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Joan did not dress like any of these fairies. She said it was boring to wear the same type of clothing everyday. Unlike the other fairies, Joan had an entire closet full of clothes. She had white cotton blouses with pink flowers and yellow blouses covered with busy bumblebees. She had blue t-shirts with splashing dolphins and black t-shirts with twinkling stars. She had pleated skirts and buttoned dresses and long flowing gowns with puffy sleeves.

Joan did not look like a typical fairy. In fact...Joan did not look like a fairy at all. She looked like an ordinary grown up...but Joan was not an ordinary grown up. Her mother was a wood sprite who had the magical ability to change into a tree. The tree sprite spent most of her time living as a graceful elm tree on the edge of the enchanted forest. Her father was a giant who spent most of his time writing letters of complaint to the publishers of children�s books. Mr. Dream said that boys like Jack (from "Jack in the Bean Stalk") should not be made into heroes for having broken into someone�s home.

"Fee-Fie-Foe-Fum," grumbled her father whenever he wasn�t busy writing letters or complaining to other giants. "Nobody says �Fee-Fie-Foe-Fum.� And who would want to grind a boy�s bones up for supper? That�s disgusting. It�s worst than disgusting. It�s criminal. Who would want to eat a raw boy? Who would want to eat a boy at all? Why can�t stories say nice things about giants?"

The fairies who knew Joan�s mother and father often shook their heads in despair. It�s no wonder, they thought, that Joan acts the way she does. She didn�t have proper guidance. She didn�t have proper supervision. There was no one around to teach her how to grow up and behave like a proper fairy.

So Joan who was a peculiar fairy to begin with grew up with some very peculiar ideas.

Why do publishers print nasty stories about giants? Why do fairies always wear the same type of clothes? Why do Dream Chasers hide themselves from people?

These were not considered suitable thoughts for a proper young fairy. "The world is, the way it is," said the other fairies, "And there is nothing you can do to change it. Why does the sun come up in the east? Why do the stars glitter in the sky? Why is water wet? Some things are the way they are because that is the way nature made them."

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