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This story is called Winnie and the Pooh and the Flood, written by A.A. Milne and narrated by Madeline Walton-Hadlock. This is a LibraryCall adaptation and recording. It rained and it rained and it rained for days and days and days. Piglet sat looking out of his window, which was about half way up a medium sized tree. He thought to himself, “never in all my life have I seen so much rain!

This story is called the Other Little Red Hen, adapted from the fable the Little Red Hen and read by Ryan Aoto. This is a LibraryCall recording. Have you heard the story of the little red hen? It is a wonderful story about a chicken who teaches others about the importance of hard work. Well, this is a story of another little red hen. Her story is similar in some ways, and different in others. Let us check it out. One morning the little red hen woke up with a smile. It was harvest time. The wheat she had planted last winter would be ready now.

This story is called Only an Oni, written and read by Ryan Aoto. This is a LibraryCall recording. The clothes dryer exploded. That was a problem. There was a pair of underwear stuck to the ceiling. That was funny, but also a problem. There was a pair of underwear on fire, in the middle of the room. That was funny, and a problem, and also extremely dangerous. Why had the dryer exploded? There had been a demon in it. Why was there a demon in the dryer? A boy named Haruo had put it there. Why had Haruo put a demon in a dryer?

Este cuento se llama “Caleb se acuesta tarde,” escrito por Lauren Kratz-Prushko y leído por Daniel Fernando. Esta es una traducción y grabación de LibraryCall. El pequeño Caleb tenía sueño, pero escondió sus bostezos detrás de su mano. Cuando su abuelo volteó a verlo con las cejas levantadas, el niño escondió otro bostezo detrás de su camión de juguete. “Caleb, creo que ya es hora de acostarte”. “Pero mi mamá no llega hasta tarde hoy, abuelito.

“ALIEN ALERT! ALIEN ALERT!” The alarms blared throughout the space station. Captain D. Emerald shot out of bed like a bolt of plasma from her ship’s blasters. She changed out of her green pajamas and into her green uniform and ran down the hallway to the control room, her green hair flowing behind her. “Good morning, Assistant W. Ruby,” Captain D. Emerald said. “Report.” Her little sister stood in front of a large computer screen. For years, Captain D. Emerald, and her sister Assistant W. Ruby had been helping to defend Earth from any threats from the comfort of their own homes.

This story is called, “Millions of Cats” written by Wanda Gag, and read by Gregory Burton. This is a LibraryCall adaptation and recording. Once upon a time there was a very old man and a very old woman. They lived in a nice clean house which had flowers all around it, except where the door was.

Este cuento se llama Bessie Stringfield: ¡Reina de las motocicletas!, escrito por Lauren Kratz-Prushko, y traducido y leído por en Español Lorena Romero. Esta es una grabación de LibraryCall. ¡No había nada más en el mundo que Bessie Stringfield amaba más que un camino abierto y su motocicleta Harley-Davidson! Bessie Stringfield fue la primera mujer afroamericana que condujo su moto sola por los Estados Unidos en la década de 1930. Bessie visitó 48 estados durante ocho viajes a través del país. Bessie eligió un camino diferente al de otras mujeres durante ese tiempo.

Este cuento se llama La ultima noche de verano, escrito por Ryan Aoto y leído por Daniel Fernando. Esta es una grabación de LibraryCall. En la última noche de verano, Jaiden se sentó en la mesa para cenar con su mamá. Normalmente, él platicaba mucho. Cenar con su mamá no era común, ya que ella trabajaba todo el tiempo. Pero esa noche, él se sentó calladito, picoteando su cena con el tenedor. “¿Qué pasa, mi amor?”, le preguntó su mamá. Jaiden encogió sus hombros. “¿Estás triste por qué ya casi se termina el verano?”.

Caleb was starting to feel sleepy, but he hid his yawns behind his hand. When his grandpa looked over at him with his eyebrows raised, Caleb hid another yawn behind his toy truck. “Caleb, I think it’s time to start getting ready for bed.” “But Grandpa Ray, Mommy’s not getting home until late.