Little Bear and Other Stories / Маленький медвежонок и другие рассказы. 3-4 классы
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“Maybe if I run very very fast, I can be in both places at the same time,” said Owl.
Owl ran up the stairs. “I am up,” he said.
Owl ran down the stairs. “I am down,” he said.
Owl ran up and down the stairs faster and faster.
“Owl!” he cried. “Are you downstairs?”
There was no answer.
“No,” said Owl. “I am not downstairs because I am upstairs. I am not running fast enough.”
“Owl!” he shouted again. “Are you upstairs?”
There was no answer.
“No,” said Owl. “I am not upstairs because I am downstairs. I must run faster.”
“Faster, faster, faster!” cried Owl.
Owl ran upstairs and downstairs all evening.
But he could not be in both places at the same time.
“When I am up,” said Owl, “I am not down. When I am down, I am not up. All I am is very tired!”
Owl sat down to rest. He sat on the tenth step because it was a place that was right in the middle.
Owl and the Moon
One night Owl went to the seashore.
He sat on a big rock and looked at the waves. Everything was dark.
Then the moon went up over the sea.
Owl watched the moon. It went higher and higher into the sky.
Soon the whole, round moon was shining.
Owl sat on the rock and looked at the moon for a long time.
“If I am looking at you, moon, then you must be looking at me. We must be very good friends.”
The moon did not answer, but Owl said, “I will come back and see you again, moon. But now I must go home.”
Owl walked back home. He looked at the sky.
The moon was still there. It was following him.
“No, no, moon,” said Owl. “It is kind of you to light my way. But you must stay over the sea where you look so fine.”
Owl walked a little farther. He looked at the sky again.
There was the moon following him.
“Dear moon,” said Owl, “you really must not come home with me. My house is small. You would not fit in it. And I have nothing to give you for supper.”
Owl walked and walked. The moon followed him over the tops of the trees.
“Moon,” said Owl, “I think that you do not hear me.”
Owl climbed to the top of a hill. He shouted loudly, “Good-bye, moon!”
The moon went behind some clouds. Owl looked and looked. The moon was gone.
“It is always a little sad to say good-bye to a friend,” said Owl.
Owl came home. He put on his pajamas and went to bed.
The room was very dark. Owl was still feeling sad.
Suddenly, silver light filled Owl’s bedroom. Owl looked out of the window.
The moon came from behind the clouds.
“Moon, you followed me all the way home! What a good, round friend you are!” said Owl.
Then Owl put his head on the pillow and closed his eyes.
The moon was shining through the window.
Owl did not feel sad.
Mouse Tales
by Arnold Lobel
The Wishing Well
A mouse once found a wishing well.
“Now all of my wishes can come true!” she cried.
She threw a penny into the wishing well and made a wish.
“Ouch!” said the wishing well.
The next day the mouse came back to the well.
She threw a penny into the wishing well and made a wish.
“Ouch!” said the well.
The next day the mouse came back again.
She threw a penny into the wishing well.
“I wish this well would not say ouch,” she said.
“Ouch!” said the well. “That hurts!”
“What shall I do?” cried the mouse. “My wishes will never come true!”
The mouse ran home. She took the pillow from her bed.
“This may help,” said the mouse, and she ran back to the well.
The mouse threw the pillow into the well.
Then she threw a penny into the well and made a wish.
“Ah! That feels much better!” said the well.
“Good,” said the mouse. “Now I can start wishing.”
Then the mouse made many wishes by the well.
And every one of them came true.
Clouds
A little mouse went for a walk with his mother.
They went to the top of the hill and looked at the sky.
“Look!” said Mother.”We can see pictures in the clouds.”
The little mouse and his mother saw many pictures in the clouds.
They saw a castle, a rabbit, and a mouse.
“I will go and pick flowers,” said Mother.
“I will stay here and watch the clouds,” said the little mouse.
The little mouse saw a big cloud in the sky. It became bigger and bigger.
The cloud became a cat. The cat came closer and closer to the little mouse.