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CBeebies Bedtime Story. | 0:00:03 | 0:00:05 | |
Hello. I'm Maureen, but my grandchildren call me Mo-Mo. | 0:00:07 | 0:00:11 | |
And it's wonderful to visit the CBeebies house. | 0:00:11 | 0:00:14 | |
It feels very familiar and homely, even though it's not my house. | 0:00:14 | 0:00:18 | |
Mmm. | 0:00:18 | 0:00:20 | |
Tonight's story is about a little girl visiting someone's home | 0:00:20 | 0:00:24 | |
and it feels just like that. | 0:00:24 | 0:00:26 | |
It's called Grandma's House and it's by Alice Melvin. | 0:00:26 | 0:00:30 | |
Often after school I go to Grandma's house, | 0:00:32 | 0:00:36 | |
where everything is different, | 0:00:36 | 0:00:38 | |
but always stays the same. | 0:00:38 | 0:00:40 | |
I always hang my coat up on this hook inside the hall | 0:00:41 | 0:00:45 | |
and I pour my glass of milk from the little china cow. | 0:00:45 | 0:00:50 | |
But Grandma's tartan tin is on the very highest shelf | 0:00:50 | 0:00:54 | |
and I know I cannot reach the chocolate biscuits by myself. | 0:00:54 | 0:00:58 | |
I love to ride the rocking chair... | 0:00:58 | 0:01:00 | |
CREAKING ..as quickly as I can. | 0:01:00 | 0:01:03 | |
Then slowly spin the globe to search for places that I know. | 0:01:03 | 0:01:08 | |
But I cannot wind the ticking clock that stands beside the stair... | 0:01:08 | 0:01:12 | |
TICK TOCK TICK TOCK ..as Grandma keeps the special key. | 0:01:12 | 0:01:16 | |
She must be here somewhere! | 0:01:16 | 0:01:18 | |
I have to climb this ladder to my favourite place. | 0:01:20 | 0:01:24 | |
My own top-secret hideout at the top of Grandma's house. | 0:01:24 | 0:01:28 | |
Full of all the toys she used to play with long ago, | 0:01:28 | 0:01:31 | |
but still I cannot find her. | 0:01:31 | 0:01:34 | |
So I climb back down below. | 0:01:34 | 0:01:36 | |
I haven't got my partner for a dance around the room, | 0:01:38 | 0:01:41 | |
nor anyone to watch me squeeze a snowy cloud of talc. | 0:01:41 | 0:01:45 | |
GIGGLING | 0:01:45 | 0:01:47 | |
I often stop and stare at all the photos on the wall, | 0:01:47 | 0:01:51 | |
but Grandma isn't here to tell me tales about them all. | 0:01:51 | 0:01:55 | |
CLOCK CHIMES | 0:01:55 | 0:01:57 | |
I hurry past the lampstand and the dancing figurines. | 0:01:57 | 0:02:00 | |
I run across the sunroom to the open double doors, | 0:02:00 | 0:02:04 | |
out into the garden through the hedge beneath the tree | 0:02:04 | 0:02:08 | |
towards a kind familiar voice | 0:02:08 | 0:02:10 | |
that's calling out to me. BIRDS TWEET | 0:02:10 | 0:02:13 | |
SIGHING WOOF! WOOF! | 0:02:13 | 0:02:14 | |
Oh, I'm really glad the little girl found her grandma. | 0:02:15 | 0:02:19 | |
What was your favourite room in the house? | 0:02:19 | 0:02:22 | |
Was it the attic, with Grandma's old toys? | 0:02:22 | 0:02:25 | |
Or was it the garden with the tea party ready? | 0:02:25 | 0:02:28 | |
I know which is my favourite. | 0:02:30 | 0:02:32 | |
But now it's time for bed. | 0:02:32 | 0:02:35 | |
I hope you have sweet dreams. | 0:02:35 | 0:02:37 | |
Night-night. I'll see you soon for another bedtime story. | 0:02:37 | 0:02:41 | |
Night-night. | 0:02:41 | 0:02:43 |