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Autumn

Storytelling program for young children. Seasons-autumn
1:Story  2: Song 3: Rhyme 4: Activity

Story: The Three Little Pigs

Long, long ago in a land where animals could talk, there lived three little pigs. One autumn morning, when the leaves in the trees were turning yellow, they left the farm where they had been born because it was time for them to go out into the world. They said goodbye to each other and went down three different roads.

The first little pig met a man carrying straw. He asked the man for some straw to build a house. The man gave the first little pig a big bundle of straw, and the little pig quickly built himself a house of golden straw.

Then along came a big bad wolf. “Little pig, little pig, let me come in,” he called.

“No, no, by the hair of my chinny, chin chin, I’ll not let you in!”

“Ha!” said the big bad wolf, “then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in!”

And he huffed and he puffed until the house of straw fell in. The wolf ate the first little pig.

The second little pig was walking along the road when he met a man with a load of sticks. “Please Sir,” he said, “can you let me have some sticks so that I can build a house?”

And the man gave the second little pig a big pile of sticks. The little pig built himself a house of sticks.

Then along came the big bad wolf: “Little pig, little pig, let me come in.”

“No, no, by the hair of my chinny, chin chin, I’ll not let you in!”

“Ha!” said the big bad wolf, “then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in!”

He huffed and he puffed, and he huffed and he puffed until the house of straw fell in. The wolf ate the second little pig.

The third little pig met a man with a cartload of bricks. “Please sir, can I have some bricks to build myself a house?”

The man gave him some bricks. The third little pig took a long time to build his house because he wanted to make sure it was safe and strong. Not long after he had finished his house, along came the big bad wolf.

“Little pig, little pig, let me come in,” he called.

“No, no, by the hair of my chinny chin chin, I’ll not let you in!”

“Ha!” said the big bad wolf, “then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in!”

And he huffed and he puffed, and he huffed and he puffed but the house was strong and did not fall in. So the big bad wolf huffed some more. He huffed and he puffed, and he huffed and he puffed but no matter how much he huffed the house did not fall in. The big bad wolf was angry and he decided he would try to trick the little pig into coming out of his strong brick house.

“Little pig, you are very clever like me. I’d like us to be friends. I tell you what; I know where there are some yummy turnips. I’ll call by tomorrow morning at six o’clock and take you to show you where they are.”

“Thank you, Mr Wolf. Six o’clock will be fine. Do we have to go far?”

The big bad wolf grinned and licked his lips.

“No, my friend, we are only going to the farm by the river. See you at six o’clock.”

But the little pig knew the big bad wolf was not really his friend. The next morning he did not wait until six o’clock. He went to the farm by the river at five o’clock and collected lots of turnips and took them back to his home. The big bad wolf arrived at six o’clock.

“I’ve already been to collect the turnips,” called the little pig.

The wolf was very angry but he pretended not to be. “I am glad, little pig. I hope you enjoy the turnips. I would like to help you even more. I know where there are some delicious red apples just ready to be picked from the tree. I’ll call by tomorrow morning at six o’clock and take you there.”

“Thank you, Mr Wolf. Six o’clock will be fine. Do we have to go far?”

“No, my friend, we are only going to an orchard on top of the hill near the turnip farm. See you at six o’clock.”

Once again the little pig did not wait until six o’clock. The next morning he went to the orchard on top of the hill earlier than six o’clock and even earlier than five o’clock. He went at half past four.

But this time the big bad wolf also went early. He went straight to the orchard at five o’clock. The little pig was still there. He was up in an apple tree. When he saw the wolf he pretended to be pleased to see him.

“I came early to pick some apples for you,” he called. He threw a big juicy apple to the wolf. It landed near the wolf who bent over to pick it up. The little pig quickly jumped into an apple barrel that was under the tree and rolled down the hill in the barrel and along the road to his house of bricks. He rushed inside and bolted the door.

That big bad wolf was so angry he marched down the hill and right up to the little pig’s house of bricks. He climbed up onto the roof and into the chimney.

But the little pig was ready. He had a great big pot of water on the fire. When the wolf dropped down the chimney, he fell into that pot of boiling water.

That big bad wolf was never seen again. The little pig lived in his house happily for many years and often went to get turnips from the turnip farm and apples from the orchard on the hill.

Song: Autumn leaves are falling down

Rhyme: Autumn Song by Katherine Mansfield

Now’s the time when children’s noses
All become as red as roses
And the colour of their faces
Makes me think of orchard places
Where the juicy apples grow,
And tomatoes in a row.

Activity: Make an autumn leaf

The body

Pre-school Storytelling Program : The body

1: Story 2: Song 3: Rhyme 4: Activity

Story: Little Red Riding Hood

Once upon a time, there was a little girl called Little Red Riding Hood. She always wore a red cloak with a hood. That is why she was called Little Red Riding Hood.

One day, Little Red Riding Hood decided to visit her grandmother. She loved to visit Grandma because Grandma told her lots of stories. Grandma lived just across the park from Little Red Riding Hood’s house. Her mother let her go on her own because it was only a short walk.

Her mother said, “Go straight to Grandma’s house.”

“I will, Mother.”

