Hello, everyone! How are you today? I hope the sun is shining, and you had fun playing outside. Thanks for joining us for a story!
Our story is about a girl named Maisy. Maisy is strong and brave. She has a new friend named Milo who moved from far, far away, across the ocean! Maisy loves hearing Milo’s stories about his home.
At school, Maisy and Milo play outside. Milo tells Maisy that back home, he could see lots of stars every night. But in Wales, where Maisy lives, there aren’t as many stars. Maisy starts thinking about the stars and wonders where they all are.
In the classroom, Maisy notices some stars on the wall. Mr. Sandart, their teacher, gives Maisy a special star that glows in the dark. Maisy is excited and takes it home.
Maisy asks her mom why there aren’t many stars in the sky. Her mom says people don’t wish on stars anymore. Maisy decides to make a wish: “I wish for things to wish for!”
The next day, Maisy trips and hurts her arm. She wishes for a red cast, and it comes true! Later, she wishes for fun and draws beautiful patterns on her cast with a pen she finds.
At the beach, Maisy finds a starfish after wishing for a special shell. She learns that sometimes wishes come true in surprising ways!
At the farm, Maisy helps calm a parrot by singing to it. The bird keeper thanks her and gives her a golden star. Maisy feels happy and magical.
Maisy is chosen to play a star in the school play. She feels like her wishes are coming true, and she wonders if she is magical.
Maisy’s dad takes her to the countryside to see the stars. The sky is full of twinkling stars, just like Milo said. Maisy realizes that her wishes helped her see the stars again.
Maisy learns that wishing on stars can be magical. She shares her love for stars with everyone, and more wishes come true!
Thank you for reading with us! We hope you enjoyed the story. See you next time!
Starry Night Observation: With the help of an adult, go outside at night and look at the stars. Can you count how many stars you see? Try to find a special star that you can make a wish on, just like Maisy did. Draw a picture of the night sky and your special star. Share your drawing with your class and talk about what you wished for.
Make Your Own Wishing Star: Create a glowing star like Maisy’s using craft materials. You can use cardboard, glow-in-the-dark paint, or stickers. Once your star is ready, hang it in your room. Every night before bed, think of a wish you want to make. Keep a journal to write down your wishes and see if any come true!
Story Sharing Circle: Just like Milo shared stories about his home, gather in a circle with your classmates and share a story about something special from your life. It could be a favorite memory, a place you’ve visited, or a fun adventure. Listen to each other’s stories and think about how sharing stories can be like making wishes come true by bringing joy and magic to others.
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Hi everyone! Welcome back to Storytime Family. How’s everyone doing today? How’s the weather looking over there? I hope it’s nice and sunny for you, and I hope you got to play outside and had a good day at school. Thank you for taking the time to read with us.
Today, 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—Milo would say it’s really very far away, over the ocean and across the sea. Those big, huge plains! Milo took three. Maisy had 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 passed when, out on the climbing frame where they all played, 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 koala, and they danced and spun. “There are millions and billions and trillions of them!”
Back in their classroom, Milo sat to listen while Maisy thought of all the stars that were missing. Suddenly, she noticed some stars on the wall. She had never noticed those stars there before. Had they been stuck there this whole time? They didn’t exactly glisten or shine.
Soon, the bell rang for the end of the day. Mr. Sandart came over to Maisie and said, “I noticed you admiring those stars on the wall,” and he reached for a star because he was tall. “This one’s for you,” he said, handing 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 wondered, “Where do all the stars grow from in 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.” Maisie thought about what Mom had said and pondered that night in bed. “I wish for things to wish for,” Maisie thought, realizing the wish her own wish had brought.
Maisie ran to her pocket and pulled out the star. Mr. Sandart was right; it was glowing in the dark. “I wish for things to wish for,” Maisie 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.
Maisie forgot all about her wish at school the next day while playing games on the yard where all the kids played. Suddenly, crash! Bang! Clap! Maisy tripped on the ground. “Ouch! I’ve hurt my arm!” she yelled in the air, then went straight to the nurse to get the right care. It was only a sprain, but 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 Maisie 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.” She waited and waited some more, and 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.
Next, 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 the star. Then she searched and searched but didn’t get far. “Would you like to hold the 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. “Oh, that’s a starfish,” said a passerby. “Wow!” Maisy said. “I can’t believe my eyes, 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, and feathers flew through the sky. The children all soon gathered to find out why. Maisy reached for her star as the parrot gave a wish. “With this parrot, I knew how to talk.” With that one single wish, she knew what to do: step away from the parrot and 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 bird keeper thanked Maisie and told her that she’d go far, presenting her with a sticky golden star. Maisie held out her star for the next wish. “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 parts. “Of course,” he said, “Maisie, 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?” Maisie 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 Maisie 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,” he 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; Wales does have lots of stars—way more than all the buildings and cars.
One by one, all her wishes came true. Maisy held out the star. “This is all thanks to you,” Maisie 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.
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