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The Inventors Fair Pink

Welcome to the 117th Inventors Fair, and prepare to be amazed with the wild and wacky inventions across the field. Once complete you can then write your own inventions and put them into the tale too.

This Storywalk is designed for year 5 and 6 as some of the language and words used are designed to stretch your pupils. Teacher note - read chapter one out loud to all your pupils together and then let them read the rest to each other in their groups.


This story starts at spot the hard standing of the courtyard enters the northern grass field.
Chapter one


‘Roll up, Roll up, the inventors fair is here'.

‘Come see the miraculous, the incredible, the fan-tab-u-lous' announced the orator from his tiny wooden podium. He then leans forward and whispers to you ‘I know that fantabulous is not a word, but this is an inventors fair and if you can't invent a few words here and there, then what's the point, ay!' His moustache twitches in excitement which seems to accentuate the shiny baldness of his head.

‘Buy your tickets here' he announces to the crowd gesticulating in a strange flourish of twisting wrists towards the booth and turnstile.

‘Now good people, ladies and gentlemen, have you been acquainted with the astounding Mr Arac, who will be demonstrating his incredible Home Spider Dentistry Kit or what about Dr Faustus and his amazing security device, The Magic Void'. He pauses for effect before he continues ‘it's a new type of safe which hides your valuables inside a surprising quirk of space-time itself.' Go see him, he's at stall number 253, but then he mutters to you under his breath ‘I suggest you don't let him Magic Void your pet, last one came back a little squishy and the boys keeper was quite disgruntled.'

Suddenly you have a ticket and are through the barrier, and there before you is stall - upon stall - upon stall, this is the inventors fair. Tents and turrets are pitched everywhere, flags and banners billow as smartly suited visitors amble between the stalls. Noises fizz from displays where plumes of pink and purple smoke waft from curious contraptions to the left, right and just about everywhere.

A voting paper is then thrust into your hand and you notice it has six spaces for nominations, this is what you need to fill in and post before you exit.

You glance back and see the sun glint off the Orators shiny head as he disappears back through the gates. His wrists spin above his glistening head as he funnels and encourages more paying visitors through the turnstiles.

Now to the fair.
Go to the Orange cone.
Chapter two

The Book Porter

As you walk around you will find a big green tent, with books stapled all over the edge. When walking in, instead of being met by people you are met by some accruding monkeys! Also a beautiful young woman called Isabelle. Isabelle pointed to sign, so you read 'book porter' whilst noticing that the tent is incredibly in the inside than the outside. You think that a small bracelet with a single red bead on it is flying, but then you realise that it was being carried by an amicable girl. Afterwards, you see: beautifully stacked Harry Potter books; beaten David Walliams books and much more books and series ( all children ones)
You can't help noticing that the Prime Minister is walking in. He sat down on a comfy looking sofa. Now you notice the sofa, it is like it is saying come sit down and try out book porter. The Prime Minister was handed Billionaire Boy by a monkey. "Thank you, aren't you a cute monkey," as he said it the monkey climbed onto his head to get a bracelet -the book porter- "and a cheeky one!" Laughed the Prime Minister
All of a sudden, he found himself in the book as one of Joe's friends as he looked around a deafening silence as he realised that he was in the middle of a history lesson. "Who are you?" Asked the Prime Minister
"I'm Joe, silly,"
"Why are you her?" Demanded the teacher, looking like she could explode any second,
"Um, um I was at a science fair and I went in to a tent, with a sign saying book porter. All of a sudden some monkeys came out and WHOOSH and I found myself here,"
"Get out!" The Prime Minister walked out and tryed to get out to the real world. He pressed, pulled and twisted, but only a humming noise came out. He took of the book porter from his strangled wrist and then stamped on it. Then all you could see was a mixture of pink and purple, swirling around. It was like some candy floss spinning around. "Hello, are you alright?" Isabelle said to a rather dazed Prime Minister. He walked out quite puzzled and gave the book porter a seven.
Go to the yellow cone.
Chapter three

