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Tinker Bell is supposed to be the best there is at fixing pots and pans, but when she loses her hammer, her talent goes with it. Tink is desperate to reclaim her skill. But does she have the courage to face up to her past?

Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #302676 in Books
• Published on: 2006-01-10
• Released on: 2006-01-10
• Original language: English
• Number of items: 1
• Binding: Paperback
• 128 pages

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• ISBN13: 9780736423717
• Condition: NEW
• Notes: Brand New from Publisher. No Remainder Mark.
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One sunny, breezy, afternoon in Pixie Hollow, Tinker Bell sat in her workshop, frowining at a copper pot. With one hand, she clutched her tinker’s hammer, and with the other, she tugged at her blond bangs, which was Tink’s habit when she was thinking hard about something. The pot had been squashed nearly flat on one side. Tink was trying to determine how to tap it to make it right again.

All around Tink lay her tinkering tools: basket full of rivets, scraps of tin, pliers, iron wire, and swatches of steel wool for scouring a pot until it shone. On the walls hung portraits of some of the pans and ladles and washtubs Tink had mended. Tough jobs were always Tink’s favorites.
Tink was a pots-and-pans fairy, and her greatest joy came from fixing things. She loved anything metal that could be cracked or dented. Even her workshop was made from a teakettle that had once belonged to a Clumsy.

Ping! Ping! Ping! Tink began to pound away. Beneath Tink’s hammer the copper moved as easily as if she were smoothing the folds in a blanket.

Tink had almost finished when a
shadow fell across her worktable. She looked up and saw a dark figure silhouetted in the sunny doorway. The edges of the silhouette sparkled.

“Oh, hi, Terence. Come in,” said Tink.

Terence moved out of the sunlight and into the room, but he continued to shimmer. Terence was a dust-talent sparrow man. He measured and handed out the fairy dust that allowed Never Land’s fairies to fly and do their magic. As a result, he was dustier than most fairies, and he sparkled all the time.

“Hi, Tink. Are you working? I mean, I see you’re working. Are you almost done? That’s a nice pot,” Terence said, all in a rush.

“It’s Violet’s pot. They’re dyeing spider silk tomorrow, and she needs it for boiling the dye,” Tink replied. She looked eagerly at Terence’s hands and sighed when she saw that they were empty. Terence stopped by Tink’s workshop nearly every day. Often he brought a broken pan or a mangled sieve for her to fix. Other times, like now, he just brought himself.

“That’s right, tomorrow is dyeing day,” said Terence. “I saw the harvest talents bringing in the blueberries for the dye earlier. They’ve got a good crop this year, they should get a nice deep blue color . . .”

As Terence rambled on, Tink looked longingly at the copper pot. She picked up her hammer, then reluctantly put it back down. It would be rude to start tapping right now, she thought. Tink liked talking to Terence. But she liked tinkering more.

“Anyway, Tink, I just wanted to let you know that they’re starting a game of tag in the meadow. I thought maybe you’d like to join in,” Terence finished.

Tink’s wing tips quivered. It had been ages since there had been a game of fairy tag. Suddenly, she felt herself bursting with the desire to play, the way you fill up with a sneeze just before it explodes.

She glanced down at the pot again. The dent was nearly smooth. Tink thought she could easily play a game of tag and still have time to finish her work before dinner.

Standing up, she slipped her tinker’s hammer into a loop on her belt and smiled at Terence.

“Let’s go,” she said.

Customer Reviews

Alright, but seems to teach an odd lesson...
I bought this as an audiobook for my daughter, and she enjoyed it. I thought it was alright. I just found it increasingly frustrating, as Tink refused to tell anyone what her problem was (it was only an accident!) or to ask for help. What's the moral here - if you have an innocent accident, better to lie, and refuse to ask for help, and get deeper into trouble, than risk embarassment? Is she that afraid of her "friends"? Yeah, I know, reading too much into a kids' book, but it just seemed a bit odd. :)

Could Have Been Better
I like this one it was as good as the last Disney Fairy book I read, A Masterpiece for Bess, but it was nice. It was nice to see what happen with her an Peter Pan in this one although it the is no continuity to other Peter Pan stories by Disney, like Peter and the Starcatchers. There was no real lesson in this one and the other if fact I don't like the fact that it was okay for Tinker Bell to not ask for help and keep everything to herself that didn't seem right.

A Great Book
Opinion: this book is great! I loved the idea of "fairy tag" that the author came up with. I think that anyone who likes Peter Pan will love this book. However, I don't think that it is better than Fairy Dust and the Quest for the Egg.

Summery: When Terrance invites Tinker Bell to play fairy tag, Tink is delighted! Fairy tag is much more complicated than Clumsy tag, but when Timk loses her tinkers hammer, her life is practicly ruined! Tink is the best pots-and-pans talent in all of Pixie Hollow. She can't possibly fix anything without her tinkers hammer! The worst part is that she has a spare hammer, but when she went to visit and live with Peter Pan and the lost boys, she left it there. Tink hasn't talked to Peter since he brought Wendy to Neverland. He broke Tink's heart that day. Now, she is faced with the biggest decision in her life, talk to Peter, or lose her talent!