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    Journey to Dreamtime: Journeys with the Magic Globe, #1
    Journey to Dreamtime: Journeys with the Magic Globe, #1
    Journey to Dreamtime: Journeys with the Magic Globe, #1
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    Journey to Dreamtime: Journeys with the Magic Globe, #1

    By Chris Coope

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    Sophie and Dylan are taking their pet dog, Monty, for his morning walk before they set off to school. As they walk down the lane, past the village meeting room (a converted windmill), they see a hot air balloon in the adjacent field.

    Unbeknownst to them and the Professor, the balloon's owner, they are being influenced by a mysterious magic Globe...

    High adventure ensues and before they know it, the children and their pet owl (Naomi) and Monty the dog are visiting lands they've only heard about in books.

    Oh, the things they'll see and learn!

    Come along and enjoy the ride! It's an experience you'll never forget.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherChris Coope
    Release dateApr 1, 2016
    ISBN9781524245269
    Journey to Dreamtime: Journeys with the Magic Globe, #1
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    Chris Coope

    About the Author: Chris Dyson-Coope Born in Great Britain, Chris Dyson-Coope followed his training and passion in the field of horticulture for decades. This path led him to multiple awards for landscape design and many prestigious projects in the United Kingdom and the U.S. Chris has received 19 national awards for projects as varied as city parks, urban regeneration, playgrounds, office parks and streetscapes. He pioneered the use of designer drives in the 1980s utilizing Permacrib to create structural green walls and award-winning green roofs in London. Most recently, Dyson-Coope has nurtured his interest as an educational innovator to produce an Internet radio show (GrowingTrends.com), books on landscaping, and a series of fictional children’s books that explore non-fictional themes such as sustainable agriculture, geography, and history. Convinced that the younger generation can (and must) learn from the older generation, as well as blazing new paths toward a sustainable future for a planet in deep distress from climate change and unsustainable practices, Dyson-Coope presents workable solutions in multiple formats, from books to inventions, podcasts and educational media. With several horticultural patents to his credit, the noted horticulturalist looks to the future with hope that the younger generation will grab the “torch” of innovation to develop and maintain a more sustainable world for us all. Dyson-Coope is a member of The Chartered Institute of Horticulture and serves as Director of Children’s Sustainable Education for Energime University. Chris lives in Weston, Missouri, with his lovely wife, Cindi.

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      Journey to Dreamtime - Chris Coope

      The Journey to Dreamtime.

      by Chris Coope

      Meopham,Kent.

      It was a typical autumnal morning, in southern England.  A seven-year-old boy named Dylan, and his 10-year-old sister Sophie, were taking their dog for his morning walk before going to school. Dylan, skinny but very athletic and wiry, had short brown hair and wide, round eyes that were grayish blue. His sister, Sophie, had dark blonde hair (which she usually wore in pig tails) and her eyes were a lighter hue. She was just a foot taller than her brother, even though three years separated them.

      Dylan and Sophie lived with their parents in a small village in the beautiful Kent countryside, along with their two pets, Monty, a white Maltese dog, and Naomi, a barn owl.  They were very special animals - each possessing skills that Dylan and Sophie knew nothing about yet.

      Naomi had amazing penetrating eyes that could almost see as well at night as in the daytime.  She was able to fly so silently that no one could hear her coming.  She could turn her head three-quarters way around, enabling her to see and hear much further than most animals and all humans.  In fact, her hearing was so good she could hear a mouse running beneath the ground!

      Monty was a small, fluffy, seven-pound dog with human-like, straight, silky blonde hair.  Well, it was when he was first washed and groomed each week. It soon became tangled and a little dirty.   His sense of smell was so good he could tell who had been past a spot, no matter where it was.  He also had exceptional hearing enabling him to track anyone, animals, insects, reptiles or humans.

      The two pets often talked to each other, as pets do when no one is around.  Up until now, they have kept this a secret from Dylan and Sophie.

      The two friendly pets could tell Dylan and Sophie what has happened in the past, what is happening now, and what would happen in the future.  These skills were going to become very useful to them quite soon.

      Dylan and Sophie really liked living in Southern England in this quiet little Kentish village, with its village green where the grown-ups played cricket every Saturday and Sunday in the summer, before retiring across the road to the village ‘pub’ for a ploughman's lunch washed down with a pint of beer to drown their sorrows for often losing.  You see, they were not very good cricketers.

      The village also had an old stone church dating back to the 16th century.  The churchyard, which had long been closed to burials, was filled with headstones from the 17th and 18th centuries.

      A little further along the road was a modern five-classroom school, along with a parade of shops: a grocer, a butcher, and a newsagent with a post office counter.  There was even a wonderful Indian restaurant in the old station building a little further along the road. Trains still regularly stopped on their way to the coast and up to London some 45 minutes away.  Dylan and Sophie loved eating Chicken Tikka Marsala at the Indian restaurant with their parents.

      The Windmill

      Further along the main road, down a narrow country lane, nestled in a quiet corner of a field, there was a restored windmill that was now used as the village hall.

      Many years ago, farmers would bring their wheat, oats and barley to be milled here.  Using just the power of the wind, they would be turned into flour, milled oats, and milled barley for brewing.