“Do not talk to strangers on the way,” said her mother.

“I won’t, Mother. I promise.”

Little Red Riding Hood skipped along the path. Some of her neighbours were picnicking in the park. Little Red Riding Hood waved to them as she went past. Then she met a wolf. The wolf pretended to be nice.

“Where are you going, pretty little girl?” he said.

“I’m on my way to see Grandma who lives on the other side of the park.”

The wolf smiled and licked his lips. Little Red Riding Hood continued on her way but she did not know what the wolf was planning. He took a shortcut across the park and got to Grandma’s house before Little Red Riding Hood.

Grandma had left the door unlocked for Grandpa who had gone for a walk.  The wolf walked right into Grandma’s house. When Grandma saw the wolf, she screamed and fainted. The wolf dragged her into the bathroom and locked the door. Poor Grandma.

Then the wolf put on one of Grandma’s nighties, pulled one of her frilly night caps over his head and climbed into Grandma’s bed.

A few minutes later, Little Red Riding Hood knocked on the door.

“Who is it?” called the wolf, trying to sound like Grandma.

“It’s me, Little Red Riding Hood.”

“Let yourself in dear,” croaked the wolf. “I’m in bed sick today.”

When Little Red Riding Hood went inside, she knew her grandma must be very sick because she looked so different.

“Grandma, you must be very sick.”

“I am, dear.”

“Grandma!  What a strange voice you have.”

“Oh, I have a sore throat,” said the wolf, adding a cough at the end.

“Grandma!  What big ears you have,” said Little Red Riding Hood, going closer to the bed.

“All the better to hear you with, my dear,” said the wolf.

“And Grandma!  What big eyes you have.”

“All the better to see you with, my dear.”

“And Grandma!  What big teeth you have.”

“All the better to eat you with,” roared the wolf. Then he jumped out of the bed and chased Little Red Riding Hood.

Little Red Riding Hood ran as fast as her little legs could carry her. She ran out the door and shouted.

“Help!  Wolf!”

Just at that moment, Grandpa came back from his walk. He picked up a big stick and chased that hungry wolf away.

Little Red Riding Hood and Grandpa found Grandma in the bathroom. Grandpa waved some smelling salts under her nose to wake her up.

“Oh Grandma, are you all right,” said Little Red Riding Hood, putting her arms around her grandmother.

“I’m fine now, dear,” said Grandma.

“I’m sorry, Grandma,” said Little Red Riding Hood. “I met the wolf in the park but I should not have spoken to him.”

“No, my dear child, you should not speak to strangers in the park,” said Grandma.

They sat at the kitchen table and Grandpa made them all a nice cup of tea.

Now,” said Grandma to Little Red Riding Hood, giving her a kiss on the cheek.  “I have a new story to tell you.” Grandma took a sip of her tea and began the story.

“Once upon a time there was a big bad wolf who met a little girl in the park called Little Red Riding Hood.”

And that is how the story of Little Red Riding Hood began long, long ago.

This ‘gentle’ version of the well known story is a retelling by JB Rowley – free for use by others in any way other than commercial publication.

Song: Head and shoulders, knees and toes  (cute youtube video) and at KIDiddles


Rhyme:

Ten little fingers, ten little toes,
Two little ears and one little nose
Two little eyes that shine so bright
And one little mouth to kiss me goodnight.


Activity:

Several activities to choose from here:

Wriggly Things

Pre-school Storytelling Program: Wriggly Things

1: Story 2: Song 3: Rhyme 4: Activity

Story: The Very Hungry Spider

One day when I was  little,  I sat under a gum tree in the garden. A ladybird came to play with me. We played for a little while and then along came another garden creature. A caterpillar came to play with me and the ladybird.

We played for a little while and then along came another garden creature. A butterfly came to play with me and the ladybird and the caterpillar.

We played for a little while and then along came another garden creature. A snail came to play with me and the ladybird and the caterpillar and the butterfly.

We played for a little while and then along came another garden creature. A dragonfly came to play with me and the ladybird, the caterpillar, the butterfly and the snail.

We played for a little while and then along came another garden creature. It was a big black hungry spider!

The spider went very close to the dragonfly. The dragonfly was frightened and flew away.

The spider was still hungry and went very close to the snail. The snail was frightened and crawled away as fast as it could.

The spider was still hungry and went very close to the butterfly. The butterfly was frightened and flew away.

The spider was still hungry and went very close to the caterpillar. The caterpillar was frightened and crawled away as fast as it could.

The spider was still hungry and went very close to the ladybird. The ladybird flew away home.

The spider was still hungry so it made a web between the two branches in the gum tree. The spider waited for a fly to get caught in its web but I went inside to tell my mummy about all the wriggly creatures I had seen in the garden.

This is an original story by JB Rowley free for use by others in any way other than commercial publication. I tell the story as an ‘apron story’ using cardboard cutouts of the various creatures which I attach to the apron with velcro as I tell the story.


Song: Buzzy Bee


Rhyme: Little Miss Muffet

Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet
Eating her curds and whey,
Along came a spider,
Who sat down beside her
And frightened Miss Muffet away

Activity: Colour in a snail.

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