Penny,” said Linda.
“It is raining again! Quick! We must shelter in the forest!”
Dilly went over to the barbecue. It was still warm. He breathed in, feeling warmer inside. Just as the rain stopped-R-OA-OA-RR! – flames
came out of his mouth!
“What was that?” a boy called out.
“It sounded like thunder!” Everyone went to see.
“There is a fire for our barbecue!” cried
Penny. “We can have our party!”
“That dragon helped us!” said Holly. “He roared like thunder and breathed
flames! I show him!”
“Dragon?” said Linda. “Dragon are only for story books, Holly!”
“But I did see him!” said Holly with a
smile. “Really, I did!” And just then,
Dilly let out another roar.
R-OA-OA-RR!
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Now I Can Read, 15 Goodnight Stories by Maureen
Spurgeon, 2005 Brown Watson, England
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