On Ollie’s sixth birthday, his father gave him his first pair of real skis. Of course, it wasn’t quite winter yet, so Ollie had to wait – and wait. But then, finally, the snow started falling and one morning it lay thick upon the ground. Ollie strapped on his new skis and set off all by himself. Who should he meet but King Winter himself who takes him to his palace. This is an adventure Ollie is not likely to forget soon – neither are you! Read aloud from age 4 and up; read to myself from age 8-9.