Flying Beds and Invisibility Suits
By Anthony Freeman and Paul Freeman
I was digging in the garden while mum was at work when I found a dirty old lamp. As I rubbed off the dirt, a genie appeared.
“I’ll grant you three wishes,” said the genie.
“I wish I had a flying bed,” I said, because I wanted to take a ride to far away places.
The next moment my bedroom windows swung open. My bed flew out of the room and disappeared.
The genie laughed. “What’s your next wish?”
“I wish I had an invisibility suit,” I replied.
With an invisibility suit I could trip up the school bullies in the corridors or push them off their bikes.
The genie laughed again. “Your wish is granted. But if you can’t see your invisibility suit, you’ll never find it. What’s your final wish?”
Angry with the genie, I said, “I wish you were back in the lamp.”
The genie was furious, but he disappeared back into the lamp, so I went and threw it in the sea.
When I got back home, I found that my bed had returned; and when I opened the fridge to get a cold drink, I found an invisibility suit inside.
“School bullies, watch out!” I said.