All Purpose Bed

As you draw near the stall you see a large spherical tent like a perfect bubble , a perfect purple bubble.Suprisingly, it is only adorned in blinding, 'blingtastic' and lunimous letter lights. Just trying to read it i makes your eyes sting so you can make out the letters ALPOSBE. Entering the tent - your eyes are now being tickled by a hundred tin whiskers - is a huddle of talking penguins, one gallops over to you and says "Welcome to All Purpose
Beds - copyright - follow me for the ultimate bed experience."
Then the most incredible thing happened you had changed into your pjs (for some reason you had them with you) and were fast asleep. You wake up to a spider on your face,you're in your normal clothes now. Now the bed is a car. Its your dream car. A Chicken Nugget Frisbee from the Rubias company. You're at school and your teacher is th most dashing person named Emperess Rubias. Again these lights were stunning definitely not in a positive way.
Someone starts insulting Emperess Rubias. You think "this is going to pretty ugly, pretty quick." Rapidly her face flushes an array of colours: offended orange; moody mauve ; grimacing green and then reckless red.
" SHES GONNA BLOW!" , " like a volcano," yells a child indignantly. ' wee waw wee waw' sound the alarm. Outside you all start counting down "five four three two one." Everyone waits holding there breath...
...' BANG'
You scurry away as you don't want to get involved with the police again.
Go to the red cone.
Chapter four

Regenerating Plates

As you amble through the fair, past self drawing pencils and shoes that change colour, you find yourself attracted to a certain stall that looks very much like a messy kitchen. Like marble pillars plates are piled metre high, glistening in the sunlight. Suddenly you notice a man ( a rather short and plump man) sitting sporting a thoroughly stained lab-coat - barely visible - behind the stall.

Nobody is approaching the stall, only eyeing it up suspiciously as the " Dr Puft " - as reads on his name tag- starts to doze off.Aat the sound of you approuching he suddenly jerks awake " hello" he says trying to sound proffesional.
"Er hello."you reply
"Are you here for the plates?"
"Do you know earlier I had a girl come up to me and say-"
"Well I would like to know what the plates do if you would be so kind as to show me,"you stop him from rambling on. Stopped from making you fall asleep with his nonsense-talk he excitedly said: "Ah the apple of my eye, oh you'll like this."He took a plate from one of the many precarious piles of them and put it down in what little space he had left. He then put a ruby red apple on the plate and pressed a green button attached to the plate, and then out of the blue another identical plate with an identical ruby red apple on it appeared beside it! You gasp. Dr Puft then each apple had a bite taken from them by Dr Puft just to prove they were both real. Next he pushed the other button (that was plum purple ) attached to one of the plates and they morphed into one plate with one red apple on again!
Go to the Stone
Chapter five


Walking expectantly through the stalls, you're adamant to buying the adept products. Reaching the far side of the feild your analysing eye spies a baby-blue tent that looks as if it has been chopped in half. With drooping bright blue curtains it gives an impressive aroma. You walk towards it with goggling eyes. At the front of the tent was a round stand with a step all the way round ; on top was a yellow, ordinary crane. But examining the curtains you see something you previously didn't. Flashing multi-colours were the words "SELF HOUSE BUILDER, replaces builders and building sites! Invented by DOCTOR PETERSON" it was aesthetic.

There was a pale mini tent in the same shape linked onto the tent. You peer into it to see two signs "does your child want a dollhouse? Do you not have time to build it? Get all new crane'a'build your child's dollhouse will be done in minutes!" And "mini toy machines for young children!" You smile averting your gaze to the big tent.

The big tent's massive conveyabelt had a train on it, pulling round the immense cranes, but what amazed you is the tiny rabbit which is sat as the driver on the train. On the side of the train there is a sign "mr carrots" you laugh out loud.

Slumped on the 1970's luxurious leather sofa is a man with a red lab coat and green half moon glasses. His coat badge read "doctor Peterson." A sandwich was being eaten by doctor peterson as he lounged around. You approach him and sit beside him,
"Could you tell me more about your invention?" You whisper. He muffles and says
"It is a machine that builds a house for you. It does interior and house shape. You press a tab and out your personal details in it. It takes up to two and a half hours, depending on size of house and complicated interior."
"Thanks," you stutter amazed.

Suddenly, the train flipped as mr carrots yanked on a lever, the crowd watched as he did an amazing loop-de-loop, landing neatly on the conveyabelt. Doctor Peterson leaned over and whispered in your ear,
"Have you seen dr Pufts invention,of the regenerating plates?" He took a breath and continued angrily "my DEAR brother and rival invented it, it's a pitiful invention"
" no I haven't seen it and it probably a marvellous invention." You say indignity. You get up and abruptly walk off.

Go to the dark blue cone.
Chapter six


As you approach the stall you see a tall thin lady with brown hair and the shinniest glasses perched perfectly upon her nose. You look closely and you can just about see a spotted name tag ,on there is written Professor Lense.You look up surprised, there is a white dome glistening in the sun; all of a sudden there is an array of bright lights, a few minutes later you focus your eyes and see the letters spell GRAB N GO. Amazed at the quality of a stall at a squalid invention fair you rush to get inside.

