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"martin cock" Discussed on Sparkle Stories Podcast
"He kept listening and trying to hear things. Further and further away continued to keep your ears open noticing any changes any new sounds and when they start and when they stop how far away might they be and I want you to start to also use your nose. What can you smell? Don't worry about identifying the smell. Don't worry about what it is more than that. I'd like you to just describe the smell to yourself. What is the smell like? Now go ahead and do that for a while. Martin took some slow long breaths in through his nose and at first all he could identify was the temperature. The cool air then after a few breaths he could pick out the smell of something damp and maybe old like old leaves. Maybe or a rotting log. It didn't smell bad. Just thick and rich took more long breaths and then he found a different smell something more spicy and Sharp Pine Needles Cedar. Maybe it was a pleasant mixture of smells and he could almost picture them. The damp rich smell was like a thick mattress and the sharp spicy smell was like spiky little arrows poking up out of the mattress after awhile. Eva continued very good. Please continue listening to and smelling. What is around you any changes or anything new? But now I want you to focus on touch. What does the ground feel like? What do the other surfaces feel like again? Don't worry too much about identifying anything. Just describe the feelings to yourself. The temperature softness or hardness rougher smooth. Feel free to use your hands. Can we take our gloves off? Asked voice was that Joe's wondered Martin. Yes you can said Ava. Just try to keep them with. You are hand them to me. Can we get up asked another voice from where Griffin was sitting but it didn't exactly sound like Griffin? It sounded slightly different. Can we get up asked another voice from where Griffin was sitting but it didn't exactly sound like Griffin? It sounded slightly different slower in a moment said Ava sit and explore here first and then. When you're feeling ready you can move slowly around us your sense of touch and smell and hearing to help guide you. Suddenly Martin felt nervous again. The idea of moving around gave him images of accidentally falling or a stick poking him or bumping into one of his friends. What about taste asked a voice? That was clearly eons. Martin wondered if he was telling so many jokes because he was also a little nervous. Let's hold on the taste said Ava. There are certain things in the woods. That should not go in your mouth. Do we have to move around? Asked a voice that sounded like Alexander. Gotcha stay here. Martin was grateful. Alexander asked this he was wondering the same thing of course said Ava. You stay as long as you wish but if you do want to explore in a bit you are welcome. I can stay with you. If you'd like. Martin settled again and took off his gloves. He stuffed them in his pockets and zipped up little zippers and then felt the ground. It was cold but not too cold. He felt the rough pebble. Earth and the cool temperature mixed with sharp Pine Needles. And then what might be delicate little plants? Poking up he felt the bark of the tree behind him and then a soft puffy patch of what was probably moss and then he heard someone get up and start moving go slowly please. Griffin Okay said Griffin. Martin could almost feel the smile that was surely on. Griffin's face Martin listened to Griffin's footsteps shuffle confidently away from Him. He then took a deep breath and felt a surge of energy tightened a little and thought to himself griffin can move around so easily then surely he could try it. He felt his hands and feet become very sensitive in. He listened all around him as he hesitantly stood up and leaned against the pine tree for a moment and then cautiously carefully took one step forward. He held out his hands to see if anything was in front of him. Remember to use all of your senses. Listen Smell feel as you go. Martin took a breath in and he noticed the spicy. Pine smell was a little stronger and moved hesitantly in the direction of the smell he thought he remembered a spruce tree nearby and pictured it as he took one step and another to his right he heard someone else moving and so he shifted his course slightly out of the way to avoid coming in contact. Step step step. He felt with his feet. If anything was in the way and came in contact with something hard he bent down and felt that it was a tree log and then he felt his way along to the end then. The smell changed to a deep rich mossy smell and he fell to round until his hands found the soft surface of what was surely a bed of Moss. This was satisfying. He smelled the moss before he felt it and he hadn't even seen it yet. He no longer felt at all nervous or worried. He was enjoying himself. Martin more movement behind him and he decided to move on more feeling more smelling more listening led him to a series of smaller trees. He maneuvered around those until he came