Tarrytown Airport was once more in kick start motion after the statue party held at Skylandia.
It was nearing the time for the Tarrytown Spring Festival and everyone was excited- except there was one teensy weensy little problem going on in the workshops.
Snuffy was sick. He had been feeling out of sorts all night last night and this morning too. Brenda Blue had already looked him over, but it was unpromising for the young skywriter.
"Well looks like you'll be here resting Snuffy." She told him in the workshop.
"Oh, but Brenda- I wanted to have fun with my friends!" He whined.
"I know, but you do need to rest. Cheer up Snuffy- if you rest and have a little patience and faith you might be able to attend the festival." She told him.
"Yeah!" Added Big Jake, who was getting a faulty jet fixed. "I had a similar situation to yours when I was a lot younger. I was given the same advice and I felt a lot better after a while."
Snuffy thought about this.
"So if I rested really well, then I can be in the festival?" He asked.
"Of course," Replied Brenda "But have patience first Snuffy."
"I will." replied Snuffy.