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The Creaky Door

Once there was a little boy who loved to visit his grandmother who lived on a farm. Grandma had a ginger cat called Ginger, a red dog called Red, a baby pig called Babe and a woolly sheep called Woolly.

One day the little boy had a wonderful time on Grandma’s farm. He played with Ginger the cat, walked Red the dog, fed Babe the pig and rode on Woolly the sheep. After he had done all these things he had a bath and a big dinner.

“Time for bed,” said Grandma.

They went upstairs to the room with the big bouncy bed. The little boy climbed under the soft warm doona and Grandma sang him a lullaby.

Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, lie
Toora, loora, loora
Hush, now, don’t you cry
Ah, Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, lie
Toora, loora, loora
It’s an Irish lullaby

She kissed him goodnight and waited till he was asleep, then she turned off the light and closed the door. The door went creeeeeeeeek.

The little boy woke up. “Grandma, I’m scared. I don’t want to stay here all by myself. Can Ginger sleep with me?”

“All right,” said Grandma. “Just this once I’ll let you have the cat in the bed with you.”

So she went downstairs, picked up Ginger the cat, and went back upstairs and put the ginger cat in the bed with the little boy. Ginger snuggled up under the doona. The little boy settled back down under the soft warm doona and closed his eyes. Grandma sang the little boy a lullaby.

Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, lie
Toora, loora, loora
Hush, now, don’t you cry
Ah, Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, lie
Toora, loora, loora
It’s an Irish lullaby

She kissed him goodnight and waited till he was asleep, then she turned off the light and closed the door. The door went creeeeeek.

The little boy woke up. “Grandma, I’m scared.”

The cat said, “Meooow!”

The little boy said, “We’re scared, Grandma. Can Red sleep with us?”

“All right,” said Grandma. “Just this once I’ll let you have the dog in the bed with you.”

So she went downstairs and whistled for Red the dog to follow her. Then she went back upstairs and put the red dog in the bed with the little boy and the ginger cat. Red snuggled up to Ginger and Ginger snuggled up to the little boy who settled back down under the soft warm doona and closed his eyes. Grandma sang the little boy a lullaby.

Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, lie
Toora, loora, loora
Hush, now, don’t you cry
Ah, Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, lie
Toora, loora, loora
It’s an Irish lullaby

She kissed him goodnight and waited till he was asleep, then she turned off the light and closed the door. The door went creeeeeek.

The little boy woke up. “Grandma, I’m scared.”

The cat said, “Meooow!”

The dog said, “Woof!”

The little boy said, “We’re scared, Grandma. Can Babe sleep with us?”

“All right,” said Grandma. “Just this once I’ll let you have the pig in the bed with you.”

So she went downstairs to the barn, picked up Babe the pig, went back upstairs and put the baby pig in the bed with the little boy and the ginger cat and the red dog. Babe snuggled up to Red, Red snuggled up to Ginger and Ginger snuggled up to the little boy who settled back down under the soft warm doona and closed his eyes. Grandma sang the little boy a lullaby.

Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, lie
Toora, loora, loora
Hush, now, don’t you cry
Ah, Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, lie
Toora, loora, loora
It’s an Irish lullaby

She kissed him goodnight and waited till he was asleep, then she turned off the light and closed the door. The door went creeeeeek.

The little boy woke up. “Grandma, I’m scared.”

The cat said, “Meooow!”

The dog said, “Woof!”

The pig said, “Oink!”

The little boy said, “We’re scared, Grandma. Can Woolly sleep with us?”

“All right,” said Grandma. “Just this once I’ll let you have the sheep in the bed with you.”

So she went down stairs and out to the barn and led woolly the sheep into the house and upstairs and put it in the bed with the little boy and the ginger cat and the red dog and the baby pig. Woolly snuggled up to Babe, Babe snuggled up to Red, Red snuggled up to Ginger and Ginger snuggled up to the little boy who settled back down under the doona and closed his eyes. Grandma sang the little boy a lullaby.

Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, lie
Toora, loora, loora
Hush, now, don’t you cry
Ah, Toora, loora, loora
Toora, loora, lie
Toora, loora, loora
It’s an Irish lullaby

She kissed him goodnight and waited till he was asleep, then she turned off the light and…just as she was about to close the door, she had an idea. Grandma went downstairs and got her special creaky door oil. She went back upstairs and dripped oil on the hinges of the creaky bedroom door. Then she closed the door…very quietly.

And the little boy and the ginger cat and the red dog and the baby pig and the woolly sheep slept all night long.

 

Song: Toora Loora

 

Rhyme: Little Boy Blue

Little Boy Blue come blow your horn
The sheep’s in the meadow, the cow’s in the corn;
Where is the boy who looks after the sheep?
He’s under the haystack, fast asleep.
Will you wake him? No, not I,
For if I do, he’s sure to cry.


Activity:
Farm Crafts

Posted by JB Rowley: teller of stories, writer of books and teacher of English.

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