to a much bigger tree. He felt the trunk and smelled the needles and listened to the breeze and decided that he must be next to another white pine tree. But which one could be in his imagination. He tried to picture the tree but he couldn't figure out where he was now. Standing Martin then sat down and put his back to the trunk and listened the Breeze. The sound of people moving in the distance and an occasional chuckle. He sat there for a good while listening and smelling and feeling the earth around him. It felt good. It felt very relaxing and even safe. Then after several minutes he heard of his voice she was aways away now gently singing for them to return back to the firepit. She sang her song several times until everyone had returned and sat down on stumps or rocks or right on the ground and then she was quiet as she said. All right you can remove your blindfolds. Martin felt slightly disappointed. He had grown so used to not seeing that he wanted to keep doing it but as he took off the blindfold and looked around. He quickly saw it. One of them was missing. Where's Alexander asked Joe Joe right away well said EVO with a smile? I let Alexander's stay in the place. He discovered while blindfolded. And I thought you would enjoy trying to find him. Should we wear our blindfold again? Asked Jo-jo no. I think you'll do well to use all your senses. Hits a good hiding spot. Everyone smiled and looked around is going to be fun. Griffin charged off in one direction and. Sam quietly sneaked off in another joe and Jalen went together and Martin stood still. I mustn't he listened to every one walking. He listened to the breeze and then he heard something quiet but unusual. It was a quick breath in Martin cocked. His head and listened again again. There were sounds of walking. Sounds of the wind and then quietly a muffled sort of breathing sound coming from above Martin then looked up. And they're about eight or ten feet over his head was Alexander hiding in a pine tree with his blindfold on Alexander must have climbed the big Pine Tree and then sat very quietly while others moved around him. Martin's smiled Alexander who had removed his blindfold and was trying not to laugh. Martin gave him a thumbs up to say Nice job. Great hiding spot and then the two of them were quiet as they listened to the others. Continue to look but not necessarily listen for where he was hiding after the rest of them returned and discovered Alexander in the tree able to lead them in more games and exercises. They had snack and lunch blindfolded. Then they used Alexander's example and played hide-and-seek blindfolded they even had a scavenger hunt blindfolded. Were they had to find things like carrots and cut apples charred wood and then as a prize of small bowl of dried blueberries Martin found the carrot griffin found the charred wood but it was gela who turned out to have the most sensitive knows. When she found the bowl of dried blueberries. She generously shared it with everyone at the end of the day. When Mama took Martin home he was delighted to see the Daddy and Sylvia. Were still playing a game at the dining room table. Sylvia had her hand inside canvas bag and would occasionally pull her hand out to work on drawing. You have to feel what is in the bag and then you draw without looking at it said Sylvia. It's really fun. Look at my drawing. Then she showed Martin drawing what looked like a long bumpy being shape and this is what it was she said as she handed him a tight spruce tree cone that hadn't opened yet and this one she said about to show him another drawing. Why don't you let Martin give it a try? Asked daddy who then went over to give mama a welcome home hug. Okay Sylvia. We went on a hike around the yard today. I found little things for Sofia to draw while Sofia found things for me to draw and then we came inside and did drawing game it superfund Sylvia then tossed something into her bag and handed it to Martin. You can't look just reach in feel thingy and then you can draw it without looking at it. He did. He felt that the thing had long stem like form which lead to something roundish. In spiky. Like a round pin cushion. Just not quite so sharp. He wondered what it could be. He pulled his hand out in smelled. Dusty nutty sort of smell and thought that perhaps the thing was dusty. Nutty things were sometimes brown. And then he started to draw. He used the dark brown. The Light Reddish Brown pencils and after a while. He didn't worry about what it might be instead. He just drew what it was like. Spiky round dusty nutty. It felt good to draw it. It felt like he was learning more about it by not looking at it and he didn't want to stop as Mama helped daddy work on dinner. In the kitchen and Sylvia continued to draw her own picture. He continued to enjoy being with the spiky round. Dusty nutty thing that he could not see inside the canvas bag. This has been an original story by sparkle stories of sparkle stories DOT COM copyright. Two Thousand Fifteen. All rights reserved. We hope you enjoyed it..
