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How was your day?
I hope you had a really good, happy day.
But you know, from time to time, we all have a bad day, don't we?
Tonight's bedtime story is about a little girl
whose day starts badly and...
well, it gets worse and worse.
You ready to hear all about it?
This story is called My Big Shouting Day!,
and it's by Rebecca Patterson.
Yesterday, I woke up and Bob was crawling around my room,
licking my jewellery!
So I shouted, "Get out of my room!"
And that was the start of my BIG SHOUTING DAY!
Then, I came downstairs and I saw that egg!
I cried and cried and I said, "I can't eat that!"
And Mummy said, "You could eat it last week.
"Look at Bob eating his mashed banana."
After the terrible egg, I didn't like my shoes either.
So I took them off all by myself, shouting, "No shoes!"
And then we had to go shopping and Mummy said,
"Please stop wriggling, Bella." But I couldn't stop wriggling
and in the end I shouted, "Get me out!"
Mummy said, "You will give Bob an earache,
"and you're giving me a headache."
And Bob poked me and said, "Ear."
At lunchtime, Sasha and her mummy came to play
and to have some peanut butter and grapes and a biscuit,
but my biscuit broke!
Then I couldn't play nicely
and I kept saying, "No, you can't be princesses!"
And in the end, Sasha and her mummy went home.
In the afternoon, it was my ballet lesson.
I said, "Ballet is too itchy!"
But I was a bit loud and Mrs Clark stopped playing the piano
and Miss Louisa said, "Dear, oh, dear.
"Perhaps you should sit in the corner then."
On the way home, we met the lady who lives next door
and she said that Bob was the sweetest thing she'd seen all day,
and then she said, "And how is Bella?"
I was a long way behind, so I had to shout,
"I have a hurting foot!"
And Mummy said could I keep my voice down
and could I please stop lying on pavements?
Then it was time for my tea and my bath, but those peas were too hot!
And our bath was too cold!
And I was too wet!
And it was too minty!
After that, I rolled and rolled and said,
"No bed! No! No!
"No, no bed!
And Mummy said, "Well, I think someone needs to go to bed."
But I rolled all over my room and then I rolled into Bob's room
and I said, "Bed is for babies!"
And then I yawned...a little yawn
and then I crawled into my room
and Mummy said, "Who wants a story?"
And I said, "Nobody!"
But she came into my room anyway and we cuddled up
and I had my best story about fairies and cake.
I yawned again
and I said very quietly...
"Today was a big shouting day, Mummy. Sorry."
And she kissed me good night... and said,
"I know. We all have those days sometimes,
"but perhaps you'll be more cheerful tomorrow."
And I was!
I was! I was cheerful...
all day long!
And that story was called My Big Shouting Day!
And it was, wasn't it?
It was very big, and incredibly shouty, but you know what?
In the end, a good night's sleep made all the difference, didn't it?
It's time for you to have a good night's sleep now, so you know what?
I'll say night-night and off you go to bed
and I'll see you soon for another bedtime story. Good night.