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What a noise there is on
"Chatterbox Street"

Cooeee It's Magical is the children's story page for all children, young and old, who see a wonderland of adventure and excitement waiting in store.

Book One: in the Aussie Children's book series by Dominique Daniels - Dee - is "RooDooLoo" .

Brolga dances her own sacred songs while Kangaroo and Koala watch Croc glide through the Kakadu billagong.
Publisher: Rolling Seas - Ebook - Children's Story "RooDooLoo" - ISBN: 978-0-9872371-0-1
$8 AUD

"RooDooLoo" By Dominique Daniels

Book Two: in the Aussie Children's book series by Dominique Daniels - Dee - is "The 12 Days of an Aussie Christmas".

Santa visits a billabong in the Aussie bush. Swagman winks and boils the billy. Matilda and Blue, Koala, Emu, and 12 white kangaroos, gather around the camp fire on one very special Silent Night. Publisher: Rolling Seas - Ebook - "The 12 Days of an Aussie Christmas" ISBN: 978-0-9872371-1-8 $8 AUD

"The 12 Days of an Aussie Christmas" By Dominique Daniels

Book Three: by Dominique Daniels - Dee - is "Chatterbox Street" .

There was so much noise on Chatterbox Street, how would anyone hear the warning cry of Koel Cuckoo?
Publisher: Rolling Seas - Ebook - Children's Story "Chatterbox Street" - ISBN:
$8 AUD

"Chatterbox Street" By Dominique Daniels

Book Three of the Aussie children's stories from Dee - the Australian Author and Illustrator Dominique Daniels - carries the Spirit of Aus, from the treetops of Chatterbox Streets, across This Great Southern Land.

Chatterbox Street is dedicated to one very special angel who never got the chance to feel the warmth of sunshine.

Chatterbox Street.

Author and Illustrator

Dominique Daniels
Dee
©
ISBN:

Publisher: Rolling Seas. February 2012.

No part of the Story or Illustrations may be published without the consent of the publisher.

What a noise Squabbles the magpie was making
from the bottlebrush tree in Chatterbox Street.

"Squawk! Squawwk! Squaawwwk!"

From his perch high up on the electricity pole Jabba the crow joined in,

"Waark! Waaark! Waaaark!"

How could Squabbles listen for the Storm Bird
with all this noise going on?

Petunia peewee flitted from the garden wall to the letterbox,
"Tweeet-oot! Tweeet-oot! Tweeet-oot!"
Snake was slithering through the gardens in Chatterbox Street.

Dakota ran down the stairs between flowering camellias,
"What is all this fuss about?" she called.

"Trrrrrt! Trrrrrt! Trrrrrt!"
Willy Wagtail flicked his fanned tail from side to side,
his alarm was sounding,
"Look out Dakota! Snake is slithering around!"

Up to the archway of roses Petunia flew.
Squabbles swooped by flapping her wings,
"Squawwk! Squawwwk! Squawwwwwk!"
around Dakota's head.

"Eeeeeeeeeek!"
Dakota clutched her straw hat and shook her finger at magpie.
"Don't chase me Squabbles or I will let Jangles the cat eat you!"

"Up the stairs with you!" Squabbles squawked flapping furiously,
"Jangles is no match for a magpie who talks."

"You are too bossy when you have babies in your nest!"
Dakota snatched at her flying hat and ran.

Percy parrot and his mates screeched as they
flocked to the flowering bottlebrush trees in Chatterbox Street.
"There's a party and we weren't invited!" Percy shrieked.

"Not a party! Snake is visiting the garden,"
Squabbles had no time to argue with Percy.

Jabba's blue eyes watched Snake slither out into the sun.

"SNAKE!"

Dakota leapt to the veranda where nasturtiums trailed in and out of the rail.
"Is it green, or black, or red, or brown?" she needed to know.

"Waarrrk!"
He looks like a snake that bites to me!" Jabba rasp.

Bees buzzed from yellow to orange flowers around Dakota.
They were far too busy gathering pollen to worry about Snake.
It was wasp buzzing through camellias that made Bee scurry for cover.

Over pansies and daisies butterflies danced,
gathering dewdrops of nectar, not taking a chance.
Under a leaf caterpilla crawled. She was plump and she was green.
She did not want to end up as fast-food on Chatterbox Street.

"Hissssssss"
Snake slithered through nasturtiums, forking in and out her tongue.
Feeling Squabbles squawk wasn't much fun.

From the letter box to the garden wall Petunia Peewee flew.
Snake slithered by the statue of gnome, wearing a red hood.

Willy wagtail darted this way and that,
"Trrrrrt! Trrrrrrt!"

From under the azalea bush snake twisted and turned,
hissing at shadows in swaying green ferns.

Dakota shook her finger and ordered crow down from the sky.
"Chase Snake from my garden Jabba!" she cried.

Did she think he ate every jolly thing that came by!
Do I look like a snake-eating Kookaburra to you?" Jabba rasp.
He ruffled his feathers and shook,
"Waaaark! Waaaark!"
then he pooped, just missing Jangles the cat.

"Do you do anything but squawk as if no one is listening?"
Jabba made such a racket that Dakota thought it a habit.
Where Squabbles only squawked when something was the matter.

Jangles came out from under the chair.
He brush against Dakota's leg with a
"Purrrrrrrrr"

"Eeeeeeeeek!"
Dakota jumped with fright.
"I don't want to play while snake's out of sight!"
Jangles was far too proud a cat to be insulted.
He lifted his head high and sat down on the steps to wait.

