Fairy Merry Christmas - Gail Herman - Paperback

Hey! Watch it, fairy!" Dorrie Windmist glanced back. Laurel, another little fairy, was sitting behind her and frowning. "I'm sorry," Dorrie said. "I don't mean for my hair to fly in your face. It just keeps blowing in the wind." She tried to tuck her long unruly curls behind her ears. "There! That should do it!" Dorrie grinned at her friends. Trina Larkspur, Belinda Dentalette, and Olivia Skye were sitting in a row beside her. The tiny fairies, along with the entire first-grade class from Fairy School, were riding on Blitzen, one of Santa's reindeer. They were on their way to the North Pole for a class trip. "Look at those pretty ice-capped mountains," called their teacher, Ms. Periwinkle. "Earth-Below can be so beautiful! It's nice to travel from Fairyland for a visit." Dorrie twisted to smile at Trina again and almost slipped off Blitzen's furry back. "Oops!" she said. "You should sit still," Trina told her seriously. "It's easy to fall off and get left behind. You know fairies can't fly nearly as fast as reindeer." Dorrie laughed. "Especially if you're as clumsy as I am. But I can't sit still! I'm too excited!" Dorrie's taller sister, Arianna, had told Dorrie about her class trip to the North Pole, so Dorrie knew just what to expect. A guided tour of the workshop, a peek into the reindeer stables, and a delicious lunch--all hosted by Santa Claus. Dorrie couldn't wait. Dorrie's hair whipped in the wind, slapping Laurel in the face again. "You're more than clumsy," Laurel grumbled. "You're ridiculous--like that bumblebee who lives next door to my tree-house, always getting stuck in his own honey." "Say anything you want, Laurel," Dorrie said to the mean fairy. "Even you can't bother me today. Christmas is tomorrow. We're going to meet Santa right now. I'm so happy, I could--" "Jump up and down until the next full moon?" suggested Belinda. "I'm sure you could do that," Dorrie laughed. "But I don't have that much energy." "Me neither," Olivia agreed softly. "But I'm excited too. Imagine, we'll get to see all the elves' handiwork--carving, painting--right up close. The toys they make are real works of art." "Do you know Santa and his elves begin making toys on January second and don't stop until Christmas Eve?" Trina said, flipping through one of the books she'd taken from her fairypack. "I wonder if we'll see them load the sleigh," Dorrie said. "Maybe we'll even get a ride! I'd love that!" "Loading the sleigh. Let's see . . . ," Trina murmured, thumbing through the book. "There! On average, that takes three hours, twelve minutes." Dorrie patted Trina's wing. She was glad they were partners for this trip. It seemed as if Trina had all the answers. Blitzen made a sharp right turn, and Dorrie grabbed Trina's arm so she wouldn't tumble off. "Get set for the landing!" Blitzen called to the fairies as he swooped down toward a warm, glowing light. Santa's home! Dorrie tumbled off Blitzen's back and landed in a soft pile of snow. A red-haired elf wearing a long red scarf scooped her up and held her in his palm. "Are you all right, little fairy?" he asked. Dorrie giggled. "Sure I am. You must be Clyde, the chief elf." Arianna had told her that the head elf always wore red and that every toy he painted was bright red too. "That's me," said Clyde. He gave a quick smile to the fairies, then turned to Ms. Periwinkle. "If you'll follow me, I'll take you around the workshop." He checked his pocket watch, which dangled from a chain. "We don't have much time, so letHerman, Gail is the author of 'Fairy Merry Christmas - Gail Herman - Paperback' with ISBN 9780553487374 and ISBN 055348737X.