The Bears in the Bed and the Great Big Storm CBeebies Bedtime Stories

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CBeebies Bedtime Story.

Hello. I'm Dom.

Are you tucked up all cosy and warm, just like the teddies? Yes? Good.

That means we're all ready for tonight's story, which is called

The Bears In The Bed And The Great Big Storm.

It's by Paul Bright, and Jane Chapman.

How the wind blew!

It howled in the treetops, so that the branches bent and creaked

and the leaves shivered and shook.

It blew over the hills and the high places,

howling and wailing through the rocky passes.

Bear and Mrs Bear slept warm and snug

and untroubled in their bed. Then Bear felt a tugging at his blanket.

He opened one eye.

There was Baby Bear. "There's a monster outside!

"I can hear it howling and wailing, and I'm scared!

"Can I sleep in your bed?"

"There's no such thing as monsters," said Bear.

"What a scaredy-bear you are!" But he pulled back the cover

and Baby Bear snuggled up all warm and safe.

How the thunder crashed.

It boomed and crackled so the house shuddered

and the windows rattled and grumbled, and rumbled,

and echoed, and faded... Only to boom and crash again!

Mrs Bear and Baby Bear slept warm and snug

and untroubled in their bed.

But Bear lay awake with his paws over his ears.

Then Bear felt a tapping on his shoulder.

There was Little Bear. "There's a monster outside.

"Its tummy is rumbling and grumbling, and it's going to eat me.

Can I sleep with you?"

"There's no such thing as monsters!" said Bear.

"You're another scaredy-bear." But he lifted the cover,

and Little Bear snuggled up, all warm and safe.

How the lightning flashed!

It forked and flickered, lighting the scurrying clouds,

and splashing quick black shadows on the windows and the walls.

Mrs Bear and Baby Bear and Little Bear slept warm

and snug and untroubled in their bed.

But Bear lay awake with his pillow wrapped around his head!

Then Bear felt a tap on his nose. It was Young Bear.

"There's a monster outside!

"It has huge, twisted horns, and it's making shadows on my wall.

"Can I come and sleep in your bed?"

"There's no such thing as monsters," cried Bear.

But he let Young Bear climb into the bed, where he snuggled up

warm and safe.

Now Bear was wide awake.

He listened to the wind howling, and the thunder crashing.

He watched the lightning fork and flash!

"Young Bear's right," he thought.

"These shadows on the wall do look like monster horns."

And he pulled the bed covers right over his head.

Suddenly, there was a rat-tat-tat at the door.

Everyone woke at once. "Who, who, who can that be?" said Bear.

"It's probably nothing at all," said Mrs Bear.

"Go and see," and she gave Bear a little push.

Bear climbed nervously out of bed.

He picked up a candle t-t-t-to light his way and padded slowly,

ever so slowly to the door.

"You're all such scaredy-bears," he said to the others.

"There's no such thing as m-m-m-m-monsters!"

As he turned the handle, the wind blew the door open,

the candle went out, and everything was black as black.

Then the lightning flashed!

"The monster!" shouted Bear.

He jumped back in fright, and dived straight under the bed.

"It's not a monster, it's a moose,"

said Moose, stepping through the doorway.

"The storm has blown my house away.

"Can I sleep in yours?"

Bear peered out from under the bed.

Baby Bear and Little Bear and Young Bear laughed and laughed

and laughed. "What a scaredy-bear you are," they said.

"Don't you know? There's no such thing as monsters!"

And our story was called The Bears In The Bed And The Great Big Storm.

What silly bears they are, to think that a storm was a monster!

Snuggle down now, because it's time to go to sleep.

And I'll see you soon for another bedtime story.

Subtitles by Red Bee Media Ltd