Simon Pegg - Stanley's Stick CBeebies Bedtime Stories

I can catch my stick.

I can spin it.

I can use it like a bat.

I can wave it like a flag.

Hello! I'm Simon.

Do you like my stick?

What do you think I can do with it?

In tonight's bedtime story,

Stanley turns his stick into lots of amazing different things.

The story is by John Hegley and Neal Layton

and it's called Stanley's Stick.

Stanley stands on Stockport station with his stick.

Stanley ALWAYS carries his stick with him.

Stanley's stick was once part of something tall and grand

and it will never return.

But it can still be a stick as best it can.

Stanley has a lot of stick activity.

Like pretending the stick is a whistle

or a banana that is quite straight.

You don't have to be great to be great.

Like pretending the stick is a match to catch the world aflame.

There is game after sticky game.

"Look! It's a dinosaur that isn't extinct!

"It's a 'Stickosaurus'!"

Grrr!

Stanley has tried out some names for his stick,

like Starry and...Moon,

but those names were all the wrong shape.

For a while, he likes 'Stirry'.

But that's better for a spoon.

Stanley's stick is good for writing in the sand

in languages only Stanley can understand.

And four times now he has used it to pick up slugs

from pathway, platform and pavement,

thus saving them from a fate worse than feet.

Stanley's friend Bertie has some string

and, sometimes, they tie the string to the stick's end

and go pretend fishing.

"Because the fish are pretend, no fish get hurt," says Bertie.

So here is Stanley standing on the station,

taking his stick for a short stay at the side of the sea

with his mum and dad.

The train pulls in.

Down at the sea, Stanley goes down to the side of the tide.

His folks take stock of Stanley standing in the sand, stick in hand.

What's he doing?

Maybe the boy thinks it's time

for the stick to be taken for someone else to enjoy.

Stanley hurls the stick into the wide tide.

Gosh! What a tiny splosh

for something that has been so big in Stanley's days.

The sea picks up the stick and tucks it into itself.

Stanley is stickless.

The next morning, back at their spot on the beach,

the tide is out.

Stanley treads towards the spreading sea.

Boats ride seaback out on the distance.

Stanley decides to look for interesting sticks,

for other sticks which have been carried twiggy back

upon the turning tide.

Soon, he stumbles upon a stick, alone upon the shore.

It is quite different from the stick he had before.

The stick is an unusual saxophone.

MUSIC PLAYS

Stanley thinks of home and begins to blurt out a tune for Bertie.

Now, Stanley stares through his stick telescope at the sea.

It is wonky

and this stick Stanley knows the name of.

It is called 'Fantastick'.

Stanley's Fantastick.

That story was called Stanley's Stick.

Wow! All those different ways to use a stick. Which was your favourite?

I think I'd like to draw in the sand with my stick.

What was that?

You want to travel to the moon like Stanley did?

Well, maybe tomorrow, because now, it is time for you to go to bed.

Night-night!

Now, stick.

What shall I call you?

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