      Dylan and Sophie often took Monty to the windmill on his morning walk, before they left for the short walk to school.  It was always quiet. The narrow lane hardly ever had any traffic at that time of the morning, so their parents felt it was a safe route to take for Monty's walk.

      Today it was a typical damp October morning, with the dew covering the grass, and a light mist partially obscuring the view.  Dylan and Sophie were each wearing a warm, waterproof anorak to keep the moist air out.  They walked briskly as they only had 20 minutes before it was time to head to school. The walk should take them around 10 minutes to complete, which gave them enough time to walk Monty and visit Naomi to make sure she had sufficient water and food for the day.  Naomi's barn was specially built for her with a built-in exercise area.

      Turning the corner onto the graveled lane, Dylan started to scuff his shoes, kicking the bigger stones as he walked into the stone-covered vehicle tracks.  Sophie scolded him, telling him he would be in trouble if he kept it up, but Dylan just laughed and carried on.

      The lane was only a few hundred feet long, with very high trimmed hedges on either side of it.  The hedges completely obscured the view of the windmill.  Eventually, the lane opened into a small area for parking perhaps large enough for half a dozen cars.  There was a notice board displaying meeting times of the parish council in front of the windmill.

      Professor Watson’s Hot Air Balloon and Magic Globe.

      They quickly reached the car park.  Looking across the large, open field they were astonished to see in the middle of the field, some distance from the windmill, what looked like a large hot air balloon lying uninflated on the ground.  There was a large gondola next to the balloon, with an elderly man nearby who was fussing over some tie lines.

      Dylan rushed towards the balloon, leaving Sophie to control their dog.  Monty was yelping and straining on his leash in an abortive attempt to reach the balloon and the man first.

      Dylan greeted the elderly, bespectacled man with a polite, Good Morning. I’m Dylan.

      To which the gentleman replied, Good morning young man. My name is Professor Dougal Watson.

      Professor Watson was a rather portly, jovial, yet slightly absent-minded fellow with soft, white hair that often looked disheveled, as he traveled a lot in windy conditions, in both his convertible automobile and his hot air balloon. His eyes were dark brown, round and serious, with laugh lines at the corners. He also had a white mustache and round spectacles that made him look very smart indeed.

      Dylan replied, Are you the famous Professor Watson from the manor house? What are you doing here, Professor Watson?

      Professor Watson smiled. Yes it is I! Oh, I’m preparing for a flight in my hot air balloon! As he talked, he flitted around like an excited butterfly.

      Where are you going, Professor Watson?

      I’m not sure. It will depend on this Globe and the winds.

      Some years ago on one of his travels he had found a beautiful, shining Globe lying in a field.  Having never been able to open it or discover its source, he had taken it along on his journeys ever since.  It seemed to have a mind of its own. Ever so often, like today, it would reveal another one of its many secrets.  Professor Watson showed Dylan the beautifully engraved, metallic Globe.

      Wow, may I touch it?

      Yes you may, the Professor answered, handing the Globe to Dylan.

      Dylan gingerly held the Globe in both hands exclaiming, It’s warm!

      Professor Watson smiled. Yes, it’s a magical Globe! It always warms up when someone touches it.  I’ve been trying to understand its powers for a number of years now.

      I’ve tried all sorts of experiments, the Professor continued.  It seems to put ideas into my head.  At times, it seems as if it’s waiting for someone or something before it reveals all its abilities.

      Dylan looked puzzled as he had never held anything like it before.  Then he asked the Professor where he was going to fly.

      Professor Watson exclaimed, I’m really not sure. It’s usually always in the hands of the prevailing winds.

      Dylan asked, with an even more puzzled look, You don’t know where you are going?

      Professor Watson laughed. Dylan have you ever been in a hot air balloon?

      Dylan was very quick to say, No, never, what’s it like?

      Professor Watson said,  It has its moments for sure.  In fact, I’ve been testing a theory that may allow me to control when and where.

      Dylan, being quite quick on the uptake, asked: When and where?

      Professor Watson answered, Yes, when to travel and where to travel.  It’s why I need ground assistants to follow me on the ground.

      Dylan replied, Almost like a time machine?

      Professor Watson retorted, You are very observant, young man. Would you like to travel like that?

      Yes, if my sister and our pets can come too.

      What pets do you have?

      Monty, our Maltese dog, and Naomi, our pet barn owl.

      They could make excellent passengers.  They may even help with my experiments.

      At this point, Sophie and Monty reached the two of them, somewhat out of breath from rushing.

      Sophie exclaims to Dylan, We are going to be late for school!

      Dylan glances at his watch and frowns. Then he introduces Sophie to the Professor.

      Nice to meet you Sophie, the Professor smiled broadly, nodding his head.

      Sir, we really need to be heading to school, Dylan said reluctantly.  May we visit you again?

      Oh, I dare say you can.  I am likely to be back soon.  Goodbye for now.

      Dylan and Sophie say goodbye, running home, not wanting to be late for school. They still have to feed Naomi, their pet owl. They quickly feed Naomi, who complains in her own owl way for the lack of time the children spend with her.

      Then they take Monty indoors where they leave him to run amok, before they head off to school. Luckily, they arrived just as the first bell is being rung by the duty teacher.

      The Village School

      When the first bell rings, all the children line up in classes on the school

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