"martin cock" Discussed on Sparkle Stories Podcast
"Tall Maple and oak trees on one side and the horse fence that borders the browns farm on the other along. The back of their yard is a stand of Birch and willow trees that line. A slow moving brooke brother and sister play in this Brooke all year. Long catching crayfish. In the summer building ferry houses in the autumn harvesting ice in the winter and enjoying the mud in the spring it was the beginning of spring where Martin and Sylvia live and after a very long and cold winter. The warmer weather was very welcome. Indeed it was raining now. Instead of snowing in the mix of the rain and the melting snow filled up there brooke to overflowing after several days of rain brother and sister were very excited when they woke up one morning to see sunshine filling their bedroom. I want to go outside said Sylvia immediately. What do you want to do? Asked Martin Make very houses said Sylvia with a nod. The fairies need spring houses. The winter ones are probably really dirty and crumbly wanted to help Martin Cock his head and said I kind of want to climb the spruce trees I McKay said Sylvia as she pulled out her mourning. Clothes I'll get started and you can help later. Brother and sister asked if they could explore a little before breakfast and Momma said with a smile. Great I'll call. When breakfast is ready. They got dressed in their rain. Clothes and muck boots and hats and headed into the soggy backyard. The bright morning sunshine made the ground sparkling Sylvia could see signs of spring everywhere. There were blades of green grass poking out of the Golden and Brown everywhere. She saw a few daffodil leaves sticking out to the muddy garden soil and then overhead. She spotted a V of geese returning north on their long flight from the south everything she saw made her smile and filled her with a bubbly joyful energy. She squished squashed along the short muddy trail to the Brooke and then stopped by one of the larger birch trees to marvel at the water. There was so much water. The brook looked like a slow moving shallow pond with a swift current in the middle there were rocks and logs that poked out of the water surface and she stepped carefully along their tops to see more clearly as she held onto too thin willow trees and stood on a wide flat rock. She quietly watched the water eased by. She could see where they built a rock wall last autumn and the tops of a few rock ferry houses but almost all their other creations were either underwater or had been washed away in the current. Sylvia squatted down to look at the water around her and saw that it was shallow. She could walk in the water without reaching the top of her muck boots but she was happy on the Rock. She saw stones and little spring plants under the water and then noticed a few tiny bugs swimming around life. It was exciting to see. She said happy. Springtime little thingies still squatting. She looked up at the water again and noticed a little leaf floating by it moved steadily and turned slightly as it floated. It looked like a tiny boat easing. Its way down a wide river. She continued to watch the little leaf. When another larger leaf caught her attention. It was a beech tree leaf. She thought because it was the shape of a teardrop and it was golden yellow. She remembered when Martin had shown her different leaves. Last autumn she watched the Golden Leaf approach and saw that it had something on. Its back as it floated closer. She could see that it was an acorn cap. A little acorn cap sitting in the middle of the leaf. It was like a passenger. This delighted Sylvia and she immediately thought that it might be some kind of fairy invention special ferry raft that used beech trees for the boat and ACORN caps for seats. Sylvia immediately wanted to make her own and looked around for leaves. That might work. She found a brown oak. Leaf and yellowish maple leaf and a thin dirty gold coloured birch tree leaf then as she returned down the path a few steps she found a small dried red berry and a few fissile. Burs do you want to go on a ferry boat she asked the Berry. And the thistles you do okay. Let's go try these boats out. She hopped along the rocks and logs again until she reached the same wide flat rock in organized her leaves the Berry went on the oak leaf and the maple and Birch leaves each. This'll then carefully gently. She eased one after the other into the water. Right about then. Martin arrived ready to help make ferry houses. Whoa he said when he saw the water. It's all flooded. Sylvia didn't respond because she was watching her ferry boats float. What are you doing? He asked as he joined her on the wide flat rock. I made ferry boats. She said as she pointed to the leaves. They're carrying things. Wow said Martin as he watched them float the oak leaf moved very slowly but the maple leaf found the current and increased speed the beach leaf dropped the thistle and then got caught in swirling Eddie along the side. I'll bet tree bark will go faster. Said Martin WanNa have ferry boat races. Sylvia hesitated