Matty in a Mess CBeebies Bedtime Stories

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CBeebies Bedtime Story.

There. All tidied up.

Hello. I'm Sheila. I was just tidying up the bedroom.

All the toys have been left out

and they really should be put away, ready for bed.

Is your bedroom all nice and tidy? I hope so.

Well, in tonight's bedtime story, there's a very messy teddy

and a very tidy teddy.

The story is called Matty In A Mess

and it's by Miriam Moss and Jane Simmons.

Once upon a time,

there were two bears who lived together with Frampton the cat

in a cosy pink house in the middle of a leafy forest.

Matty was a trim, orderly bear

who ate breakfast neatly at the kitchen table.

Milly was a higgledy-piggledy, topsy-turvy, tousled bear

who liked making crumbs in bed.

Matty kept his hairbrush in a tidy drawer where he could find it.

Milly's was always lost in a jumble of clutter.

Matty took his boots off when he came in from outside.

Milly trailed muddy footprints all over the house.

Matty squeezed his toothpaste carefully

from the bottom of the tube.

Milly squished hers messily from the middle.

Matty licked the honey spoon clean to stop it dripping.

Milly always forgot.

"Why do you always forget," Matty asked.

"I don't know," said Milly.

"I suppose I'm always thinking of something else."

"Let's play outside," said Milly one windy afternoon.

"I can't," sighed Matty. "I've got too much to do."

So while Milly danced about in huge piles of leaves,

Matty swept the carpets, wiped up the toothpaste,

cleaned the honey pot, fed Frampton and did the washing.

When Matty went outside to hang up the clothes,

leaves and twigs swirled everywhere.

Then the wind started to roar.

It blew the clean washing all over the garden.

Overhead, trees creaked and groaned.

Matty was terrified. "Help!" he shouted. "Help!"

Milly heard him. Quickly, she gathered up the dirty washing,

pushed Matty inside and slammed the door shut. Milly shut the windows.

Matty shivered in the kitchen, clutching Frampton

while the wind rattled the doors and howled down the chimney.

Suddenly there was a creeeaaak, then a crrrackkk,

followed by a terrific crrrasssh!

They all dived under the kitchen table just as a huge tree

came crashing in through the roof.

When the wind finally died down,

Milly looked out from under the table.

"Uh?! Oh, dear!" she sighed. "What a mess!"

Then she looked at Matty.

"Goodness," she said, "that's a very big bump on your head, Matty."

But Matty didn't answer.

He just sat, stroking Frampton and smiling at the tree.

Milly put a cold cloth on Matty's bump, re-washed the washing

and started to tidy the house.

Matty just sat, staring up through the greenery

to where the clouds raced. Soon the moon rose up.

Milly fixed two hammocks to the tree, helped Matty to bed

and fell fast asleep herself.

Milly shook Matty awake the next morning.

"Now," she said, "how shall we get rid of this tree?"

"I rather like it," Matty smiled.

"You do?!" said Milly, surprised.

"Mmmm," said Matty, "I doooo."

So the two bears re-built the house around the tree.

Now, time upon a once, two bears lived together with Frampton

in the middle of a leafy forest in a cosy, pink tree-house.

Milly is still a higgledy-piggledy, topsy-turvy bear

but these days sometimes she remembers not to trail

muddy footprints round the house. And Matty is still a trim,

orderly bear who eats breakfast neatly at the kitchen table

but these days sometimes he stops doing the housework

and joins Milly to dance about in huge piles of leaves.

That story was called Matty In A Mess.

What a fabulous idea - to live in a tree-house

and go to sleep in cosy hammocks.

Are you all wrapped up cosy in your bed like the bears in the story?

Good. Because it's time to say goodnight.

Night-night. Sleep tight.

It's time to put you two bears to bed as well.

There they are, all nice a cosy.

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