The Magic Kiss – A Goodnight Journey | A Perfect Calming Story for Bedtime

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[Music] Hi everyone! Welcome back to the Storytime Family. How are you doing today? How’s the weather looking? It’s super warm but really windy here—kind of crazy! But I’m glad it’s warm at least. I hope you had your daily dose of vitamin D today and that you are ready to settle down and read with us. Today, we have a book called “The Magic Kiss: A Good Night Journey.”

[Music] Are you ready? Let’s go!

Once upon a windy day, a little kiss blew away, full of love. It flew to the Sea of Off, away! Goodness me! The clouds drank every kissy drop, sipping, slurping, and burping—so full up, no room for more! The kiss burst out, and down it poured. The jungle shook, water danced, settling down on the elephants. The squishy, splishy splash! They blew it out their trunks, showering all with loving spray.

The kiss continued on its way, flying and floating through streams so bright. That kiss was caught by magic light, and just like that, the kiss transformed into what is now a yawn. It’s passed along from friend to friend, a loving breath at each day’s end.

So good night, love! I’ve got one for you—a yawn to catch!

[Music] And that was “The Magic Kiss.” I hope that sets you up for bed. Are you ready for a long, cozy rest? If you’d like to own a copy of this book, the links are in the description below. Do give us a like and subscribe if you haven’t, and click on the bell for more stories like this. You go have a good night, take care, and I’ll see you back here soon!

[Music] Bye-bye!

[Music] Now we have a book called “To Love a Wishing Star” by Laura Sully. Shall we get started?

Maisy was a strong-willed girl. Her friend had just moved from across the world—from New Zealand! Milo would say it’s really very far away, over the ocean and across the sea. Those big, huge whales! Milo took three. Maisy has only ever lived in Wales, so she loved to hear her new friend’s tales.

In school, Mr. Sandart taught their class, and half the day had come to pass when, out on the climbing frame where they all play, Maisie heard her new friend say, “Wales has lots of buildings and loads of cars, but there aren’t very many stars. Back home, I looked up every night, and they twinkled and blinked and winked so bright.”

Milo held her toy cow, and they danced and spun. “There are millions and billions and trillions of them!” Back in the classroom, Milo sat to listen while Maisie thought of all the stars that were missing. When suddenly, she noticed some stars on the wall. She had never noticed those stars there before. Have they been stuck there this whole time? I suppose they don’t exactly glisten or shine.

Soon the bell rang for the end of the day. Mr. Sandart came over to Maisy to say, “I noticed you admiring those stars on the wall,” and he reached for a star because he was tall. “This one’s for you,” and he handed her a star. “It will glisten and glow only when it gets dark.”

Back home that evening, Maisy asked her mom if anyone had answers. She bet she would be the one. “Where did all the stars grow from?” “The night sky,” Mom said. “Once there were lots of stars way up high. You see, nobody wishes on the stars anymore. I guess there isn’t anything for people to wish for.”

Maisy thought about what Mom had said. She pondered and wondered that night in bed, “I wish for things to wish for.” Maisy realized the wish her own wish had brought. She ran to her pocket and pulled out the star. Mr. Sandart was right—it does glow in the dark! “I wish for things to wish for,” Maisy said, staring up at the sky before getting back into bed.

No more stars appeared in the dark of the sky. Maybe this wish thing was all just a lie. Maisy forgot all about her wish in school the next day, playing games on the yard where all the kids play. Suddenly, crash, bang, clap! Maisy tripped on the ground.

“Milo said quick, cool it around!” “Ouch! I’ve hurt my arm!” she yelled in the air, then went straight to the nurse to get the right care. But it was only a sprain. It could have been worse. Mom was now there, and so was the nurse. “This arm needs a cast,” the kind nurse said.

So Maisy pulled out her star and quickly wished for red. “I hope she likes red!” The nurse winked at Mom, and her whole arm was red except for her thumb. Next, they had swimming, and Milo was having fun while Maisy sat with her cast, feeling rather glum.

So she pulled out the star from inside her bag. “I want to have fun and not feel so sad!” So she waited and waited and waited some more. Suddenly, she noticed a pen on the floor. Milo came to join her at the end of the class. “Wow!” she yelled when she saw Maisy’s cast. There were swirly, whirly patterns and stars that she drew. Maisie realized at that moment her wish had come true.

The next day, they went to the beach nearby their school, searching for creatures in all the rock pools. Milo suddenly lifted out a beautiful shell. So Maisy got out her star and cast a quick spell. “I want one of those!” she asked to a star. Then she searched and searched but didn’t get far.

“Would you like to hold a kite?” Mrs. Sandart came to ask. Maisy felt a little bit nervous with her arm in a cast. She looked up to see, but the sun was so bright. Holding on to the rope with all her might, she stumbled on something in the soft sand. She fell, landing on a rather peculiar shell. “What’s this?” she said as she lifted it high.

“That’s a starfish!” said the passerby. “Wow!” Maisy said. “I can’t believe my ears, but it belongs to the beach, so I better leave it here.”

After the beach, they went to the farm. Maisy felt thankful she had at least one good arm. “Let’s go see the birds!” Milo quickly yelled when they came across a parrot refusing to be held. The parrot flapped her wings, feathers flew through the sky. The children all soon gathered to find out why.

Maisy reached for her star as the parrot gave a squawk. “I wish with this parrot I knew how to talk!” With that one single wish, she knew what to do. “Step away from the parrot, give him some room!” Maisy held out her cast, and the parrot jumped on while she began to sing him a very special song. Soon the parrot calmed down, and the crowds began to leave.

“Good job! You’ve got that cast!” he wouldn’t have jumped on his sleeve. The birdkeeper thanked Maisy and told her that she’ll go far, presenting her with a sticky golden star. Maisy held out her star. The next wish she knew, “I wish I was as wonderful and magical as you!”

At the end of the year, the school play would come. When they got back to school, they were told who they would become. One by one, Mr. Sandart told them their part. “Of course,” he said, “Maisy, you’ll be playing the star!” She almost couldn’t believe another wish had come true.

“Does this mean I really am as magical as you?” Maisy thought about all the stars she had found—some on the wall, some on the ground, one even given to her as a prize, one was a costume—it’s her in disguise. But Maisy felt gloomy that evening as she looked to the sky. The stars were still missing, so she asked her dad, “Why? I’ve been wishing and wishing and wishing all day!”

“But have you wished for the stars?” her dad came to say. “Come with me,” Dad said, and they got in the car. They drove to the countryside, which wasn’t that far. The darker the road got, the brighter the sky, till there were billions and squillions of stars way up high. Some glistened, some shone, some shot through the air. She couldn’t even count all the stars that were there!

Milo was right—whales do have lots of stars, way more than all the buildings and cars. And one by one, all her wishes came true. Maisy held out the star. “This is all thanks to you!” Maisy thought about Milo and what she had done. Without wishing for the stars, she may still have none. Her love for the stars was passed on to me. With that one single wish, more wishes were set free.

And that was “To Love a Wishing Star.” If you’d like to own a copy of this book, the links to purchase it are in the description below. Do give us a like if you enjoyed this story and subscribe if you haven’t, and click on the bell for more stories like this. Thank you so much for reading with us! We’ll see you back here soon. Take care!

[Music] Bye-bye!

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