Innholdsfortegnelse for May/June 2024 i Ladybug Stories, Poems, and Songs Magazine for Young Kids and Children

In my willow cave I lie And watch the animal world go by. A worm comes wriggling from the soil. It stops and forms a small pink coil. A big black ant crawls through the grass. I move my arm to let it pass. A squirrel dashes by and stops, Then scampers off in three long hops. A bird struts by, all shiny black, Its feathers gleaming on its back. A small brown butterfly flits by, And dances on across the sky. A tiny caterpillar’s swinging On a thread to which it’s clinging. Lots of things for me to see Hidden beneath the willow tree. Can you find the little creatures around the tree?…

Greta loved playing Nana’s old piano more than anything in the world. More than eating Nana’s cookies. More than using Nana’s bubble bath. Even more (just a little bit more) than playing in her garden with the toads and butterflies and daisies. Nana and Greta sat on the bench side by side. Greta’s fingers made a boom-doom-rrroom on the low bass keys. Nana’s fingers made a dilly-dilly-dee on the high treble keys. In the middle, their fingers hopped and danced together. Greta played a song called “Tired Old Toad.” Nana played a song called “Breezy Butterflies.” Together they played a song—“a duet,” explained Nana—called “Dancing with Daisies.” But one day, instead of boom-doom-rrroom, Greta’s keys went clunk-dunk-bunk. Instead of dilly-dilly-dee, Nana’s keys went clink-dink-bink. And their duet just sounded silly.…

Big Bear knocked on Skinny Rabbit’s door. No answer. Big Bear walked around the house. Skinny Rabbit was raking the grass under a tree. “What’s going on?” asked Big Bear. “I’m cleaning up leaves and sticks the storm blew down last night,” said Skinny Rabbit. “Don’t waste the day raking! Work can wait, I always say. Come for a walk in the woods instead.” Skinny Rabbit glanced at the sky. “That cloud may bring another shower.” Big Bear shook his head. “My fur prickles when it’s going to rain. It isn’t prickling now. Besides, a walk in the woods is more fun than raking.” “That’s true.” Skinny Rabbit propped his rake against the tree. “I’ll fix a snack to take along.” “Mmmm,” said Big Bear. “I like that idea.” Skinny…

“I’m hot,” said a bee, buzzing slowly by a tree.“Where’s the rain when we need it? Where’s the rain?”“I’m thirsty,” said a flower, drooping lower every hour.“Where’s the rain when we need it? Where’s the rain?” “Can’t fly, too dry,” cried a blue butterfly.“Where’s the rain when we need it? Where’s the rain?”“I’ve lost my trail,” wailed a curly little snail.“Where’s the rain when we need it? Where’s the rain?” Along came a girl with a silver water pail,And she shook the shiny spout all about.She soaked the droopy flower with a quick, refreshing showerAnd she sprayed and sprinkled every little sprout. “Thanks,” buzzed the bee. “I’m as cool as can be.”“Now,” said the flower, “I’ll bloom hour after hour.”“I’m feeling very spry,” cried the blue butterfly.“Whee!” squealed the snail,…