Author Archives: Charlotte Sebag-Montefiore

Pretty Perie had a potof milk upon her head,resting on a cushion thereas away she sped! Down the path, towards the townour dairymaid just thoughtof all the money she would makewhen her milk was bought. She would buy a hundred eggs,watch them hatch with care,bring them up around the houselook out, stay aware! “Foxy willContinue reading “Perie and the Milk Pot”

It was dark when I woke up this morning. Dark yesterday, and it will be dark tomorrow. It’s dark for months. That is because of where I live: we live in the far North. Some of you people took us to the far South, – there are quite a few of us now – butContinue reading “A Day in my Life – I’m a Reindeer”

a Greek legend adapted by Charlotte Sebag-Montefiore But before we start, it is very exciting for me to have my new book coming out!  RIDDLES FROM THE AIR will be out on November 30th! You can order it on Amazon below. I do hope you enjoy it…   Now, for Jason and the Golden Fleece… IContinue reading “Jason and the Golden Fleece”

It started when I was born. Doesn’t it always? My name is Hazel. When I went to school, two nasty girls chanted, Witch Hazel, Witch Hazel, go away.  I had never liked my name, but this made me dislike it even more.  I told my Mum what happened when she picked me up. “My littleContinue reading “Hazel and Hallowe’en”

A RIDDLE FROM THE AIRFor several thousand years at least,you’ve cultivated me.Because I help your flowers and fruit,that is why, you see! My sense of smell is very good,my eyesight is sharp too.This helps me find the nectarthat I need for me and you! I have got two tummies.The first – food passes through;the secondContinue reading “A Riddle from the Air and A Different Cinderella Story”

We could all see that Dad was depressed when he came back from market. He wasn’t drunk, but he was very quiet at supper though it was only broth with some fat and bread and a bit of our home-made cheese. When he had eaten, Dad said, “I met Andre at the market today. It’sContinue reading “When I grew up”

Sigurd was the son of a King. That’s a good start in life, but Sigurd’s Dad had been conquered and killed which was not so good. His wife kept the bits of his old sword, because she had been told they would make a brilliant new one. Then Sigurd’s mother married another King. This newContinue reading “Sigurd and the Dragon”

I am not very old. I can’t count, so I don’t know how old I am!  I have not been out of my egg for very long. I was getting squashed in there – we dinosaurs stay in our eggs longer than the other reptiles. I really was getting squashed even though my egg hadContinue reading “The Dinosaur Poo”

When I was a baby boycradled in the water,someone robed came down to batheit was the Pharaoh’s daughter. She sought a cleaner, purer pathshe hated palace ways.She wanted to renew herself,live simply all her days. “Oh look,” she said, “right over therea charming little boat.It must have something in itfor it’s low, but stays afloat.”Continue reading “Moses and the Bulrushes”

Sun and Wind spied a traveller….