"Remember you are the stories you tell about yourself. So make them good ones."
It was the end of summer fairy ball and we wound our way along a woodland path past mermaids and singers, fire jugglers and a spider lady.
Each character and scene a preview of what was to come.
Like Alice in Wonderland we found ourselves in a world where things were not quite as they normally are.
But a world of beauty and magic which we were lucky enough to be part of.
The fairy path led us this way and that until we passed through a door that took us to the fairy ball.
We watched as five tales were told, of dragons and head teachers that turn into spiders and a tale of love and passion and the thrill of the ride.
At the end we danced as the sunlight sent it's last kisses into the clearing.
How we found our way out is another story, but we made it in the end and we know that we will go back. Although it will be another time and another door.
We made it home dreaming of the stories we could tell about ourselves and the magic we really are.