ellie had a little plain.

one day, her and her friends were going to have a race

it was her plain, her friend johny in a sea plane, and her friend sophie in a jet.

" you're little plain will never win the race" said johny. " their is no chance."

ellie smiled, because she knew her little plain could do anything.

"3, 2, 1!" sophie exclaimed, and then all the plains set off.

the jet was in the lead, closely followed by the sea plain, with ellie's little plain in the last place

" stop!" cried ellie, as she realised that the jet was going the wrong way

but it was too loud, and sophie couldn't hear her and soon the jet flew out of site

" just us now," said johny as he sped his plain upp to maximum speed.

soon though they came to some water, and johny couldn't resist practicing a water landing

" looks like I win," ellie shouted in victory, as her and her little plain crossed the finish line. "I knew you were a special plain," she said. " we can do anything really. anything at all."