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This story is called The Fox and the Cat, a traditional Ukrainian folk tale collected by Robert Nisbet Bain and published in Cossack Fairy Tales and Folk-Tales in 1894. This is a LibraryCall adaptation and recording. In a dense forest in Eastern Europe, in a country now known as Ukraine, there once lived a small red fox. Near the fox lived a man with a house cat named Mr. Shaggy Matthew. The cat had once been very good at his job of catching mice in the house and in the garden, but he was now old and partially blind. The man no longer found the cat useful, so one day, he led Mr.

(Caribbean music steel pan music plays) Papa Bois was traveling through the forests of Trinidad in the Caribbean islands. Papa Bois' beard of leaves rustled against his face as he walked amongst the trees with his goat-like feet. He is known as the Ancient One and never met anyone like himself, but that was okay because he felt no difference between himself and all the living things in the world. Papa Bois was very old and had seen many things in the past, but he was also large, strong, and muscular. Sometimes he would change in different forms when needed.

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.

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.

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.

The Rain This story is called The Rain, written and recorded by LibraryCall. There once lived a clever crow. She was so thirsty and could not find any water to drink. A terrible drought brought sadness and fear to the forests. The once crystalline lake dried out and the jewel-like dew drops in the mornings were gone. The animals suffered deeply from the drought and many craved fresh water like The Crow. The Crow’s thirst was unbearable and she could not give up her search. She approached the blue birds and asked them where she could find water.

Since we have not met before, I had better introduce myself properly. My name is Lapis, like the blue stone. That’s because my eyes are beautifully blue. And I am a cat. Not just any cat but a magical cat. Well to tell you the truth, I am still training to be a magical cat, but I plan to be brrrrilliant at magic one day. I live a long time before you will be born, more than two and a half thousand years before you will even be thought of. My country is Egypt but I am told that you will call it Ancient Egypt. I am here to tell you stories. The subject of my tales is eternally fascinating.

At the foot of some high mountains there was, once upon a time, a small village, and a little way off two roads met, one of them going to the east and the other to the west. The villagers were quiet, hard-working folk, who toiled in the fields all day, and in the evening set out for home when the bell began to ring in the little church.

Este cuento se llama El cuento del pollo, escrito por Earl Stanley Harrison y leído por Daniel Fernando. Esta es una grabación de LibraryCall. Un día, un pollito llamado Benito caminaba por el bosque cuando una bellota de árbol cayó en su cabeza. "¡Ay!" dijo Benito el pollito, creyendo que un pedazo del cielo se le había caído encima. "¡El cielo se está cayendo!", el dijo.