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Fable 2: The Talkative Turtle

Story: The Talkative Turtle

Turtle could not stop talking. Early in the morning he slid his long neck out from under his shell and started talking. He sat on the river bank and talked and talked and talked. In the evening the other animals wanted to watch the sun set in peace and quiet, but Turtle talked and talked.

What Turtle talked about most of all was flying! He wanted to fly. He was jealous of the birds that flew through the sky way up high. Turtle wanted to fly just like them.

“Turtles can’t fly,” said Frog. “Please be quiet.”

But Turtle talked and talked.

“Turtles can’t fly,” said Lizard. “Please be quiet.”

But Turtle talked and talked.

“Turtles can’t fly,” said the black swans. “Please be quiet.”

“It’s not fair,” Turtle said to the swans. “You can fly, so why can’t I?”

The swans tried to explain to Turtle that they had wings to help them fly but creatures without wings could not fly. Still Turtle wanted to fly. He talked about it all day long. He talked and talked and talked.

Finally, the swans said they would help him to fly, on one condition.

“Anything,” said Turtle.

The swans said if he promised to stop talking all day long they would help him fly.

Turtle promised.

The two swans took hold of a long stick with their beaks, one at each end and told turtle to grab the middle of the stick with his mouth.

Before he knew it Turtle was in the air. The swans flapped their wings and flew toward the clouds. Turtle was so happy. At last he was flying. Down on the riverbank he saw Frog and Lizard.

He called out to them, “Hey, look at me. I’m flying.”

But when he opened his mouth, he lost his hold on the stick. Turtle fell down, down, down to the ground.

And that was the end of Turtle.

That evening his friends sat on the riverbank and watched the sun set in peace and quiet.

“Poor Turtle,” they said. “He never learned when to keep his mouth shut.”

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A retelling of the Aesop’s fable The Turtle and the Ducks by JB Rowley. Free for others to use except for commercial publication.

Song, rhyme and craft activity here:

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Little Lost Turtle

One day Mummy Turtle came out of the ocean and onto the beach. She dug a big hole in the sand and laid her eggs in it. She covered the hole with sand so that no other animals could find her nest. Then she went back into the ocean.

After many days the eggs began to hatch. Lots of little baby turtles crawled out of the sand and went to the ocean. But one little turtle got lost. Instead of going into the sea, he went into the bush. He was scared. He couldn’t find his mummy.

He called, “Mummy! Mummy!”

But his mummy was in the ocean and couldn’t hear him. All around him were big tall trees and he heard strange noises. Poor Little Baby Turtle; he was so frightened. He kept walking through the bush and looking for his mummy. He met a furry animal with short legs.

Little baby turtle cried, “Are you my mummy?”

But the furry animal with short legs shook her head. “I’m not a turtle. I’m a wombat,” she said.

Little Baby Turtle cried and cried. “I want my mummy!”

He kept walking through the bush. Soon he saw an animal with a black nose and round ears. It was half asleep in a tree.

“Are you my mummy?” called Little Baby Turtle.

The animal with the black nose and round ears shook her head. “I’m not a turtle. I’m a koala,” she said.

Little Baby Turtle cried and cried. “I want my mummy!”

He kept walking and on a riverbank he saw an animal with a beak like a duck and a tail like a paddle.

“Are you my mummy?” called Little Baby Turtle.

The animal with a beak like a duck and a tail like a paddle shook her head. “I’m not a turtle. I’m a platypus,” she said.

Little Baby Turtle cried and cried. “I want my mummy!”

He kept on walking but he was soon too tired to walk any further so he curled up under a rock and went to sleep.

Meanwhile out in the ocean, Mummy Turtle was counting the baby turtles to make sure they had all arrived. That’s when she realised one of her little babies was missing. She swam out of the ocean and walked up along the sand to the place where she had buried her eggs. She saw lots of tiny turtle footprints in the sand, all going into the ocean. But she saw one set of tiny turtle footprints going into the bush so she followed those footprints. When she got into the bush she could not see the turtle footprints any more but she saw Wombat.

“Which way did my baby go?” said Mummy Turtle.

Wombat grunted and pointed one short leg in the direction Little Baby Turtle had gone.

“Thank you,” said Mummy Turtle and hurried off.

Soon she saw Koala sleeping in the tree and called to her. “Which way did my baby go?”

Koala opened her sleepy eyes and jerked her head in the direction that Little Baby Turtle had gone.

“Thank you,” said Mummy Turtle and hurried off.

Soon she saw Platypus swimming in the river and called out to her. “Which way did my baby go?”

Platypus turned around and flipped her tail in the direction Little Baby Turtle had gone.

“Thank you,” said Mummy Turtle and hurried off.

By this time Little Baby Turtle had woken up and was walking back through the bush tired and sad. Then he saw a strange animal with a shell on its back coming towards him.

Little Baby Turtle ran to the animal and cried, “Are you my mummy?”

“Yes,” cried his mother. “I’m Mummy Turtle.”

And Mummy Turtle and Little Baby Turtle hugged each other for a long time.

An original story by JB Rowley inspired by Are You My Mother?  Free for others to use except for commercial publication.

 

Song: I Had a Little Turtle

Rhyme:

There was a little turtle   (Make fist like turtle)
That lived in the sea  (Draw waves in the air)
He swam through the waves  (Pretend to swim)
And climbed on the rocks   (Walk fingers across child’s hair)

He snapped at a jelly fish   (Make snapping motion at child’s hand)
And he snapped at the sea   (Make snapping motion at child’s tummy)
He snapped at a crayfish   (Make snapping motion at child’s foot)
And he snapped at me   (Snap at yourself)

He caught the little jelly fish   (Tickle child’s hand)
And he caught the angry sea   (Tickle child’s tummy)
He caught the crayfish   (Tickle child’s foot)
But he didn’t catch me !!!!

 

Activity: Colour in a Sea Turtle

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