“I opened a book and in I strode. Now nobody can find me.
I've left my chair, my house, my road, my town and my world
behind me.
I'm wearing the cloak, I've slipped on the ring, I've
swallowed the magic potion.
I've fought with a dragon, dined with a king and dived in a
bottomless ocean.
I opened a book and made some friends. I shared their tears
and laughter
And followed their road with its bumps and bends to the
happily ever after.
I finished my book and out I came. The cloak can no longer
hide me.
My chair and my house are just the same, but I have a book
inside me.”
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by Julia Donaldson, author of The Gruffalo, Room
on the Broom and Stick Man
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