"Meeooooow."
A feast of birds would be tastier than one cold slimy snake.

What a noise there was on Chatterbox Street.
It even woke Max the dog who had been fast asleep.
Max barked and barked. He just wouldn't stop.

Rufff! Wooof! Yap! Yelp!"

Everyone was talking at once on Chatterbox Street.
Grasshopper leapt high from the leaf he was chewing.
Squabbles swooped down Chomp! he was gone.
Prickly legs made a very crunchy treat.
"Don't eat my grasshoppers Squabbles,
you've already wrecked my straw hat!"

Dakota was not very happy.

"Better to wreck your hat than you get snake bite,"
Squabbles squawked.

Snake was twisting and turning and hissing as it slithered along.
From the step Jangles pounced grabbing Snake by the tale.
Flicking around Snake hisssssed, showing white fangs.

"Jangles look out!" Dakota screamed.
Snake's tongue forked in and out,
"Hisssssssssss"
All Snake was searching for were lizards and frogs,
not a cat or a bird.

Hurling the pot plant of violets growing in a boot,
trailing flowers of purple sailed towards Snake at the steps.
Yeooooooooow!"
Jangles leapt back, the boot landed on his paw.
In two leaps he was up on the brick garden wall.

Willy wagtail shot up to the perfumed shrub.
"Trrrrrrttt! Trrrrrrtt!"
It was safer than sitting beside Jangles with a sore paw.

Squabbles flew after Snake with a squawk.
Jabba landed on the rubbish bin just as fast.
"Waaaaarrk! Warrrrrrrrrrk!"
"Squashing Snake with violets it never going to work!" Jabba rasp,
"He's too fast. Look, he's slithering towards the paperbark.

"Do something Jabba, or go back to your perch on the pole!"
Dakota was as close as she wanted to be.
Jabba pecked at the chip packet covered in salt and fat.

"Waaarrrrrrk!"

"Squabbles can chase Snake back into the park."

"Me!" Squabbles squawked,
Lifting from the trees Percy and his mates made such a racket.
Green and yellow feathers floated down towards spider's web.
"And what about Percy's lot? They feast in the park twice a day."

"Who cares about Percy's mob?"Jabba ask.
It was hard to hear the squawking reply.
Percy swooped low over crow's head.
"Oi! Not in our park!"

"Enough of your suggestions Jabba!" Squabbles snapped.
"Put down that chip and go tend your nest in the gum."

Squabbles swooped low towards the passionfruit vine.
Snake was heading for the darkness of spider's home in the pipe.

"Ruuuffff! Yelp! Yap! Yap! Yap! Yap!"
Max jumped high, trying to get over the fence.
Pricking his ears he stopped to listen.
Storm bird was calling way off in the distance.

"WoooOOOoot WoooOOOoot."
It was a mournful cry.
"Doesn't cuckoo like to lay her eggs in your nest Squabbles?" Dakota reminded.
She knew storm bird only migrated for the spring and the summer.

"I won't have any eggs if Snake finds them first!"
Snap!
Squabbles sharp beak brushed passed Snake's tail.

Kookaburra laughed from the tallest gum tree.
"Koookoookoookoookooo Kaarkarrkarrkarrkarr"
Jumping with glee Dakota pointed up high.
"Matilda will catch Snake, just you wait and see!"

From the garden wall Jangles leapt down.
Squabbles didn't trust the cat, not one whisker at all.

"Squawwwwk! Squawwwwk! Squawwwk!"

Snake had to find a good place to hide.
Max leapt high, over the fence he went with delight.

"Ruuuufffff! Yap! Yap! Yap! Yap!"

What a noise there was on Chatterbox Street.
Matilda swooped down, she had heard quite enough.
With a thud she landed on Snake's juicy head.
Feathers were flying. Percy and his mates screeched.
Jangles tangled up in Dakota's stumbling feet.

Snake was twisting and turning in Matilda's gripping claws.
She lifted him up to a branch overhead.

Baby kookaburra was waiting for Matilda's return.
Jabba landed with a "Waaarrrk!" on a branch in the gum.
A titbit of Snake would do for dessert.
Storm bird called its haunting cry.

"WoooOOOooot! WoooOOOooot!"

She was hiding in the Acacia tree close to Squabbles nest.

"A storm is coming."
"WoooOOOooot! WoooOOOooot!" cuckoo warned.

Dakota looked to the west to search the sky.
Storm clouds were lifting from the horizon on the range.
"Come on Jangles, we have no time to play.
We have flowers to gather before it starts to rain."

A gust of wind sent dry leaves flying.
Frog croaked in the garden, rain was on its way.
Jangles pounced and frog leapt high.
"Leave my frog alone Jangles," Dakota scolded.
She scooped Jangles up and stroked his sore paw."
"We don't eat birds, frogs or lizards in Chatterbox Street."
Jangles yowled, "And we don't throw boots at the cat either."

END

Book Two: Children's Story: The 12 Days of an Aussie Christmas By Children's Author & Illustrator Dominique Daniels Dee ©.
Early Readers to Teenage Years. ISBN: 978-0-9872371-1-8. Published by Rolling Seas. All rights reserved.

Book One: Children's story: RooDooLoo By Children's Author & Illustrator Dominique Daniels - Dee ©.
Early Readers to Teenage years. ISBN: 987-0-9872371-0-1. Published by Rolling Seas. All rights reserved.

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