sometimes. She enjoyed races and competitions. But this time I just like making them. She said you can make them and then we can race them said. Martin trying to convince her. I WANNA see which ones go faster. I like very boats that carry fairies said Sylvia still resistant to the idea of racing. But I really WanNa race said Martin who started to look around for materials. It'll be fun. We can each make a few boats and then you can choose which ones of yours you WANNA race. Sylvia didn't want to race but she also liked it when Martin played with her and she thought if they raced then he would play with their okay said Sylvia great said Martin and the two of them started to look for materials after a few minutes. Momma called them in for breakfast and they hopped along the logs and rocks back to the path. Brother and sister brought the bark and leaves in little sticks along with them and put them on the back porch table before coming inside. We're going to build ferry. Boats said Sylvia when she came inside the waters really big. Then we're gonNA raise them said Martin with a big smile. I think that the heavier boats might go faster. But I'm not sure Sylvia's side softly after he said this and then she came to the kitchen counter looking a little sad. Do you not want to make very boat. Sylvia asked Mama as she placed bowl of warm porridge with butter before her. Kinda said Sylvia. Not sure how to say this. It's just Martin really wants to race. It'll be fun said Martin. We can each make a bunch of boats and then race them like an experiment to see which boats go faster syllabi aside again and Mama asked. Would you rather not race? Sylvia looked quickly over at Martin and felt torn. She didn't want to disappoint him but she also didn't want to raise. I just like to make them. She said softly I liked him. Make boats that can carry fairies Said Mama so Martin wants to build fast boats and you want to build boats that can carry a lot of passengers. Yeah said Sylvia. Who brightened a little? Those can still race said Martin quickly they can but Sylvia wouldn't be building them for speed she would be building them for space. There's lots of reasons to build a boat. I'd go for looks said Daddy. As he came in from the bedroom I would build a very pretty boat with a tall sale. And maybe a masthead definitely one of those big steering wheels and if I was building about said Mama who narrowed her is a little in thought. I would try to see what kind could carry the most weight. It's kind of like what Martin wants to do but instead of speed I would be looking at strength but who would race me asked Martin with a frown. Will you would said Mama you would build boats for speed and see which of your boats is the fastest Sylvia would build for space and comfort and daddy would build for looks and form and I would build for strength and steadiness. Do you know what this is starting to sound like asked daddy what asked brother and sister? A boat show said daddy where people show off their boats. Some are showing for speed. Some for looks some for comfort and some four power probably other reasons to a boat. Show Ferry Boat Show said. Sylvia the first spring ferry boat show said Martin who is now excited about the idea. Will you build boats to asked Sylvia looking at Mama and daddy definitely said Daddy who was already imagining? What kind of boat to build? Sounds Fun added Momma but you have to use only natural things said Martin leaves and Bark and things that you find in the yard. Okay we already got some things said Sylvia pointing to the back porch great said Mama. Yeah said Daddy who chewed his breakfast and was quiet as he continued to think about what he was going to make for the rest of breakfast. They exchanged ideas and made a plan for finding more materials. I think those red saplings by the compost would be good suggested. Daddy I'll need a fair amount of Birchbark said Mama I wonder if there's any more milkweed pods considered Sylvia. I'm going to use my whittling knife to carve the bark stated Martin. When breakfast was over and everyone helped clean up. They all quickly dressed in outside clothes and went out. It was warmer now and the air smelled so fresh. The birds were singing several songs and flying overhead back and forth between the trees and the bird feeder. Everyone was in a bright cheerful springtime mood. Daddy gathered several saplings and dried stalks of grass and grain while Mama focused on bark and dried flower stems. Martin sat next to the back deck table and whittled thick piece of old bark and Sylvia focused on leaves and tiny twigs using mud to stick pieces together. They worked quietly all morning taking a quick break for a snack and then building building and building some are they mainly worked on their own boats but regularly helped each other out his well. Sylvia wanted to connect to leaves and daddy suggested that she used a bit of thin grapevine to tie them together. Mama was having trouble binding together. Some sticks and Martin suggested using some lengths of inner bark from his piece.
