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Every year, before the start of the baseball season, the Lazardo family took a trip far from their Главная in Pimlico Hills. One afternoon, while on safari in Africa, young Scotty Lazardo wandered away from camp. He returned with a dinosaur.
"Look what I caught!" he said.
"Can we keep him?" pleaded Scotty's sisters, Zelda and Velma.
"I don't see why not." сказал(-а) Dr. Lazardo.
"He looks kind of like my uncle Bob," сказал(-а) Mrs. Lazardo.
Jumbu, their bodyguard, сказал(-а) nothing.
Scotty patted the dinosaur on the nose. "Bob?" he tried.
The dinosaur smiled and wagged his giant tail.
So they named him Bob.

With Bob along, safari life was fun: swimming in the morning, games of baseball in the afternoon, and songs by the campfire before bed.
When it came time to start for home, the Lazardos couldn't stand the thought of leaving Bob behind.
"Would Ты like to come Главная with us, Bob!"
asked Dr. Lazardo.
"We'd Любовь to have you," сказал(-а) Mrs. Lazardo.
"You could play baseball for our Главная team, the Pimlico Pirates!" cried Scotty, Zelda, and Velma.
Bob smiled again and wagged his giant tall.

The journey back was grand. When the safari came to the banks of the river Nile, Dr. Lazardo said, “Let’s go sailing!”
So they made Bob into a ship and steered him down the river.

But they couldn’t sail Bob all the way to Pimlico Hills. So Dr. Lazardo booked passage on a luxury liner.
“Bob took us down the Nile in style,” reasoned the Doctor. “It would be bad manners if we didn’t return the favor”.
It was a wonderful voyage! Passengers danced the conga up and down Bob’s back while he played his trumpet — a gift from the ship’s orchestra.
Every evening, the children led Bob up to his berth in the ship’s smokestacks and brought him a little bedtime snack — two peanut-butter-and-bologna sandwiches and 400 double Dutch Шоколад cakes.

When the ship reached New York City, the Lazardos visited Central Park. After a light snack of 750 hot dogs, they caught a train to Pimlico Hills.
It was Bob’s first train ride.

Reporters flocked to the Lazardo house in Pimlico HIlls.
“Bob will scare off the burglars,” Dr. Lazardo told them.
“And he can blow a mean trumpet,” сказал(-а) Zelda.
“He can dance, too” сказал(-а) Velma and Mrs. Lazardo at the same time.
“And he can play baseball!” shouted Scotty.
Jumbu сказал(-а) nothing.
The photographers’ cameras flashed. LENGTHY ящерица LANDS WITH LAZARDOS read the headline in the paper.
Bob was famous.

The Далее day, Bob and the Lazardos played some baseball in the backyard. Bob was terrific. He could play right and left field at the same time!
The Pimlico Pirates watched Bob play. The Pirates had never won a game. They were the worst team in history. But everyone in town loved them and went to all their games.
“I wish the big guy in green could play with us,” сказал(-а) one of the Pirates.

The following morning, Bob saw some neighborhood Собаки chasing cars. He decided to Присоединиться them.
He was stopped by a policeman. “Aren’t Ты the Lazardos’ dinosaur?”
Bob nodded.
He was arrested for disturbing the peace.

Bob enjoyed being fingerprinted. He didn’t understand he was in trouble.
The Lazardos rushed to get Bob out of prison. But the chief of police wouldn’t let him go.
“I’m sorry,” the chief explained. “We can’t have Динозавры running wild in the streets. We’ll be sending him back to Africa in the morning.”
Bob let out a sad howl. So did the Lazardos. Everyone — even the policemen — began to cry.

That night, no one at the Lazardos’ house could sleep.
“Poor Bob,” sighed Scotty.
“All alone,” сказал(-а) Velma.
“Without his trumpet,” сказал(-а) Zelda.
Suddenly, Dr. Lazardo jumped up, grabbed his hat, and ran out the door.
“Don’t worry,” сказал(-а) Mrs. Lazardo. “Your father never goes out in his pajamas unless he has a smashing idea.”
Soon the Doctor returned with the Pimlico Pirates.
“Come on,” he whispered, “and be very quiet. I think I know how to save Bob!”
Bob’s escape made headlines the following morning: LAZARDOS AND ящерица ON THE LAM. COPS CONFUSED.

