Ladybug Stories, Poems, and Songs Magazine for Young Kids and Children March 2015

Come one, come all! It’s Maxie and Katy, the world’s greatest, most magical team! Max pulls Mo out of a top hat. “Abracadabra and presto!” he shouts. The audience cheers. Next, Kate juggles two oranges while balancing Kiwi on her head. “Let’s hear it for the amazing Katy!” Max says. “Now it’s time for milk and cookies, everyone,” says Kate’s mommy. “Oh no! Where did the cookies go?” asks Max. “Charlie is a magician, too,” chuckles Kate. “He made the cookies disappear.”…

Early one spring morning, Mama Rabbit and five little bunnies woke up. They yawned and stretched in their nest of dry leaves. They wiggled their pink noses and listened with their long ears. Mama Rabbit said, “The rain has stopped. I smell clover. Let’s eat breakfast.” Four little bunnies followed Mama Rabbit out of the tunnel and into the sunshine. Hoppity-hop, they crossed the green grass to a patch of clover. One little bunny nestled down in the warm leaves and closed his eyes again. When he opened his eyes, he was alone. He had never been alone before. The little bunny slowly crept to the end of the tunnel and looked out. He wiggled his pink nose and listened with his long ears. He heard chewing sounds. A fuzzy…

Chile Sebastián and Diego are playing Cielo, Luna, Mar—or Sky, Moon, Sea—on their front steps. Sebastian draws a cloud on the top step and a moon on the next step. He lets Diego draw waves for the sea on the bottom step. Diego is great at drawing wiggly lines. Sebastián calls, “Cielo!” and Diego jumps onto the Sky step. Perfect! “Mar!” yells Sebastián. Oops! Diego jumps onto the Moon step. Where was Diego supposed to jump? South Africa Tefo, Palesa, and Mosa gather pebbles to play Dithwai. First they memorize the colors and shapes of their pebbles. They are pretending that their pebbles are cows, which they must guard carefully in their pens. They must remember what their cows look like in case anyone steals them. Whoever has the most…

Herbert the horse would not hurry up. If a rider said, “Hurry up” or “Giddyap” or “Come on,” Herbert would stop. Harry and Henrietta were the owners of the riding stable. “Horrors,” moaned Henrietta. “No one will pay to ride Herbert. No one wants to sit on a horse that acts like a haystack.” “Maybe his saddlecloth is itchy,” said Harry. They gave Herbert a new one, but he still would not hurry up. “Maybe we could try humming,” Henrietta suggested. But they hummed loudly and off-key, which hurt Herbert’s ears. “Maybe it’s the food,” Harry said. “Let’s try oats instead of hay.” Herbert liked both, but still would not hurry up. “Well,” they cried, “this is horrible.” Finally, Harry’s nephew, Billy, said, “Maybe Herbert doesn’t like to be ordered…

Under the cloud is the rain.Under the rain is the umbrella.Under the umbrella is the hat.Under the hat is me.Under me is a puddle. Splish, splash! What You’ll Need: Scissors Glue or tape What To Do: 1. Are you ready to finish the picture that goes with the poem? Cut out all the objects on your right, from the cloud to the splash. 2. Arrange the objects on the picture above. Who will wear the hat? Where do the raindrops go? You can follow the poem, or let your imagination run wild! 3. When your picture is ready, use glue or tape to fix it in place. Hooray! You are just like the artists who draw pictures for this magazine!…