"Hello and welcome to Grab n go's stall" politely says Professor Lense. " umm thanks" you say nerve wrackingly. " I'll let you go right through." Professor Lense says as she cuts a red, knotted, silky rope. Looking around you walk slowly, admiring the multi-coloured tile. You push open the purple wooden door and see: HUGE televisions dotted everywhere across the walls, in the middle of the room, white chairs are in perfect circle with a keypad shaped in a heart. Your ears ring with girls shouting "I can get Kendall's outfit!" But there is one girl sitting in the corner rocking back and forth holding a pearl silky dress in her hands. "This girl looks crazy" you think. You swiftly turn around before making eye contact but it's too late. All of a sudden, a shoe comes flying in your direction you duck ever so quickly; you get up and hear the sound of glass shattering. One if the huge TVs fell of the wallleaving a huge crack in the dome. It keeps growing and growing and growing, everyone watches in awe, until a piece of the dome falls and everybody runs! Bravely, you look behind and see a girl trapped ; as quick as you can your run back, lift the girl from under the chair and rush. Behind you pieces of white brick crashes with an ear-ringing bang. Eventually your out of the dome (now not so dome like) you sit the girl on a bench and check if she is still breathing. Thankfully she is. A few minutes later she wakes up confused . "Thank you." She says. "That's ok I couldn't let you die," you say. 'CRASH!' The whole done falls to pieces. The girl is taken care of so you conviently rush out of the fair.
Go to the light blue cone.
Chapter seven


This stall is very simple, there are no plumes of smoke or fancy flames, just a small trestle table and on which are little paper packets of ‘ible-dibbles– the wondrous memory pill'

A young boy was working this stall and selling quite a few packets.

‘Yes sir, they are very simple, just take one a day for a week and your memory will improve.' The gent in question said ‘I'll have two please', dropped his money on the table and opened the first pack immediately. ‘Just one a day sir,' said the boy but the man upended the pack and ate the lot in one gulp.

The boy watched him carefully and then said ‘will that be all sir' the gent looked a little pale and sipped the water which was offered, but as he did so, one of the pills rolled across the table to you. You pick it up slowly and notice it's about the size of a pea, green, but not bright green, more earthy like . . . And then you realise what they are but before you manage to say anything the boy gives you a kick under the table. It stops you short because the next gent is buying another two packs and drops his money on the table too, this is obviously a profitable invention.

But the boy knows what you know, and that these little pills are in fact rabbit droppings! The gents move away, pleased with their purchase as the boy leans over and says sorry ‘you were about to give up my game' he said.

‘You can't sell them rabbit droppings as memory pills, it's a con' you say.

‘No it's not' said the boy ‘those men will never forget the week they ate rabbit poo'

He does have a point, so before you move on make a note on your voting slip about this boy's invention.
Go back to where we began
Chapter eight


The Orator approaches, bald head glistening in the sun.

‘Place your sheets in the box and we'll see who the Inventor Supremo is in the 117th inventors fair'.

Is there one invention which is the best in your opinion? Have a discussion now and see which you think is the most impressive, when you have decided then please read on.

‘Good good.' Says the orator as you post your sheets, but suddenly there is a huge sound from the middle of the field, you look over and see a jet of blue flame snatch up into the air. A BOOM follows which is so loud you feel it in your chest, and the orators mouth drops open aghast at what is unfolding.

A flash follows with attendants and visitors running pell-mell away from the ‘Mr Bubbles, double bubble super fizz pop' tent. ‘Run for cover' they shout as people dive behind bales of straw just before the BIG explosion.

The next events seem to happen in slow motion as tents flatten across the field and flags bend horizontally away from the epicentre of Mr Bubbles. Then a black wall sweeps across towards you and there is only a moment to duck before it engulfs you. But thankfully it passes in a moment and you stand again to see the orator is covered head to foot in soot! He turns with mouth still open and moustache intact to the single flash of a reporter's camera.

‘Well it would appear that the 117th inventors fair has come to an abrupt end' he says to you with eyebrows raised as high as they will go.

The next day the local paper lands on your hall carpet with this very photograph, the orator is central, treacle black from head to foot and behind him the stately metal dome of Mr Bubbles is spurting with a mountain of foam.

The headline runs with ‘Inventor's Bubble Trouble. Hundreds flee from catastrophic fizzy pop explosion at the 117th inventors fair'.

To the left of the picture you can see yourself looking rather surprised.

What an event!

The End
Chapter nine

Further Thoughts

What inventions would you have liked to have seen at the fair?

Are they big or small, can they be held in your hand, or carried on your back?

Is it edible, totally credible or just downright daft!

Have a talk amongst yourselves whilst the other groups catch up.
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