The Lamb - poem by William Blake
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Hello, this is Jana, and I’m here with some lines by the English poet and artist, William Blake. It’s a sweet, simple poem, with a deep meaning. Little Lamb who made thee Dost thou know who made thee Gave thee life & bid thee feed. By the stream & o'er the mead; Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing wooly bright; Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the vales rejoice! Little Lamb who made thee ...
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The Monkey King (Journey to the West)
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Sun Wukong (the Monkey King) is born from a stone egg on Flower and Fruit Mountain. He seeks immortality and invincible strength in battle. Soon, the Jade Emperor hears about all the trouble he is creating on Earth and decides to give him a job so that he can keep an eye on him. We are partly publishing this to fill a gap in our Chinse Years of the Animals Cycle (hence the mention to people born in the Year of the Monkey). Jana and adapted for Storynory by Bertie. Do check out how you can support us on Storynory.
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When Your Trainers go for a Run
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Where are your shoes when you can't find them? A small story about a pair of trainers (sneakers) that go for a run on their own.
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The Best Dressed Crocodile
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What is more important in life, handbags or cake? One of our Small Stories, aimed at our "smallest" audience members, but we hope the older ones among you will find this funny too! This is about a Crocodile who loves to go shopping. The song at the end is sung by Jana! Jana of course narrates the story, written by Bertie. And if you would like to support us regularly or one off, please visit our website at .
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The Monkey Who Tricked Himself
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The Monkey boasts that there is no animal in the Jungle that he can't trick. The Bear challenges him - he knows one animal the monkey can't trick. The monkey takes up the challenge. The prize is a whole hive of honey.
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Birdy and the Bird of Paradise
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A Bird of Paradise isn’t actually a bird. It’s a plant that looks like an exotic bird. Or is it?
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Sleepy Star Leaves the Nest
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A lush, sleepy story about a star who leaves the nest and falls to Earth. Read and sung by Jana for Storynory - and written by Bertie.
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The Fox Princess
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We'd be very happy if you support us! The Fox Princess Hello, this is Jana, and I’m here with one of our Small Stories. It’s about a fox who can change shape. And although it’s very much set in London, stories of shape-shifting foxes originally come from Korea and the Far East A fox went to watch the Changing of the Guard. She poked her nose through the railings of the palace. A boy pointed and called out, “Fox!” The fox did not want a guard to spot her. So she turned into a princess. The guard opened the gate and bowed. Inside the palace,...
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The Bear's Breakfast
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A bear was walking down the road. He passed by a house and smelt a nice smell. He stopped. He sniffed. He looked through the window. A little girl was eating her breakfast. This is a "small Story" for our younger listeners, but we hope if you are a little bit older you will also find it amusing. We will be doing a few more of these. Support us! https://www.storynory.com/support-us/
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Birthday Competition
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The results are in! Jana reads the winning entries from our Writing Competition. We asked you to write about Birthdays, good birthdays, disastrous birthdays, any type of birthday. And here are the amazing winning entries. Of course kids who grow up listening to Storynory are wizards with words! Support Storynory to enter our next competition - the next competition is on the subject of SNOW - send your snowy stories to us by February 14. Open to supporters.
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by Robert Louis Stevenson
Read by Richard Scott
THE MOON has a face like the clock in the hall;
She shines on thieves on the garden wall,
On streets and fields and harbour quays,
And birdies asleep in the forks of the trees.
The squalling cat and the squeaking mouse,
The howling dog by the door of the house,
The bat that lies in bed at noon,
All love to be out by the light of the moon.
But all of the things that belong to the day
Cuddle to sleep to be out of her way;
And flowers and children close their eyes
Till up in the morning the sun shall arise.
And that was the moon, by Robert Louis Stevenson. I hoped you enjoyed that poem which conjures up the night time in some very visual verses.