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As little boy Johnny lies in bed, he thinks about all of 

Grandma's bedtime stories. 

"Grandma's bedtime stories are my favorite. She tells me all 

about princesses and knights, castles and heroes. There's 

always an adventure!"

The boy swiftly drifts into slumber and begins to dream of his 

favorite story of all... Ginger the Gingerbread Man and Candy 

Island. 

The Ice-Cream Palace walls were made from sugar cane, and 

lemon dots lined the doorway. Waffle cone towers reached way 

into the fluffy, cotton candy clouds. They were topped with 

strawberry ice-cream, rainbow sprinkles, and plump, ruby red 

cherries.

In the Ice-Cream Palace, lived 

Ginger. He had two gumdrop 

buttons, two fudge chip eyes, and a 

thin licorice mouth and eyebrows. 

His marshmallow hair was soft and 

orange, and he always wore his 

crystal candy crown. Now Ginger was 

little, but he was very adventurous. 

He loved to explore the lands of 

Candy Island.

One morning, he found a treasure 

map in the Palace's attic. Ginger was 

determined to follow the map and 

find the hidden riches. He was on a 

mission!

Looking at the map, Ginger knew this 

treasure hunt would not be easy. He 

knew he would need to trudge through 

Sticky Bubble-Gum Swamp, Juicy-Red 

Licorice Vines, Swirly-Twirly Lollipop 

Forest, Poppin' and Cracklin' Rocky 

Road, all the way to Chocolate Lava 

Volcano. 

Ginger left Ice-Cream Palace and 

began his adventure. He wondered 

what could possibly be hidden at the 

end of his hunt. 

"Could it be jewels and gems of 

rainbow color? Or maybe it is the 

finest sugar in all the land?"

Ginger was so busy thinking about all the possibilities that he 

walked right into the Sticky Bubble-Gum Swamp. 

"Help!" he cried. "My feet are stuck and I can't move!"He budged 

and he trudged, but nothing worked. Ginger only sank deeper and 

deeper. 

His head peeked just above the sticky bubble gum when he 

had an idea. Quickly, Ginger took a deep breath with all his 

might and blew straight into the swamp. He huffed and he 

puffed, and a bubble began to form all around his little body. 

He was so light, that he rose above the swamp. 

Ginger pulled out his map and 

noticed the wind was moving him in 

the right direction. He was floating 

above Juicy Red Licorice Vines and 

heading towards Swirly-Twirly 

Lollipop Forest. 

"Wow! This forest looks so 

delightfully tasty! But, I am so glad 

I don't have to work my way 

through all of the red licorice 

vines."

Ginger spoke too soon. Just then, 

the bubble popped on a piece of 

licorice and he fell all the way to the 

ground.

"Aww, man," Ginger whined. He picked up his backpack and 

began to walk. He knew he couldn't be very far from the 

forest. Weaving over and under, he made his way past 

hundreds of vines.

Finally, he made his way to a giant wall of thick licorice vines. 

"There is no way I can climb over this mess," he thought. Ginger 

plopped down on the sugar cube rock and began to think. He 

thought, and thought, and thought, but nothing came to his mind. 

Out of nowhere, he heard a mighty roar coming from his tummy.

"That's it," he shouted, "I'll just eat it!" Piece by piece, Ginger 

chewed away until finally, he saw light from the other side! He 

continued to munch until the hole was just big enough for him 

to climb through.

He was amazed at what he saw on the other side. Spinning fast and 

spinning slow, clockwise and counterclockwise, the swirly-twirly 

lollipops moved. Some were as small as his gumdrop buttons, and 

others were as tall as the licorice vine wall. They were everywhere, 

and soon enough Ginger began to feel dizzy. 

He couldn't tell up from down or left from right. "How could I possibly 

find my way to the Poppin' Cracklin' Rocky Road with this confusion?" 

He stumbled and tumbled and spiraled down the forest hill until he 

heard pop! pop! crackle! crackle! Ginger looked down and saw Poppin' 

Cracklin' Rocky Road.

The road looked like little 

soft marshmallows, but 

whenever he stepped on 

it, it crackled and 

popped. The rocky road 

led to many twists and 

turns. Ginger had such a 

splendid time skipping 

down the road. He 

enjoyed each and every 

pop! and crackle!, 

giggling at the sounds.

All of a sudden, the air grew warmer, the popping stopped, and 

dark cotton candy fog surrounded Ginger.

He heard something whizz 

my his left ear. Frightened, 

he jumped and scurried 

away from the sound. 

Shoosh! Another 

mysterious blob rocketed 

towards him. Ginger 

dodged out of the blob's 

path just in the nick of 

time. He glanced around at 

all these blobs, wondering 

what they could be. 

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