Barnaby Buttonsworth là một nút. Không phải bất kỳ nút nào đâu nhé. Barnaby là một nút biết nói, biết nhảy tap, hơi quá khổ so với bản thân mình, sống trên một chiếc áo len cardigan rất cáu kỉnh tên là Cuthbert. Cuthbert, thường được tìm thấy đang ngồi gục trên một chiếc ghế…
Barnaby Button, a boy with a nose like a shiny red cherry, was NOT having fun. He slumped in his chair, surrounded by towering stacks of “Important Educational Things” (as his mom called them). Barnaby just called them “Boring Bricks.” He longed for an adventure! He wanted to use his imagination, not learn about fractions….
Barnaby Buttonsworth, a boy whose socks never matched, sighed. “Adventure never happens to children like me,” he grumbled, kicking a particularly lopsided pebble down the dusty lane. Barnaby yearned for fun. He longed for something… more! Suddenly, the pebble shimmered! It grew legs, tiny legs like a beetle, and a voice squeaked, “Actually, adventure is…
Barnaby Button, a button no bigger than a ladybug’s toe, was bored. Terribly, tremendously bored! He lived on a plain, beige cardigan belonging to a very serious professor. “This is no fun!” he sighed, his tiny button-voice echoing in the fluffy wool. Barnaby dreamed of adventure. He yearned for a life filled with bright colours…
Barnaby Buttonsworth was a button. Not just any button, mind you, but the wonkiest, wobbliest, most wonderfully ridiculous button you ever did see. He lived on a rather sensible, beige cardigan belonging to a Professor Pruneface, a man who only believed in facts and absolutely NO *fun*. One day, Barnaby had enough. “This cardigan is…
Barnaby Buttons, a boy with a giggle like wind chimes and a nose perpetually smudged with jam, wasn’t just any child. He was, according to himself, a “Professor of Extraordinary Adventures.” Barnaby and his group of local children loved to have fun together. One particularly blustery Tuesday, Barnaby announced a brand-new adventure. “Today,” he declared,…
Barnaby Button, a boy whose shoes were always untied and whose socks never matched, wasn’t known for being serious. He was, however, the undisputed champion of “Fun & Games” at Little Bumbleberry School. Barnaby wasn’t book-smart in the traditional sense. He wasn’t interested in history, unless it involved pirates and talking parrots. But Barnaby possessed…
Barnaby Button was a button. A bright, shiny, cherry-red button, usually sewn onto a very serious, very beige coat. But Barnaby wasn’t your average button. Oh no. Barnaby dreamt of adventure! One Tuesday (a particularly boring beige coat Tuesday), Barnaby wiggled himself loose. “Time for fun!” he declared, tumbling onto the sidewalk. He landed with…
Once upon a time, in a land where clouds tasted like cotton candy and trees grew lollipops, lived a group of *children known as the Giggle Gang. They were always looking for fun and their favourite thing to do was go on an adventure*. Now, this wasn’t just any adventure. It was an ‘Imagination Expedition’…
Barnaby Button, a child who collected belly button lint (don’t ask!), was BORED. Terribly, awfully, broccoli-on-pizza bored. He longed for a *fun and exciting adventure. He needed a jolt of imagination*! One Tuesday, while meticulously sorting his lint collection by color (surprisingly, there were a lot of shades of off-white), he sneezed. A HUGE sneeze….
