Katy Hill - Wilbie Footie Mad! CBeebies Bedtime Stories

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'CBeebies Bedtime Story.'

Hello. My name's Katy. I love footie. Do you?

I know someone else who loves football. Wilbie.

Let me tell you what happened when Wilbie tried to join a local team.

The story is by Sally Chambers and is called Wilbie Footie Mad.

Wilbie was a duck with a passion. A passion for football.

When he was small, his dad watched football,

so he watched it too.

Now Wilbie was bigger, he was football mad.

He collected as much as he could about football,

read as much as he could,

watched as much as he could

and listened to as many stories as he could.

And sometimes, if he was really lucky,

his dad would take him to watch his favourite team.

Wilbie watched and collected and read

and listened to so much about football,

he felt sure he must be brilliant at playing football.

He decided to show everyone how good he was by trying out for the team.

He waited with excitement

until it was his turn to show off his skills.

He hardly managed to dribble the ball.

He missed it when he was supposed to be heading it.

He tried to keep it in the air, but it kept hitting him on the head.

When his turn was over, he knew he was terrible at football

and wasn't going to make the team.

But the coach could see how keen Wilbie was.

"We need someone to do important jobs like carrying balls

"and fetching oranges," he said, as Wilbie was about to leave.

"Perhaps you'd like to help us out."

"Ah!" Wilbie nodded.

But he felt sad on the way home.

"Never mind," said his dad.

"You don't have to be the best. It's enjoying yourself that counts.

"If we practise, you'll get better."

So they practised together.

They dribbled, jogged, headed, hugged,

scored goals, saved goals and laughed a lot of the time.

Wilbie loved being with his dad.

Every Saturday, Wilbie helped the team.

He carried and collected balls and rushed about with water.

He brought the oranges out

and cheered as loudly as he could for the team. "Come on!"

Then one Saturday, something exciting happened.

Wilbie was on the bench when the coach came to talk to him.

"The players decided you've been so helpful,

"they'd like you to play," he said.

Wilbie was a bit nervous at first, but soon he was having fun.

The practice had helped. He was playing well.

And then suddenly, while he was dribbling the ball, he saw a chance.

He passed it to the striker. "Goal!"

The final whistle blew.

Wilbie's team had won!

Everyone was cheering.

"Good passing," said the coach.

"Perhaps in the future, we WILL have a place for you in the team."

Wilbie's dad felt very proud.

On the way home, Wilbie said to his dad,

"Today was great, but I don't mind if I'm not in the team.

"There is something I like better." "What's that?" asked his dad.

"Practising with you."

That story was called Wilbie Footie Mad.

Maybe you'll play some footie tomorrow.

But it's late now and time for bed. Close your eyes, fall fast asleep

and dream of scoring goals, like Wilbie. Night-night.

OK. Fancy a quick kick-around?

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