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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.

Este cuento se llama Calabaza Pequeña y el Día de Acción de Gracias por Madge A. Bingham. Esta es una adaptación y grabación de LibraryCall. Era la noche antes del Día de Acción de Gracias. En el huerto de calabazas de Pepe Pecas, Calabaza Grande, Calabaza Mediana y Calabaza Pequeña estaban completamente maduras. Sabían que las recogerían pronto. "Estoy preocupada", dijo Calabaza Pequeña a sus amigos. "Escuché a Pepe decir que planea recogernos mañana". "No tengas miedo", dijo Calabaza Grande.

This story is called Mama Turkey and the Fox by Abbie Phillips Walker. This is a LibraryCall adaptation and recording. Every night when the sun set, Mama Turkey took her chicks to the highest branch they could reach in an old apple tree.

This story is called The True Tale of the Phantom Coach by W.t. Linskill. This is a LibraryCall adaptation and recording. The great curtain had fallen after the play, and I was standing chatting on the stage of the theatre in Cambridge when one of the stage men came to tell me I was wanted at the stage door and I must hurry up at once. I proceeded, and someone shouted out “Come with us, we want you to meet a fellow named Willie Carson, and there will be supper.

This story is called Little Pumpkin’s Thanksgiving by Madge A. Bingham. This is a LibraryCall adaptation and recording. It was the night before Thanksgiving. Big Pumpkin, Medium Pumpkin, and Little Pumpkin were waiting on their vines in Peter Piper’s pumpkin patch. They were fully ripe, so they knew their time in the garden must come to an end soon. “I’m worried,” Little Pumpkin said to his friends. “I overheard Peter say he’s planning to pick us tomorrow.” “There’s no need to be afraid,” said Big Pumpkin. “We will make delicious pies for someone’s Thanksgiving dinner.

Este cuento se llama El picapedrero, un cuento escrito por Earl Stanley Harrison y leído por Daniel Fernando. Esta es una grabación y adaptación de LibraryCall. Había una vez un picapedrero que pasaba sus días cortando piedras. Su trabajo era largo y arduo, y ganaba muy poco dinero.

Este cuento se llama El pequeño manzano escrito por Jasmine Stone Van Dresser. Esta es una adaptación y grabación de LibraryCall. En un hermoso huerto lleno de árboles cargados de brillantes manzanas redondas, un pequeño manzano suspiró. A diferencia de los otros árboles, sus manzanas permanecieron pequeñas, verdes y duras. "Todavía soy un árbol joven. Quizás mis manzanas madurarán más lentamente", pensó. "Debo ser paciente.