"martin cock" Discussed on Sparkle Stories Podcast
"Hello. This is David of sparkle stories and welcome to the podcast. Today's story is in celebration of spring. I know we've technically been in spring for a while, but for many parts of America, it is just now beginning to actually look vaguely spring ish and for the subscribers in the southern hemisphere. I hope you will forgive our seasonal story this week. We know that you all are slowing down and deepening your roots in preparation for winter while we in the northern hemisphere are stomping all about and waking up with the new warmer weather. So the story comes from our Martin and Sylvia Saturday's series, and it is called the spring ferry boat show. So before the story starts, I wanted to let you know that there is going. To be another podcast this week. It will come out on Friday and it comes with a special announcement of something that we are going to be offering this summer, something that we've never done before and something that is going to be really, really, really fun. So make sure that you come back on Friday to find that out and listened to another story. All right. So after this quick message from Lisbeth, you can enjoy the spring ferry boat show. You are about to listen to an original story from sparkle stories dot com. If you would like to hear more stories like this one, there are over a thousand others on our website. There you can search for stories with specific characters or find stories around a certain topic or keyword. Then you can access recipes and tutorials. So you can play the same games, cook the same foods and make the same crafts as the ones in our stories, you can find it all on sparkle stories dot com. We have a free trial set up for those who wished to see what it's like, and then it's just a regular monthly subscription to enjoy stories on the streaming site or our app. And now here is the story. Spring, fairy boat show. Martin and Sylvia live in a toll house with lots of windows from their second story. Loft bedroom, they can see their entire back yard with the tall, maple and oak trees on one side and the horse fence that borders, the Browns farm on the other. Along the back of their yard is a stand of Birch and willow trees that line a slow moving, Brooke brother and sister play in this Brooke all year long. Catching crayfish in the summer building ferry houses in the autumn harvesting ice in the winter and enjoying the mud in the spring. It was the beginning of spring where Martin and Sylvia live and after a very long and cold winter, the warmer weather was very welcome. Indeed. It was raining now instead of snowing in the mix of the rain and the melting snow filled up there, Brooke to overflowing. After several days of rain, brother and sister were very excited when they woke one morning to see sunshine filling their bedroom. I want to go outside, said Sylvia immediately. What do you want to do? Asked Martin make very houses, said Sylvia with a nod the fairies needs spring houses. The winter ones are probably really dirty and crumbly want to help. Martin cocked his head and said, I kind of want to climb the spruce trees. I m- okay, said Sylvia as she pulled out her morning clothes, I'll get started and you can help later brother and sister asked if they could explore a little before breakfast and momma said with a smile. Great. I'll call when breakfast is ready. They got dressed in their rain clothes, and muck boots and hats and headed into the soggy backyard. The bright morning sunshine made the ground sparkle. And Sylvia could see signs of spring everywhere. There were blades of green grass, poking out of the golden and Brown everywhere. She saw a few daffodil leaves sticking out to the muddy garden soil and then overhead. She spotted a V of geese returning north on their long flight from the south, everything she saw, made her smile and filled her with a bubbly joyful energy. She squished and squashed along the short muddy trail to the Brooke, and then stopped by one of the larger Birch trees to marvel at the water. There was so much water. The brook looked like a slow, moving shallow pond with a swift current in the middle. There were rocks and logs that poked out of the water surface and she stepped carefully along their tops to see more clearly as she held onto too thin willow trees and stood on a wide flat rock. She quietly watched the water eased by. She could see where they built a rock wall last autumn in the tops of a few rock ferry houses, but almost all their other creations were either underwater or had been washed away in the current. Sylvia squatted down to look at the water around her and saw that it was shallow. She could walk in the water without it reaching the top of her muck boots, but she was happy on the rock. She saw stones and little spring plants under the water, and then noticed a few tiny bugs swimming around life. It was exciting to see. She said, happy springtime. Little thing is. Still squatting. She looked up at the water again and noticed a little leaf floating by it moved steadily and turned slightly as it floated. It looked like a tiny boat easing its way down a wide river. She continued to watch the little leaf when another larger leaf caught her attention. It was a beech tree leaf. She thought, because it was the shape of a teardrop and it was golden yellow. She remembered when Martin had shown her different leaves last autumn. She watched the golden leaf approach and saw that it had something on its back. As it floated closer. She could see that it was an acorn cap, a little acorn cap sitting in the middle of the leaf. It was like a passenger. This delighted Sylvia, and she immediately thought that it might be some kind of fairy invention especial ferry raft, that used beech trees for the boat and acorn caps for seats. Sylvia immediately wanted to make her own and looked around for leaves that might work. She found Brown oak leaf and yellowish maple leaf and a thin dirty gold colored Birch tree leaf. Then as she returned down the path, a few steps, she found a small dried red berry and a few fissile Burs do you want to go on a ferry boat? She asked the berry in the thistles you do? Okay. Let's go try these boats out. She hopped along the rocks and logs again until she reached the same wide flat rock. In organized, her leaves the berry went on the oak leaf and the maple and Birch leaves each got this'll then carefully gently. She eased one after the other into the water and write about then Martin arrived ready to help make fairy houses. Whoa. He said, when he saw the water, it's all flooded. Sylvia didn't respond because she