Izzy Izzy Princess Izzy:E189
An original story by Kathleen about a little girl who is trying to decide which type of princess she would like to be. With the help of her Papa she discovers just the right one to make the world a better place. (duration 11 minutes
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Discover the Best Kind of Princess to Be in this Original Tale
Izzy Izzy Princess Izzy
A Kathleen Pelley Original
E: 189 June 9, 2022
Have any of you ever wished that you were someone else? Maybe you wish you were a superhero or shero with special magic powers that allowed you to fly through the air and save people from danger. Or maybe some of you wish you were a princess or a prince?
Hello everyone, I’m Kathleen Pelley. Welcome to Journey with Story. Today’s story is an original story written by me about…a little girl who really, really wants to be – a princess, but she’s just not sure exactly what kind of princess she wants to be and so she asks her daddy to help her.
And this story is dedicated to our new Unicorn Subscribers, Tova and Zoe! Hello Tova. Hello Zoe. Thank you so much for becoming Unicorn subscribers – hope you are enjoying your very own signed copy of my book, Happy Mamas, with your lovely, happy mummy, Abby? Did you all know that the Unicorn is actually the national animal of Scotland? No wonder, of course, that the Scots should have such a lovely creature as the unicorn as our national animal, because everyone in Scotland loves stories about fairies and leprechauns and magical creatures, like Unicorns. And if you were listening last week, you know that we here at JWS are moving back to live in Scotland, and we are preparing to make that journey right now over the summer months and that is why we will be airing a few more encore episodes.
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Now let’s take a journey with, Izzy, Izzy, Princess Izzy, specially dedicated to Tova and Zoe.
“I wish I was a princess,” announced Izzy, as Papa tucked her into bed.
“Well… there are all sorts of princesses in this world,” Papa said. “What sort of princess do you want to be?”
“A long ago, storybook princess,” cried Izzy, “with a puffy petticoat and a frilly frock.”
“Don’t forget the sparkly crown,” Papa added, “or the gaggle of servants.”
“Yes! Yes!” squealed Izzy jumping up and down.
“But….”said Papa, “as he tucked her up again. “This sort of princess can be a bit bossy and horribly haughty. Not at all like you.”
“Really?” said Izzy, as she lined up Teddy and Walrus and Piggy in a nice neat row just the way she liked.
“Well, maybe I could be a Fairy Princess and live in a fairy fort at the edge of the forest.”
“And ride on unicorns,” added Papa, “through dusky dells and misty moonbeams.”
Izzy fluttered her arms like wings. “Izzy, Izzy, Fairy Princess,” she chanted, and her eyes sparkled like fairy dust.
“But…” said Papa, with a shake of his head. “Fairies like to make mischief and stir up trouble. They vanish quickly and cannot be counted upon. Not at all like you.”
Izzy sighed. “I suppose that is so.” She hummed at tune to help her think. Then, she reached beneath the bed and pulled out…
Parrot.
“What about a Pirate Princess?” she asked.
“That might be fun,” Papa agreed. “You could sail the seven seas with your swashbuckling crew and your chatterbox parrot. Why you could make sharks shiver and crocodiles quake.”
“Izzy, Izzy, Pirate Princess,” Izzy sang as she bounced up and down on her pirate boat bed.
“Wait!” said Papa. “I don’t think that will work either. Pirate Princesses do not get seasick. They have horrible manners, are greedy for treasure, and they will quarrel and squabble over nothing at all. Definitely not like you!”
“Definitely not!” agreed Izzy.
“But, Papa, I still want to be a princess. Isn’t there some sort of princess I could be?”
Papa stroked Izzy’s hair. “Well…there is another kind of princess. She wears jeans…or skirts….”
“Like me?” Izzy asked.
Papa nodded. “And for dinner, she likes pizza…or pakoras…”
“Like me?” Izzy asked again.
And again, Papa nodded. Then he pressed his fingers to his lips and whispered, “She is a Secret Princess, and you’ll know her by her happy heart and mighty deeds.”
“Mighty deeds!” repeated Izzy.
“So, if there was a bully at the bus stop bothering a little person,” continued Papa, “this Secret Princess would use her special steely stare and frosty frown to send that bully on his way, and all would be well in the kingdom of the bus stop.”
Izzy giggled. “That was my mighty deed,” she said.
Papa smiled. “I know….and if there was a classroom catastrophe….”
“Like last week,” chimed in Izzy, “when Ava Pritchard brought her kitty cat for Show and Tell and it got loose and…”
“Exactly so,” said Papa, “and someone I know used her Secret Princess quick wits and heart of gold to rush to the rescue….and all was well in the kingdom of the classroom.”
“That was my mighty deed too,” said Izzy.
Papa smiled and nodded. “Yes, it was…..and tonight when a certain Mama was a little cranky, a certain Secret Princess used her sunny song and helping hands until all was well….”
“In the kingdom of our house,” piped up Izzy.
“Exactly so,” agreed Papa.
Then Papa and Izzy sat side by side on the edge of the bed. Together they wondered at the night sky as they liked to do. Izzy leaned into Papa. Papa cradled her head with his hand the way she liked, because it made her feel safe and brave. An owl hooted. The wind whispered through the treetops. The leaves rustled like princess petticoats.
“Papa, do you really think I’m a Secret Princess?”
“I know you are,” he said.
Then Papa tucked her into bed one last time. He bent down low and whispered her name all hushed and holy like a prayer. “Izzy, Izzy, night, night, my Secret Princess.”
“Night, night, Papa,” she said.
And she sailed off to sleep with her happy heart dreaming of mighty deeds to sparkle the world so that all would be well …..
in the kingdom of…..
Izzy, Izzy, Secret Princess.
Well, I bet that some of you, just like Izzy, have happy hearts and do mighty deeds. What do you think the souvenir is from this story – the little nugget of truth and wisdom about what it means to be human? Yes, I think it has to do with there all kinds of princesses and of course, princes too in our world. In fact there are all kinds of ways to be a shero or a hero in our world – all sorts of ways to do your mighty deeds to make the world a better place.
I hoped you enjoyed this episode, Tova and Zoe. Mums and Dads, please do take a moment to rate, review and share this podcast with others – it really helps us grow our outreach and to find other listeners who want to change the world with their mighty deeds.
Cheerio then, join me next time for Journey with Story.
(COPYRIGHT- Kathleen T. Pelley)
