Kawie's picture books

 Percy and Jack and the Beanstalk

Once upon a time there was a giant named Percy. He lived in a castle on top of a cloud where it was always sunny. Percy owned an enchanted electric guitar made of gold. It sang and played the most beautiful music and everyone who heard it was happy.  Percy won many Grammy Awards with it. Percy was happy but he longed for a friend.

Down below lived a boy named Jack, who dreamed of becoming a rock star. He and his mom lived in the slums and she couldn’t afford to buy him a guitar, so one day Jack put his mom’s beloved flatscreen TV on eBay for auction… but no one wanted it. Jack’s friends laughed at him and then Rufus, the gang leader, said “Yo, dude! I’ll swap you that TV for these MAGIC BEANS.” Jack couldn’t resist the offer. Show Jack being bullied Jack needed a friend but he didn't know it. 

That evening his mom came home after a long tiring day at the Welfare Office. She couldn’t wait to put her feet up and watch TV. But, HEY, WAIT A MINUTE! THE TV WASN’T THERE!!!

“Where’s my TV?!” she screamed at Jack,

“Uh, Uh, look, Mom! I traded the TV for these magic beans.”

"You're a dreamer. There's no such thing as magic." said Jack's mother and she sent him to bed without dinner.

The next morning was Sunday. Percy the Giant was up on his cloud having a leisurely time on the patio, jamming on his golden guitar when he noticed a strange thing. A giant beanstalk was casting a great looming shadow on his sunny cloud garden. He went to check it out.

Meanwhile, Jack who had climbed the beanstalk earlier, and had been exploring, saw Percy heading down the path. He spied the golden guitar on the table. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He climbed up and strummed it. The guitar sang. Jack sang with it. He was enchanted and thought how nice it would be to have a guitar like that, when SUDDENLY…

In the distance he heard a rumbling like thunder. It was the giant returning, and he was bellowing “Fee, Fie, Foe, Fum. You play the guitar and I’ll play the drum!” Jack was terrified and looked for a place to hide, but it was too late.

There was the giant, towering over him. Jack cowered, but when nothing happened, he looked up, and to his surprise, he saw that the giant smiling at him. He was a friendly, happy giant. “You must be very special,” said Percy. “My guitar doesn’t play for just anyone.”

Soon Percy and Jack were sitting at the table eating cake and talking like old friends, talking about music and about what it was like living in the ghetto.  Percy had come from the same ghetto too and had worked hard to get out.

After awhile, Percy lent Jack his other guitar and they sat on the porch, strumming and singing. “Hey, you’re pretty good” said Percy.

Jack left his old gangsta friends behind and, over the years, Percy taught Jack to play guitar until he sounded like a pro. 

They decorated the beanstalk that had brought them together. He invited Jack and his mother to live in the castle. 

After awhile, he took Jack on tour to perform with the band, and gave Jack’s Mom a job baking cakes and cookies for them while they performed for audiences large and small around the world. And they lived happily ever after.


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