The Story of Ronald and his Boulders 64 Zoo Lane

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Hello! I'm Lucy.

I live at 64 Zoo Lane, and I have some very special neighbours. Look!

# There's one with a hump And one who can jump

# And one who is a little bit plump

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# Some like it hot And some like it chilly

# And some like it both ways and that's a bit silly

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# Some are friendly, some are scary

# But one thing is sure Not one is ordinary

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# Some are spotty, some are stripy

# Or prickly and woolly and furry and slimy

# Some are quite big And some are very small

# And the last one's Georgina

# Who's incredibly tall

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Bedtime, Lucy! >

OK, Mum.

TAPPING

Wheeeee! Yay!

-ALL: Hi, Lucy.

-Hello, everyone.

Ready for your story?

-Oh, yes. Can I choose the story tonight?

-Of course you can.

What kind of story would you like?

-I'd like a story set in Africa.

-ALL: Yes!

-That rules me out then, I don't know any African stories.

-Sorry, Boris.

It has to be a story about a large animal.

-Oh, an elephant?

-A giraffe?

No, a rhino! I want to hear a story about Ronald the rhino.

Ahhh, remember when Ronald built

a bridge across the Zamban River using boulders?

Oh, yes, that's a good story.

And I recall Ronald bashing the biggest boulder ever.

-It made quite a noise.

-Oh, yes, it did. Ha-ha!

Do all Ronald stories have boulders in them?

Aha! Of course.

Let me tell you the best rhino story of all.

The story of Ronald and his boulders.

My favourite pastime has always been gardening.

SHE SINGS HAPPILY

Herbert the warthog

loves gobbling up a juicy watermelon or two.

Natalie the antelope adores ballet.

And Ronald the rhino, well, he's into bashing boulders.

His friend the Tick Tick bird was not so keen on boulder bashing.

But he went along with it because it made Ronald happy.

And so, every day, come rain or shine, Ronald bashed boulders.

He bashed big boulders,

and medium-sized boulders,

and small boulders.

Until one day...

Uh-oh.

There were no boulders left.

I think you just bashed the last boulder there, Ronald.

It can't be!

Just think of all the other things we can do now.

Go down to the lake for a swim!

A game of fruitball,

have a picnic in a jungle clearing!

No! I want to bash something,

we must go on an expedition to find new boulders.

-But, Ronald, there is not a single one left in all of Africa!

-No.

Yes, you will just have to get used to a life without boulders, Ronald.

But Ronald was wondering what else he could bash.

Here goes!

Ohhhhh!

Stop!

So sorry, Mr and Mrs Weaver Bird,

my friend Ronald hadn't seen your nest.

I really think we should do something else now.

We could visit Georgina in her garden.

Look, Tick Tick, a mound of earth.

What harm could bashing that do?

Ohhhhhh!

Ah, ah, ow!

Ah! I'm stuck!

Oh, Ronald!

OK, Ronald, from now on there will be no more bashing.

Let's whistle a song instead.

HE WHISTLES

That's a ridiculous idea.

-You don't like my whistling?

-It's annoying.

Annoying! How can you say that after

all these years I've put up with your pointless boulder bashing?

Oh! Boulder bashing is not pointless,

it's a very interesting and deeply satisfying activity.

-No, it isn't.

-Yes, it is.

Huh!

Hah!

The Tick Tick bird wanted to get as far away from Ronald as possible

and Ronald wanted to get as far away from the Tick Tick bird as possible.

Ronald wasn't very happy... and neither was the Tick Tick bird.

He decided to whistle a little tune to cheer himself up.

HE WHISTLES

I wonder what Ronald is doing?

Maybe I should've gone with him on his expedition to find new boulders.

-Did you say you're looking for boulders?

-Yes. Have you seen any?

Over there, Rumble Mountain,

-it is where boulders are made.

-Tell me more.

Every now and then the volcano erupts,

spitting out big boulders.

Oh! I'll go and have a look. Cheers, Esmeralda.

Be careful.

GURGLING

I suppose I'll have to get down there.

Waaah!

Aaaaah!

Meanwhile, Ronald was starting to miss the Tick Tick bird.

Oh, I've been a silly rhino.

I don't really care about boulders any more.

All I want is to have my friend Tick Tick back.

I will tell Tick Tick we can sing his song together.

Oh, boulders, boulders!

So many boulders!

HE LAUGHS

But, oh, where's Tick Tick?

Waaaaaah!

Ohhh!

-Oh! Tick Tick!

-Ta-da!

HE STRAINS

I've brought you some boulders.

Hee, hee. And I've come to whistle a song with you.

THEY WHISTLE HAPPILY

Ronald and the Tick Tick bird

were very happy to be friends again.

That was a brilliant Ronald the rhino story.

-Can I tell a rhino story now?

-And me.

Of course, Monkey, but not tonight.

It's Lucy's bedtime now.

I want you all to save your rhino stories for me.

ALL: Yes!

But tomorrow evening I'd like to hear a bear story from Boris.

Good night, Lucy.

ALL: Sweet dreams!

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