Clumsy and Gracie. Наталья Александровна Поддубная

are a good bear, so I can give you some hot tea with raspberry jam for lunch,” says the happy owl when her house is clean.

      “And can you tell me a spooky story? I want to listen to a story about a black city.”

      “Well…” and she begins her story.

      “…In the black, black city there is a black street. In the black, black street there is a black, black house. This is a haunted house.

      A little girl lives in the black city. She doesn’t like to listen to her parents. Her parents say “Little girl, little girl, don’t go out into the black street, don’t go into the black house.” But she is a naughty girl. One night she goes to the black, black street. She goes into the black, black house. She goes upstairs and sees a black, black room. In the black, black room there is a black table. On the black table there is a black box. The girl comes up to the table and looks into the black box… In the black, black box there is…

      a white mouse! “A-a-a-h” cries the girl. She is afraid of mice. So she runs away.

      Now the girl always listens to her parents and never goes out into the black street.”

      “Do you like the story? Are you afraid of the black city?” asks the owl, but she can’t see Clumsy.

      Where is the bear? Let’s look around. Is he in the cupboard? No, he isn’t. Is he in the wardrobe? No, he isn’t. Is he under the bed? Yes, he is. He is coward and he’s hiding under the bed.

      My friend! Let’s help Clumsy get out. Draw a jar of honey, some raspberry jam, some tea and a funny animal in the black box that was in the story.

      Squirrels

      Making faces at the mirrors

      Of the puddles on the road.

      Very funny fluffy squirrels,

      We like playing you should note!

      Clumsy-Bumsy come and play!

      Come and play with us we say!

      Clumsy-Bumsy come and play!

      Come and play with us we say!

      Picking mushrooms is so boring,

      Makes you sleepy. What a waste

      Of the time, if you’re just snoring.

      Let’s forget the mushrooms’ taste.

      Clumsy-Trumsy let’s have fun.

      We will jump and you will run.

      Clumsy-Trumsy let’s have fun.

      We will jump and you will run.

      Squirrels and pine cones

      Now, the bear is not hungry. He likes spooky stories and raspberry jam. Listen! Someone is knocking at the door!

      “Who is it?” asks the owl.

      But nobody answers.

      “I know who it is. It’s the five naughty squirrels! They want to play with me, but I can’t. I usually write my stories in the book in the afternoon. Can you play with the squirrels?”

      Yes! Bears like playing at any time of the day. But when he goes out, a small pine cone hits him on the head and all the squirrels laugh at him.

      “We are jumping up and down teasing the silly bear. Ha, ha! What’s your name?”

      “My name is Clumsy! I like playing, but I don’t like it when you throw pine cones at me.”

      “His name is Bumsy-Pumsy-Jumsy-Trumsy! Hooray!” And the naughty squirrels begin jumping around the bear.

      Clumsy is angry. He doesn’t like this game at all.

      “Let’s play another game! I can throw pine cones far-far away. Can you throw with me?”

      “If you win, we will give you some mushrooms and go away.”

      And they start their game. Clumsy is a little bear, but he is strong. So he wins and he is happy. The squirrels are sad. They want to play all day long with the bear.

      My friend! Do you know what squirrels like eating? Draw their favourite food. Don’t forget some mushrooms for our bear.

      Worm’s song

      We are eating all day long,

      All day long.

      We are singing silly songs,

      Silly songs.

      We are eating all day long,

      All day long.

      We are singing silly songs,

      Silly songs.

      We are eating all day long,

      All day long.

      We are singing silly songs,

      Silly songs.

      Hands off our food,

      Our food.

      Or you’ll spoil our mood,

      Our mood.

      Hands off our food,

      Our food.

      Or you’ll spoil our mood,

      Our mood.

      Mushrooms and worms

      Now the squirrels are happy. Now they have all they like to eat. But they want to play with the bear all day long.

      “Take your basket of mushrooms and go away.”

      “Thank you very much! I like mushrooms.” He looks in the basket and sees three red, four white and two brown mushrooms.

      “What do you want to do with our houses?”

      Clumsy can hear but he can’t see who is speaking.

      “Who are you and where are your houses?”

      “We are worms and we wiggle and live in the mushrooms. We eat and sleep in the mushrooms. And we like singing very much.

      What can Clumsy do? He knows what other food worms like.

      “Do you like apples? There are a lot of sweet apples in the garden. Do you want some? I can bring them for you,” Clumsy says.

      “Apples? We don’t know. We live only in mushrooms.” Silly worms wiggle and wiggle.

      So the bear goes into the garden. There are beautiful fruit trees in the garden. And he wants to bring some apples for the worms. This way the worms will give him the mushrooms.

      My friend! Can you draw two worms on the red mushrooms, three worms behind the white mushrooms and four worms in the brown mushrooms? Don’t forget to draw the basket.