Dedico este livro ao professor Jaime Eduardo Martim que me deu a conhecer esta ferramenta de trabalho tão útil para a concretização de atividades de cariz lúdico e pedagógico com os alunos.

Tippity Wtchet lives on the beautiful Island of Meddybemps.
At the moment she is in the kitchen of her windmill house, decorating eggs for the next day´s Easter Egg Hunt. Tippity loves to paint colourful patterns and pictures on her eggs. She likes to work slowly and carefully. She could use magic and finish very quickly, but she enjoys painting.
Tippity is putting the last few red dots on a yellow and green egg when someone rings the doorbell.

Tippity opens the frontdoor, but no one is there. She looks all around and then returns to the kitchen.
Frogwart is standing there, waving her wand over the Easter Eggs. Tippity laughs because her tricky sister rang the bell and then slipped into the kitchen through the back door. She is sure that Frogwart is doing something tricky to the eggs.

“What are you up to, my naughty dear?” asks Tippity.
“What do you mean, Tips?” asks Frogwart. “I´m just putting a freshness spell on your pretty eggs so they won´t go bad before the Easter Egg Hunt.”
Tippity says, “That´s very kind of you, Froggy,” but she knows Frogwart is lying.
Five children are coming to her house tomorrow to hunt for eggs and she doesn´t want them to be disappointed because of one of Frogwart´s tricks.

Frogwart goes home and Tippity has an idea. She invites her neighbours Mrs Brady and her son Jacob, to come to her house for lemonade.
Jacob sees Tppity´s Easter eggs. One egg falls out of the basket and Jacob reaches to pick it up. As soon as he touches it, the shell cracks open and a baby chick appears.
“Oh, no!” cries Jacob. “We don´t want it to think one of us is its mum.”
“You´re right,” says Tippity. She picks up the chick, puts it carefully into one of her big pockets and leads everyone out to the hen house near her vegetable garden. She puts the chick inside and makes sure that her chicken Greta will take care of it.

Jacob explains to his mother, “Baby chicks think the first animal or person they see is their mum. It´s best if they see their real chicken mother, of course, because she will take care of them better than anyone else.”
“Quick thinking, Jacob,” says his mother. “You´re paying attention in school.”
They go back inside to wash their hands and finish their lemonade. Tippity smiles. Now she knows that Frogwart put a spell on the eggs to make them hatch when children touch them. She makes a plan for the Easter Egg Hunt.

The next day the children and their families arrive for the Easter Egg Hunt.
Frogwart comes, too. The Hunt is going to be more exciting than anyone is expecting because of her trick.
Tippity gathers all of the children together and gives each one a little basket and a sheet of paper. Then she whispers some secret instructions in their ears. Frogwart wonders that Tippity is whispering and what is on the pieces of paper.
“Everyone ready?” asks Tippity.
“Yes!” shout the children.
“Go!” says Tippity, and the children rush around her flower garden, looking for eggs under the tulips, behind the roses, and among the daisies.

Frogwart is standing among the mothers watching curiously, wanting her trickery to begin.
Jacob finds the first egg and shouts, “I found one!” But before he picks it up, he holds the sheet of paper in front of his face. Then he touches the egg. It pops open, revealing a baby chick, as Frogwart and Tippity are expecting.
The chick looks up at the sheet of paper and says, “Cheep-cheep!”, which means, “Mama!”
Other children are finding eggs and holding their sheets of paper up in the same way, and lots of little chicks are saying “Cheep-cheep, cheep-cheep”, all at the same time.

Frogwart laughs at her great trick, but then she realizes it isn´t working out the way she planned. All the children run over to her and all the little chicks follow them, moving the way chicks do.
The children are still holding the papers in front of their faces. The sheets of paper have holes in them for the children to see trough. The sheets of paper are masks. The masks all look like Frogwart.
“Oh, no!”, cries Frogwart. “All the baby chicks think I´m their mum!”

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