The people of Pimlico Hills weren’t worried. They were too busy thinking about the Pirates’ opening game. The whole town was going that afternoon, even the chief of police.
As the stadium filled, no one noticed a large bump in the outfield. The team began to run out onto the baseball diamond as the announcer called their names. When the last of the team was called, the announcer shouted, “…And now the newest Pimlico Pirate: DINOSAUR BOB!”
The bump began to move. There stood Bob!
The crowd roared. So did the chief of police!
Bob smiled his big dinosaur grin and the game began.

The game was close. The Lazardos cheered Bob from the dugout and gave him water between innings. The Pirates were playing better than they ever had. They needed just one run to win the game when Dinosaur Bob stepped up to bat. He swung with all his might. CRACK! The ball went up and up, clear out of the stadium and out of sight!

Bob rounded the bases in three great strides and touched his nose to Главная plate. The Pimlico Pirates had won the game!
The Lazardos rushed onto the field and hugged Bob. And the crowd cheered Bob all the way to the Lazardos’ house. The chief of police cheered the loudest.
Bob was hero.

That evening, Bob and the Lazardos celebrated by having a cookout in the backyard. After dinner, Jumbu brought out the musical instruments. Scotty on bongos, Bob on trumpet. And everyone else on kazoos.
“Here’s to Bob,” сказал(-а) Dr. and Mrs. Lazardo.
“The best ball player…,” сказал(-а) Velma.
“The best pal…,” сказал(-а) Zelda.
“And the best dinosaur a family ever had!” shouted Scotty.
Jumbu smiled.
And they all sang and danced late into the summer night.
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Long ago,
before the Civil War,
there was an old sailor called Peg Leg Joe
who did what he could to help free the slaves.


Joe had a plan.
He'd use hammer and nail and saw

and work for the master, the man
who owned slaves
on the cotton plantation.


Joe had a plan.
At night when work was done,
he'd teach the slaves a song
that secretly told the way
to freedom.
Just follow the drinking gourd, it said.


When the song was learned
and sung all day,
Peg Leg Joe would slip away
to work for another master
and teach the song again.


One day
a slave called Molly saw her man James
sold to another master.
James would be taken away,...
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One sunny day, a Queen honeybee leaves her hive. Other bees, called drones, follow her. The Queen mates with a drone. Now she can lay eggs.


The Queen flies back to the hive. Laying many eggs in her job. She puts one egg in each cell.


In three days the eggs hatch. Out come larvae. Worker bees feed the larvae.


After five или six days, workers cover the larvae cells. Inside the cell, the larvae grow into a pupa. In about ten days, a young bee comes out of the cells.


Hives have only one queen. Most other bees are workers. Some bees are drones. Workers are females. Drones are males.


Young worker bees...
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Mrs. Davis felt peculiar as she took her morning bath.
“I feel like I’m being watched,” she сказал(-а) to herself.
And she was being watched…


…by Shirley Rat, the nosiest person in town.
“I see you’re using сирень bubble bath,” сказал(-а) Shirley. “I personally prefer rose.”
Mrs. Davis pulled down the shade.

“I Любовь to know what’s going on,” сказал(-а) Shirley. “I don’t get paid for it—it’s my hobby.”
And Shirley’s hobby kept her very busy.


Reading other people’s mail took half the morning.
“You learn such interesting things,” сказал(-а) Shirley.

Listening in on private telephone conversations,...
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THE замок GUARD WITH HIS TRIDENT



How many prongs do Ты see?
I see two on the bottom—but on the top, three

Solution: Cover the вверх of the trident and Ты see two prongs. Cover the bottom and the trident now has three prongs. Ты can draw this object, but Ты can’t construct it. (impossible-object illusion)


THE ROYAL MESSENGER ARRIVING WITH A LETTER FOR THE KING



The red tape on the letter is longer than the blue. But is this really true? Remember, now Ты are in OPT!

Solution: Angles are sometimes tricky! The red and blue tapes on the envelope are the same length. If Ты remove the...
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He was so small that his mother didn’t know he was there. The other piglets were always pushing and shoving, squealing greedily for food.


