The Land Of Magical Crayons

It started at the crack of dawn
A day the children would never forget
Summer holidays had just begun
The children woke up as early as their eyes would allow
As they were super eager to get dressed
And run out and play with their friends
But this isn't what someone else had in mind for them
Excited, they ran out
But what they saw outside turned their smiles upside down

They all sat down, disappointed at the old antics of the Colour Monster

And before they could settle down, there came a voice from behind them
"Hello, children! Did someone call for me?"
"Don't worry children, Bob doesn't like to see his friends upset
And I'm going to help you fix this, just leave the worries to me
And you think about enjoying your holidays
Do you trust me?"

As all the children eagerly awaited Bob, he came by
His coach full of surprise goodies for them
"Very well, kids
I have here for each of you a coloring book
With all the lovely colours, you children have been missing so much"
"Nothing is impossible when Bob the Train is around
These books are no ordinary coloring books, children
They're magical coloring books"
This made Bob smile

He lowered his voice, like he was about to tell the children a secret
"Well, children, this is only between us
But anything you draw and color in this book, springs to life
So you kids can draw anything you like in these books
And your dull, lifeless playground will spring alive in no time"
"Ha ha ha! This is no joke, my lovely friends
It's as true as the day and night"
"Absolutely! Anything you want this playground to be!"

Now the kids couldn't wait to get their hands
On these magical colouring books
They all ran to Bob
Bob was surrounded with lovely, hyper children
And this is something he enjoyed more than anything in the world
With a colouring book in each of their hands, and a bunch of crayons
The little kids sat down with the task of renovating their playground

The little one wasted no time in colouring the lifeless ground
With each stroke of her crayon, the ground came alive
One green stroke at a time
And in four seconds flat, the white ground was greener than ever
She exclaimed in joy

Bob traveled through the ground
To see what his lovely friends were drawing
"What are you drawing, Polly?"

"But there is something still missing in the blue sky, my dear"
"Well, can you think of something that's yellow in color
With bright orange rays that light up the morning sky?"
"Sounds lovely! Johnny, my naughty little friend, what are you drawing?
Your coloring seems so rushed
It looks like someone is having trouble staying inside the lines"

Bob was standing next to Mary and looking into her book
"What are you drawing, my little friend?"

"Ha ha ha! That's mighty smart of you, little one!"
Bob laughed and walked away, just in time
Because an apple fell down right where Bob was standing
"Whoops! Just missed me!"

Jack was so engrossed in his drawing
He did not notice Bob standing right next to him
"Ha ha! I enjoyed watching you draw with such attention!
May I ask what masterpiece you are in the process of making?"
Jack blushed a bit
Everyone knew he was the best artist among all of them
But he never liked flaunting his art

"What about other children that want to play in this new colorful park?"
Bob looked around proudly at his little artist friends
While Bob was in his own thoughts
The little one came up to him with a book in her hand

Bob was ecstatic to see his little friends happy at last
"Well, I hope you kids are happy now"
"This playground wouldn't look so beautiful without all your efforts
So kudos to you all
And I promise the Colour Monster
Won't be here to trouble you children for a long time"

Bob was in the middle of all the fanfare
He looked around and saw all the children enjoying themselves
They had forgotten about the Colour Monster
They had forgotten that only a few hours ago
Their playground was colourless
And with their little creative hands and talented minds
They restored it to its full glory