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Este es El cuento de Pedrito el Conejo, escrito por Beatrix Potter. Esta es una traducción y grabación de LibraryCall. Había una vez cuatro conejitos que se llamaban Flopsy, Mopsy, Colita de Algodón y Pedrito. Vivían con su madre bajo las raíces de un inmenso árbol. Una mañana la mamá les dijo: "Mis queridos, pueden ir a jugar al campo o por el camino, pero no vayan al jardín del Señor McGregor. Su padre tuvo allí un accidente. ¡La Señora McGregor lo puso en un pastel!" "Ahora, vayan a jugar y no se metan en travesuras.

The story you’re about to hear is called Winnie-the-Pooh and Eeyore’s Lost Tail by A.A. Milne. This is a LibraryCall adaptation and recording. The Old Gray Donkey, Eeyore, stood by himself in a thistly corner of the forest, his front feet apart, his head to one side, and thought about things. Sometimes he thought sadly to himself, "Why?" and sometimes he thought, "When?" and other times he thought, "Which?"—and sometimes he didn't quite know what he was thinking about.

This story is called Winnie-the-Pooh and the Bees, written by A.A. Milne. This is a LibraryCall adaptation and recording.

This story is called The Ice Cube Club by Phil Shapiro, recorded by LibraryCall. Some people collect stamps. Some people collect baseball cards. Some people collect dolls. And some people collect ice cubes. You might not have heard about the ice cube collectors before, but they're really not so strange as they sound. You might even run into some ice cube collectors if you visit Atlanta, Georgia in the winter. You see Atlanta, Georgia is a southern city. And southern cities don't get too much snow.

This story is called The Neighbors: Julian and Leilani Out in Nature by Lauren Kratz Prushko. This is a LibraryCall recording. In two tiny houses on two little hills two best friends, Julian and Leilani opened their doors, (opening door sound) they clicked off their lights, they stepped outside, and they closed their doors. Then, they went up the hill. They went down the hill. They went up the hill. They went down the hill. They went up the hill. They went down the hill. And they met in the middle. "Hello, hello, Julian," said Leilani. "Hello, hello Leilani," said Julian.

This story is called A Visit to the North Pole. This is a LibraryCall adaptation and recording. You probably know all about Santa’s toy workshop up in the North Pole. But did you know that a very special garden grows nearby? Neither did Zara and her little brother Theo. But they were about to find out. One night, just before Christmas, Zara and Theo’s mom tucked them into bed, kissed them goodnight, and closed the door to their room. Did they sleep? No they did not! Theo wiggled. Zara tossed and turned. Finally, they both sat up.

This story is called The Winter Queen. This is an original LibraryCall story and recording. Winter arrived swiftly with its chilly winds and the fairy lights that decorated the houses. Aria loved the wintertime, especially when the full moon hung in the sky, surrounded by the stars. This winter was different. Aria’s grandma’s favorite time of the year had been the winter too. Her grandma suddenly passed away before Christmas, causing her to miss the wintertime festivities with her beloved granddaughter. Aria was heartbroken.

The air was bone chillingly cold. The sound of the sleds filled the streets with winter cheer. Though the town was filled with joy, the air was menacing to the lovely little animals who could not seek shelter. The streets were quiet in mid-afternoon. Workers hurried to their offices; every dog remained at home; not a bird was to be seen or heard. The sparrows had been forced to hide themselves from the cold.

Sammy celebrated his 10th birthday party last week. One of his birthday presents was a small-size autograph book with 120 blank pages. "I'm going to fill up this entire book with autographs," Sammy said to himself as he paged thru the blank pages. Sammy lived in a small town far from any big city. Famous people don't often visit small towns. For a brief moment Sammy thought that he might not be able to fill up his autograph book with autographs. Then he slid the autograph book into his backpack and started walking to school.

Este cuento se llama Mamá pavo y el zorro por Abbie Phillips Walker. Esta es una adaptación y grabación de LibraryCall. Cada noche, cuando se ponía el sol, Mamá Pavo llevaba a sus pollitos a la rama más alta que podían alcanzar en un viejo manzano. Una vez que estuvieron acurrucados bajo sus alas, los cantó esta canción de cuna: Cierran los ojos, hijos míos; Esconden las cabezas y no hagan pío-píos. Yo estoy vigilando al zorro hambriento, Y les protegeré en su sueño profundo.