Once there was a boy named Alex. One day he went for a walk and then he was transported somewhere. He was transported to a Pooey Street. Alex saw an elf looking boy. The boy asked “How can I help you?” Alex said ”What year is this?” The boy said. “ What year is this? You must be joking! It’s 1215.” Alex whispered under his breath. “The Tudor era. Hold on, I’ve got a wire in my pocket. Have you got a car, I mean a carriage?” The boy cried, “of course, get my dads.” “I’m back to the 21st century. I’m home.” Alex said, smiling cheerfully.