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Upon a hill that was very tall, a little boy made a big snowball.

He gave that snowball one hard throw. Off it went and then--oh no!

The snow was falling. The wind was blowing. The snowball flew... And kept on going!

It went past boys and girls on sleds.

It went over everybody's hats.

It stopped the cars.

It stopped the trucks.

It scared the feathers off some ducks.

It chased away a dog and a cat.

It knocked off many people's hats.

But still the snowball did not stop.

It flew into the ice cream shop.

And while Miss. Jones was on the phone, it dropped into an ice cream cone.

And juts then, the boy came in, of course.

He was as hungry as a horse.

He wanted something good to eat... so with a dollar he bought a treat.

That's all.

No more snowball.

George's mother said, "Bark, George."

George went: "Meow."

"No, George," said George's mother.

"Cats go meow. Dogs go arf.

Now, bark, George."

George went: "Quack-quack."

"No, George," said George's mother.

"Ducks go quack-quack. Dogs go arf.

Now, bark, George."

George went: "Oink."

"No, George," said George's mother.

"Pigs go oink. Dogs go arf.

Now, bark, George."

George went: "Moo."

George's mother took George to the vet.

"I'll soon get to the bottom of this," said the vet.

"Please bark, George."

George went: "Meow."

The vet reached deep down inside of George...

And pulled out a cat.

"Bark again, George." George went: "Quack-quack."

The vet reached deep, deep down inside of George...

And pulled out a duck.

"Bark again, George." George went: "Oink."

The vet reached deep, deep, deep down inside of George...

And pulled out a pig.

"Bark again, George." George went: "Moo."

The vet put on his longest latex glove...

Then he reached deep, deep, deep, deep down inside of George...

And pulled out a cow.

"Bark again, George." George went: "Arf."

George's mother was so thrilled that she kissed the vet...

And the cat. And the duck. And the pig. And the cow.

On the way home, she wanted to show George off to everyone on the street. So she said, "Bark, George."

And George went: "Hello."

In the great green room

There was a telephone

And a red balloon

And a picture of --

The cow jumping over the moon

And there were three little bears sitting on chairs

And two little kittens

And a pair of mittens

And a little toyhouse

And a young mouse

And a comb and a brush and a bowl full of mush

And a quiet old lady who was whispering "hush"

Goodnight room

Goodnight moon

Goodnight cow jumping over the moon

Goodnight light

And the red balloon

Goodnight bears

Goodnight chairs

Goodnight kittens

And goodnight mittens

Goodnight clocks

And goodnight socks

Goodnight little house

And goodnight mouse

Goodnight comb

And goodnight brush

Goodnight nobody

Goodnight mush

And goodnight to the old lady whispering "hush"

Goodnight stars

Goodnight air

Goodnight noises everywhere

My skateboard is old. It is broken. I need a new one.

I tell my dad.

Dad says, "You need money. Do yo have any?"

I get my money jar. "How about this?" I ask.

"You need to save more money for a skateboard," Dad says.

I say, "I will do chores and earn lots of money."

I make a list of chores that will make me money.

First, I feed the dog, but the bag is too big.

I empty the dishwasher, but the dishes are too heavy.

I clean my room. Mom pays me some money.

I sell lemonade. I get more money.

I save lots of money in my money jar.

Dad says, "You need a savings account."

Dad takes me to the bank. We see the manager.

Dad writes on some bank papers. I write my name.

They take my money jar. I am upset. Dad says, "Don't worry."

They pour my money into a machine. It counts my money.

I get a book. It tells me how much money I have.

"Hey, Dad," I ask. "Can I get a skateboard yet?"

Dad says, "Not yet. You must save more money."

Every day I do chores to earn more money.

Finally, I have enough money for a new skateboard.

But I don't want that anymore. Now I want a Robot Dinosaur.

I say, "Dad, I am so glad I saved my money!"

Once upon a time there was a boy called Rani.

Every day he looked after the goats for his Mum and Dad.

He had to keep the goats safe from hungry wolves.

One day Rani tricked his Mum and Dad.

He pretended he could see a wolf.

"Help! Help!" said Rani. "I can see a wolf."

"I can't see a wolf!" said Dad.

"I can't see a wolf!" said Mum.

"Ha!Ha!Ha!" said Rani.

"No wolf."

"Help! Help!" said Rani. "I can see a wolf."

"I can't see a wolf!" said Dad.

"I can't see a wolf!" said Mum.

"Ha!Ha!Ha!" said Rani.

"No wolf."

"Help! Help!" said Rani. "I can see a big wolf."

"No, you can't." said Dad.

"No, you can't." said Mum.

"Yes, I can." said Rani. "I can see a big wolf but I can't see the goats."

Once upon a time there was a great big lion and a tiny little mouse.

One day the little mouse was looking for some food when she saw the lion lying under a tree.

The lion opened one eye and saw the little mouse.

He caught the little mouse in his paw.

"Please do not hurt me, Mr. Lion," the little mouse said. "One day, I may be able to help you."

The lion laughed and laughed, but he let the mouse go.

"You are too little," he said. "You cannot help me."

But the little mouse squeaked, "I can help you."

Some time later the lion was caught in a trap.

"Help, help," roared the lion.

A monkey heard the lion roaring.

He saw the lion in the trap and he said, "I can help you."

The monkey tried and tried to help the lion.

He scratched and scratched at the ropes but he could not get the lion out of the trap.

"Help, help," roared the lion.

A snake heard the lion roaring.

She saw the lion in the trap and she hissed, "I can help you."

The snake tried and tried to help the lion.

She tugged and tugged at the ropes but she could not get the lion out of the trap.

"Help, help," roared the lion.

An elephant heard the lion roaring.