But the tiny pig was gentle, quiet, and never greedy. He always kept clean. While the other piglets rolled around in the mud, he would lie under his Избранное дерево wishing for wings to carry him into the sky.
One день he heard a terrible squeal. A large свиноматка, сеять, соу had fallen in the road. The little pig crawled under the fence and ran to help her.

He had to push with all his might, but at last he got the свиноматка, сеять, соу up on her feet again.


The свиноматка, сеять, соу thanked the little pig and she...
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Every fall, when the leaves start melting into pretty purples and reds and those bright golden shades of pumpkin, Mama says, “Coat time, Gabrielle!”


And they ride two trains to Grandpa’s tailor Магазин in the city. On the Silver Express from Meadowlawn to Pennsylvania Station, Gabby sits close to the window, her nose pressed to the smudge-glass for nearly an hour.


At Penn Station they walk fast, through long, dark passageways and underground tunnels. On a distant speaker someone calls out, “Thirty-fourth Street! Thirty-fourth Street! Change here for the Downtown Express, Uptown Express and...
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My dad, Nino, makes the best пицца in the world.
I’m his best helper.


I help knead the пицца dough,

I help stir the пицца sauce,


and I help grate the cheese.

When the customers are finished, I know how to pick up their plates


and carry out the dirty dishes.

I help give the extra pizzas to hungry people in the alley who have no homes.


And…I help my dad serve our пицца pies!

People come from all over town to eat at Little Nino’s.
They wait in long lines because our restaurant is so small.


One night a man came to see my dad after the last pizza.
What did he want?

That night my dad told my mom we would...
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Boy: Tell me the story again, Grandfather. Tell me who I am.
Grandfather: I have told Ты many times, Boy. Ты know the story by heart.
Boy: But it sounds better when Ты tell it, Grandfather.
Grandfather: Then listen carefully. This may be the last telling.
Boy: No, no, Grandfather. There will never be a last time. Promise me that. Promise me.
Grandfather: I promise Ты nothing, Boy. I Любовь you. That is better than a promise.
Boy: And I Любовь you, Grandfather, but tell me the story again. Please.


Grandfather: Once there was a boy child…
Boy: No, Grandfather. Start at the beginning. Start at the beginning....
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Brian found a саламандра in the woods. It was a little оранжевый саламандра that crawled through the dried leaves of the forest floor.
The саламандра was warm and cozy in the boy’s hand. “Come live with me,” Brian said.
He took the саламандра home.


“Where will he sleep?” his mother asked.
“I will make him a саламандра постель, кровати to sleep in. I will cover him with leaves that are fresh and green, and bring moss that looks like little stars to be a подушка for his head. I will bring crickets to sing him to sleep and bullfrogs to tell him good-night stories.”


“And when he wakes up, where will...
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See the piggy,
See the puddle,
See the muddy little puddle.
See the piggy in the middle
Of the muddy little puddle.
She her dawdle, she her diddle
In the muddy, muddy middle.
See her waddle, plump and little,
In the very merry middle.


See her daddy,
Fuddy-duddy, fuddy-duddy, fuddy-duddy.
“Don’t Ты get all muddy,
Muddy, muddy, muddy, muddy.
You are much too plump and little
To be in the muddy middle.
Mud is squishy, mud is squashy,
Mud is oh so squishy-squashy.
What Ты need is lots of soap.”
But the piggy answered,
“Squishy-squashy, squishy-squashy—NOPE!”


See her mommy,
Fiddle-faddle, fiddle-faddle,...
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Once there was a goat named Gregory.
Gregory liked to jump from rock to rock, kick his legs into the air, and butt his head against walls.
“I’m an average goat,” сказал(-а) Gregory.


But Gregory was not an average goat.
Gregory was a terrible eater.
Every time he sat down to eat with his mother and father, he knew he was in for trouble.


“Would Ты like a tin can, Gregory?” asked Mother Goat.
“No, thanks,” сказал(-а) Gregory.
“How about a nice box, a piece of rug, and a bottle cap?” asked Father Goat.
“Baaaaa,” сказал(-а) Gregory unhappily.

“Well, I think this is a meal fit for a goat,” сказал(-а) Mother...
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