WST: FULL STORY TEXT

One little Magpie soaring through the sky in a rush.
Over the nettles, past the trees and behind a bramble bush.

He lands amongst the berries and calls out with a whistle.
For he has just arrived in Whistle-Stop Thistle.

The tiny town is filled with colourful buildings; lilac, magenta and aquamarine
When the Thistle-folk hear the tuneful whistle, they know the friendly Magpie has been.

Each morning the magpie visits and brings the Thistle-folk a thing.
An object he's found and carries it under his wing.

The youngest and most curious Thistle-folk run to inspect the treasure he's brought.
Benji, Brenna and Malcolm gather around, scratching their heads in thought.

"Mr Magpie, thank you!" said Benji, "What have you found?"
"Something shiny" noted Brenna
and Malcolm said "The thing is very round."

As swiftly as the Magpie arrived, he flapped his wings and went,
leaving the Thistle-folk to work out for themselves what the thing was he'd sent.

"Maybe it's the Moon, or a drum to hit with a spoon." suggested Malcolm
"Maybe it's something to wear like a hat, or for hitting a ball like a cricket bat." wondered Brenna.

The children took the thing to show Mrs Martha Maple at the toy shop
in the hope she might know of its use in Whistle-stop.

They walked into the shop and made the bells on the door ring
then Mrs Martha took the object and looked closely at the thing.

"If I rounded these edges, I could make a toy safe enough for play.
But I'm sure it could have better uses, go see what the others say."

The children tried the cafe, perhaps Mr Cedar knw
if the thing could be used to help him serve his brew.

"Oh it's definitely useful; it could fit our teacups in
but our trays are wooden and this one's made of tin."

The children tried the bakery next
where there's mouth-watering smells
to greet every guest.

"It's deep and round." Said Betty Bramble the baker
as she looked up from her little bread maker.

"I suppose it could be filled to the brim
with hot steaming fruit and a thick pastry trim."

"This was once a bottle cap for humans to close a bottle of pop or beer
It'll need a wash of course, but we can make use of it here."

"Leave it with me. I'll give it a good scrub.
Come back in the morning and I'll show you the grub."

The Thistle-folk slept in excited dreams
whilst Betty Bramble, as usual, prepared delicious cakes and creams.

Benji, Brenna and Malcolm raced to the bakery when they woke.
How would the thing help the baker feed Thistle-folk?

Betty opened the door, a large dish in her hand.
"Children, the bottle cap you brought made the BEST PIE DISH in the land!"

The fresh pie was cut into pieces and shared around for all.
And one little piece was left in the field for the kind Magpie's next call.

(500 words)