The Elephant Who Lost Her Trunk

A Magical Jungle Adventure for Early Readers

When Annie the elephant wakes to find her magical trunk missing, her world is turned upside down. Determined to find it, she sets off on a brave journey through the enchanted jungle—meeting strange, helpful, and sometimes scary animals along the way.

The Elephant Who Lost Her Trunk by Julia Sutton is a gentle and engaging tale that introduces young readers to the power of friendship, courage, and kindness. With a touch of jungle magic and a heartfelt mystery at its core, this story is perfect for early readers ready for a little adventure.

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Excerpt from the book

Far away, across the oceans, and over the scorching hot deserts, was an enchanted jungle, where no adults or children had ever set foot. In amongst the emerald-green trees, and along the sweeping dusty plains, lived a herd of grey elephants. They were as tall as houses, as wide as cars, and had ears that hung down to the ground. They had strong, curly trunks, big fat feet, and long, hairy toes that wriggled when they walked round and round.

All day long, they stomped through the jungle, blowing their trunks and scaring the sleepy birds out of the trees. Seven-year-old Annie Elephant was the loudest of them all. She loved to blow funny noises through her enormous trunk and did it so often that all the other jungle animals were very fed up of her. The only time Annie was quiet was when the moon popped up and she fell to sleep.

One morning, Annie was making all sorts of strange loud noises. Her mommy told her that sometimes it would be nice to have quiet time. She warned Annie that she would hurt her trunk if she kept on blowing it so hard, but Annie would not listen to good advice. She blew and blew her trunk so much that it fell off her face!

Grandma Elephant said, ‘I told you so.’

Mommy elephant let out a big sigh then stuck Annie’s trunk back on with a bandage and some sticky tape. ‘Be careful Annie,’ she said in her stern, no nonsense voice, ‘stop trumpeting and look after your trunk.’

But mischievous Annie pretended not to hear, stuck her bottom in the air, swished her tail, and ran away.

Now, one afternoon, when the sun was shining and the jungle was baking hot, Annie was worn out. She had wandered away from her herd and was strolling alone when she came to a beautiful, shimmering, green and blue pond. It looked so peaceful and inviting that Annie decided to lie in the cool refreshing water and have a lovely nap. She tiptoed into the pond, relaxed back, and let out a loud trumpet – boing, her trunk flew off and bounced into a bush.

‘Oh well,’ said a sleepy Annie, ‘I’ll stick it back on after my sleep.’

Soon, she was fast asleep and dreaming of chasing her friends, and all was peaceful in the enchanted jungle.