Kea: |
Grandma, Grandma! Where are you? |
Grandma: |
Why? What on earth is the matter? |
Fantail & Tui:(together) |
We saw some bird grabbers. |
Grandma: |
Where? |
Tui: |
On the other side of the forest. |
Fantail: |
They were trying to trick Kea into going with them. |
Grandma: |
We need to keep you safe, Kea. |
Kea: |
How will you do that? |
Fantail: |
Are you going to make Kea stay at home? |
Tui: |
Fantail and I want to play with Kea. |
Kea: |
Can’t you do some magic, grandma, to keep me safe? |
Grandma: |
Mmm…. I know, I’ll make you invisible. |
Kea: |
It will be so much fun being invisible. |
Fantail: |
Kea better not do any tricks on us, eh Tui? |
Tui: |
How are you going to make Kea invisible, Grandma? |
Grandma: |
Oh, I’ll mix a little bit of this and a little bit of that. |
Tui: |
Are you going to tell us how to make it? Then we can do it too. |
Grandma: |
Not on your life, young bird. Now Kea, drink this up. |
Fantail: |
Look, look, you can’t see Kea’s tail. |
Tui: |
Now his wings are gone - and look, his head’s gone too. |
Kea: |
I don’t feel any different. Can you really not see me? |
Tui: |
No. We really can’t see you. Where are you? |
Kea: |
Ouch, Tui, you just stood on my foot. Look where you’re going! |
Tui: |
I did but you weren’t there. |
Kea: |
Ouch. What did you do that for, Fantail? |
Fantail: |
Do what? I was just stretching, like this. |
Kea: |
Ouch, you hit me again. |
Grandma: |
Be careful children. Now, off you go and play. |
Tui: |
What shall we do? |
Fantail: |
Let’s play hopscotch. |
Tui: |
I’ll go first. |
Fantail: |
Now it’s my turn. |
Kea: |
No it’s not. It’s my turn. |
Fantail: |
How can it be your turn? We can’t even see if you do it or not. |
Kea: |
But I want a turn. Grandma!!! They won’t give me a turn. |
Grandma: |
What’s the matter? Can’t you play nicely together? |
Fantail: |
But it’s not fair. |
Tui: |
Grandma, we can’t play with Kea if we can’t see him. Can you make Kea visible again? |
Grandma: |
No, I don’t know how to do it. I never thought about making Kea visible again. |
Kea: |
But Grandma, this is no fun. I promise to keep safe, if you make me visible again. |
Tui: |
If there’s anything you need, we’ll go and get it for you, Grandma. |
Grandma: |
Kea had to drink something to become invisible. Let’s see if some food changes Kea back. |
Fantail: |
What sort of food do you think would help? |
Grandma: |
Let’s try a vegemite sandwich. |
Kea: |
I love vegemite sandwiches. Mmm. |
Tui: |
Look, look. I can see Kea’s beak. |
Kea: |
It’s no use just my beak. I look really silly. |
Grandma: |
Okay, calm down. We’ll think of some other things for you to eat. |
Fantail: |
What about pavlova? My dad made some last night and there’s some left. |
Kea: |
Mmm, I love pavlova. |
Grandma: |
Well, I don’t suppose it will do Kea any harm. |
Fantail: |
I’m back again. Here’s the pavlova. |
Tui: |
I’m getting hungry just watching him eat. |
Kea: |
Oh, this is yummy. |
Fantail: |
Now I can see Kea’s feet. He looks really strange. |
Grandma: |
Don’t tease. I wonder whether you should try some kiwi fruit. I’m sure that something healthy would be good. |
Tui: |
I’ve got some kiwi fruit. It’s a bit squashed but it should be okay. |
Kea: |
Yuck! But I want to be visible so I’ll try some. |
Fantail: |
Hey, I can see your wings now. I thought you were strange before but you look even stranger now. |
Kea: |
Stop making fun of me. (sniffs) |
Grandma: |
What do you think we should try next? |
Kea: |
How about some Hokey Pokey ice-cream? There’s heaps of that at Kiwi’s store. |
Tui & Fantail: (together) |
We like that. Can we have some too? |
Grandma: |
Well, I suppose. You stay here and I’ll go and see what I can do. |
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(Pause) |
Grandma: |
Okay, my dears. Here’s the ice-cream. Don’t get too messy. |
Kea, Tui & Fantail: (together) |
Thanks grandma. You’re the best. |
Tui: |
Oh, look. Kea’s head’s visible. |
Fantail: |
Now Kea’s tummy’s showing. Gee, look how big it’s got! |
Tui: |
I think you’re too fat to fit in the bird grabbers’ cage now! |
Kea: |
Grandma, they’re making fun of me! |
Grandma: |
Children, children. Visible or invisible, you need to play nicely together. |