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Pinocchio Fairy Tale Story ~ English Story for Kids 

This is the Fairy Tale Story of Pinocchio. It is brought to you by Stories to Grow by. 

 

A Boy Made of Wood

Long ago in Italy there lived on old clock-maker named Geppetto. Beep-beep-TICK! Beep-beep-TOCK! went all the clocks in his shop. When he worked, Geppetto felt happy. But when he rested, a sad feeling came over him. “Ah!” he would think. “All my life and no child to call my own!”

One day Geppetto carved a puppet from wood in the shape of a boy. He made it so the arms and legs could move. He cut and sewed a nice outfit for the puppet. That night, Geppetto lay the boy puppet down onto a bed.

From out the window, a big star twinkled bright.

“Bright star,” said Geppetto. “If I could make one wish, it would be that my puppet could be a real boy.” But of course, he knew that was not possible.

From out the window, a big star twinkled bright.

That night, the same big star swooshed right into Geppetto’s window. It changed into a Blue Fairy, who flew over to the bed.

“Little wood puppet,” said the Blue Fairy. “In the morning, you will be able to walk and talk like a real boy.” She tapped the puppet one time with her wand. “And if you can prove that you are brave and true, someday you will be a real boy.”

Pinocchio’s eyes opened.

“One more thing,” said the Blue Fairy. A big cricket - and dressed mighty fine, was that cricket! - hopped down onto the bed. “Meet the Cricket. He will stay with you to help you make good choices.” With that, the Blue Fairy was a star again. Swoosh! She was out the window.

When Geppetto woke up the next morning, he said, “I will go take my puppet out of bed.” But the puppet was gone!

“Here I am, Father!” said Pinocchio from the other side of the room.

Geppetto swung around. “What? You can talk?”

“Here I am, Father!”

“Yep! I am Pinocchio, your boy!”

“How could this be?” said Geppetto in shock. Then he said, “But who cares?” He rushed over and swept the puppet into his arms. “Pinocchio, my son!” he said in great happiness.

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