He saw the lion in the trap and he trumpeted, "I can help you."

The elephant tried and tried to help the lion.

He pulled and pulled at the ropes but he could not get the lion out of the trap.

"Help, help," roared the lion.

The little mouse heard the lion roaring.

She saw the lion and she squeaked, "I can help you."

The little mouse gnawed and gnawed at the ropes.

Her sharp teeth cut through the rope and at last the lion was free.

"Thank you," said the lion. "You may be little but you can help."

And the little mouse squeaked and said, "Yes, I can."

One day seven blind mice were surprised to find a strange Something by their pond.

"What is it?" they cried, and they all ran home.

On Monday, Red Mouse went first to find out.

"It's a pillar," he said. No one believed him.

On Tuesday, Green Mouse set out.

He was the second to go.

"It's a snake," he said.

"No," said Yellow Mouse on Wednesday.

"It's a spear." He was the third in turn.

The fourth was Purple Mouse.

He went on Thursday.

"It's great cliff," he said.

Orange Mouse went on Friday, the fifth to go.

"It's a fan!" he cried. "I felt it move."

The sixth to go was Blue Mouse.

He went on Saturday and said, "It's nothing but a rope."

But the others didn't agree.

They began to argue.

"A snake!" "A rope!" "A fan!" "A cliff!"

Until on Sunday, White Mouse, the seventh mouse, went to the pond.

When she came upon the Something, she ran up one side, and she ran down the other.

She ran across the top and from end to end.

"Ah," said White Mouse. "Now, I see. The Something is as sturdy as a pillar, supple as a snake,

wide as a cliff, sharp as a spear, breezy as a fan, stringy as a rope,

but altogether the Something is... an elephant!"

And when the other mice ran up one side and down the other,

across the Something from end to end, they agreed.

Now they saw, too.

The Mouse Moral:

Knowing in part may make a fine tale,

but wisdom comes from seeing the whole.

Once upon a time, there was a Little Red Hen.

She lived on a farm with a cat and a rat and a goat.

One day the Little Red Hen found some grains of wheat.

She went to ask the other animals on the farm to help her.

"Will you help me to plant the grains of wheat?" she said.

But the cat and the rat and the goat said, "Not me."

So the Little Red Hen planted the grains of wheat all by herself.

She watched the wheat grow taller and taller.

Soon the wheat was ready to be cut.

The Little Red Hen went to ask the other animals to help her.

"Will you help me to cut the wheat?" she said.

But the cat and the rat and the goat said, "Not me."

So the Little Red Hen cut the wheat all by herself.

Then the wheat was ready to be taken to the mill to be made into flour.

The Little Red Hen went to ask the other animals to help her.

"Will you help me to take the wheat to the mill?"she said.

But the cat and the rat and the goat said, "Not me."

So the Little Red Hen took the wheat to the mill all by herself.

At the mill the miller ground the wheat into flour.

Now the flour was ready to be made into bread.

The Little Red Hen went to ask the other animals to help her.

"Will you help me to make the bread?" she said.

But the cat and the rat and the goat said, "Not me."

So the Little Red Hen made the bread all by herself.

Soon the bread was ready to eat.

The Little Red Hen said to the cat and the rat and the goat,

"Who will help me to eat the bread?"

And the cat and the rat and the goat said, "I will."

But the Little Red Hen said, "No. no. no.

You did not help me to plant the grains of wheat.

You did not help me to take the wheat to the mill.

You did not help me to make the bread. So I shall eat it all by myself."

"Mmmmmm."

Mr. Big was a giant. He was a very, very big giant.

He lived in a big house with big windows and a big door.

One day Mr. Big went to the park.

At the park Mr. Big saw a red swing.

"I like swings," he said.

"Can I go on that swing?"

The children looked at Mr. Big.

He was very, very, very big.

So they said, "You are too big."

Next, Mr. Big saw a slide.

"I like slides," he said.

"Can I go on that slide?"

The children looked at Mr. Big.

He was very, very, very big.

So they said, "You are too big."

Next, Mr. Big saw a roundabout.

"I like roundabouts," he said.

"Can I go on that roundabout?"

The children looked at Mr. Big.

He was very, very, very big.

So they said, "You are too big."

Mr. Big was sad.

"What can I go on?" he said.

The children looked at Mr. Big.

Then they looked at the bouncy castle.

It was very, very big.

"You can go on the bouncy castle," they said.

And Mr. Big said, "Yippee!"

It was Kitten's first full moon.

When she saw it, she thought,

There's a little bowl of milk in the sky.

And she wanted it.

So she closed her eyes and stretched her neck and opened her mouth and licked.

But Kitten only ended up with a bug on her tongue.

Poor Kitten!

Still, there was the little bowl of milk, just waiting.

So she pulled herself together and wiggled her bottom and sprang from the top step of the porch.

But Kitten only tumbled--bumping her nose and banging her ear and pinching her tail.

Still, there was the little bowl of milk, just waiting.

So she chased it--down the sidewalk, through the garden, past the field, and by the pond.

But Kitten never seemed to get closer.

Poor Kitten!

Still, there was the little bowl of milk, just waiting.

So she ran to the tallest tree she could find, and she climbed and climbed and climbed to the very top.

But Kitten still couldn't reach the bowl of milk, and now she was scared.

Poor Kitten!

What could she do!

The, in the pond, Kitten saw another bowl of milk.

And it was bigger.

What a night!

So she raced down the tree and raced through the grass and raced to the edge of the pond.

She leaped with all her might--

Poor Kitten!

She was wet and sad and tired and hungry.

So she went back home--and there was a great bowl of milk on the porch, just waiting for her.

Lucky Kitten!

What a night!