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Geppetto’s workshop was a magical place.there were cuckoo clocks and music boxes that tinkled merrily. There were ducks and geese and puppets all made of wood. And there were endless shelves of toys. the kindly woodcarver loved to make children smile, and so each toys was made with special care. But there was one toy more colorfully painted than the rest-a boy puppet made of wood. it sat on the workshop table, still needing a few finishing touches. Geppetto stood before the puppet and carefully painted on eyebrows and a mouth. his cat, Figaro, and his goldfish, cleo, looked on. now; sad geppetto; I have just the name for you – pinnochio! do you like it; Figaro? Figaro shook his furry head. No? well,you will grow to like it, said geppetto . Pinnochio’ it is’’ Later that evening,geppetto put pinnochio away for the and climed into bed .before he fell asleep, geppetto looked out his window at the brightly lit sky. Oh, Figaro-look!’ he exclaimed. The wishing star!. Geppetto made a wish.it was one dear to his heart. Star light, star bright. First star I see tonight. I wish I may,I wish I might,have the wish I wish tonight! Figaro;do you know what I wished? I wished that my little pinnochio might be a real boy,said geppetto. Then he settled into bed.while the village slept.a brilliant light sparkled and transformed itself into the blue fairy. Good geppetto,said the fairy to the sleeping man,you have given so much happiness to others.you deserve to haveyour wish come true!the blue fairy glided across the room to pinnochio.she lifted her golden wand and waved in through the air. Little puppet made of pine,wake!the gift of life is thine! She proclaimed.as jimmy cricket watched,pinnochio opened his eyes.he moved first one arm,then the other,then he opened his mouth. Pinnochio exited . I can talk! Yes pinnochio,said the blue fairy;I have given you life because tonight geppetto wished for a real boy. Am I a real boy? Asked pinnochio. No, pinnochio.said the fairy,you maybe a real boy someday,but first,you must prove your self brave.ect. as geppeto began to sink,pinnochio grave him and carried him on his back.swim for shore!save your self;the old man moaned;gasping for air; eventually they were washed up on shore.geppetto looked around to see if everyone was there.to his dismay,he saw pinnochio lying face-down in the water.my grave little boy, geppettto cried;lifting the still body into his arms.the sad group stumbled back to the willage.geppetto laid pinnochion his bed and klent by his side.little pinnochio,you risked your life to save me.sobbed the old man,lowering his head in sorrow.all of a sudden,the room was lit up by a brilliant blue light.the blue fairy appeared;waving her magic wand over pinnochio,she said,now you have proven yourself brave,truthful and unselfish. Today you will become a real boy.awake,pinnochio,awake!.the lifeless wooden boy was suddenly transformed into a real live little boy.sitting up,pinnochio blinked his eyes .why are asked.pinnochio! you’re alive’ gasped geppetto with joy. And you’re a real, live boy; Cleo jumped with joy and Figaro danced a jig. At last the gentle woodcarver’s wish had come true. Jiminy cricket watched the joyous scene.now I know that wishes do sometimes come true,he said with tears in his eyes..
