iló Mechanical Wooden Automata Angel Meadow

Fun for the whole family. It’s a model kit that moves!
Self-supported moving models made of recycled material
No tools, no glue, based on mechanical principles and fun to put together

Automata

Size: L 26.1cm x W 25.1cm x H 42.4cm Part quantity: 103 pcs Hand crank/motor drive Build time: about 30 min.
	Size: L 26.1cm x W 25.1cm x H 42.4cm Part quantity: 103 pcs Hand crank/motor drive Build time: about 30 min.
Size: L 26.1cm x W 25.1cm x H 42.4cm Part quantity: 103 pcs Hand crank/motor drive Build time: about 30 min.
	Size: L 26.1cm x W 25.1cm x H 42.4cm Part quantity: 103 pcs Hand crank/motor drive Build time: about 30 min.
Size: L 26.1cm x W 25.1cm x H 42.4cm Part quantity: 103 pcs Hand crank/motor drive Build time: about 30 min.

Meadow and Minnie were the best of friends. They did everything together and had many great adventures. Meadow was quite a good dancer and spent most of her free time out in the woods dancing to the tune of birdsong. Minnie was content to sit on a log and watch. Once, while Meadow was dancing, a big black and white magpie with beady eyes swooped down on Minnie, and tried to carry her away, but was foiled when Meadow chased the bird away with her huge angel wings flapping!

The fact that Minnie was eleven inches tall, was filled with straw and had two brown buttons for eyes didn’t make her any less real to Meadow than any of her other friends. In some ways Minnie was superior to her “real” friends—she didn’t argue like know-it-all Jose, she didn’t spend hours combing her hair like oh-so-vain Isobel, and was always ready for a pillow fight, unlike prim and proper Shirley. But Minnie’s best quality of all? She was a really good listener.

Being her smallest friend was a bonus too. Minnie fit easily into the basket on Meadow’s bike, and didn’t take up much room in her backpack. On one occasion Meadow managed to fit her friend into her lunchbox, but her sandwich got squished and the banana was unrecognizable. More than once, if Meadow lost something under her bed (and was afraid to look), Minnie would grab a flashlight and have a look.

But eventually all good friends must part, and for Meadow that day was her sixteenth birthday. As everyone knows, this is the day all good young angels fly off to Angel Academy. Meadow was both excited and terrified by the prospect. Terrified as the school had a reputation for being strict, and excited because the Academy had the best dance curriculum to be found. She could finally pursue her dream of becoming a real dancer!

The thought of leaving home was not something Meadow wanted to entertain just yet. She had only been away from home a few times for one or two nights, and these were sleep-overs with her girl friends. How would she cope with not seeing her family for three months? Even more worrying, what about Minnie? Would mom throw her in the trash with the rest of her stuff now that she was an “Adult?”

Early the next morning Meadow packed her old blue hand-me-down suitcase, gave Minnie a squeeze and quietly slipped out the door trembling. As she lifted off from the porch, she didn’t notice the small triangle of Minnie’s skirt peeking out of the suitcase.