Who's Been Eating My Porridge? CBeebies Bedtime Stories

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CBeebies Bedtime Story.

Hello, I'm Kacey. I'm just looking around the garden

to see if any of the animals are ready to go to bed,

and if they've laid the table ready for breakfast.

I love breakfast, especially porridge, and I know a story

about a bear who feels exactly the same way as me!

Early one morning, Little Bear woke up with a rumble in his tummy.

He crept downstairs as quietly as he could, but when he got

to the kitchen, the porridge pot was nowhere to be seen!

"That's strange!" said Little Bear.

"Mama always leaves it ready for breakfast."

Just then there was a knock at the door.

SHE TAPS THE BENCH

Little Bear lifted the latch and there stood Little Billy Goat Gruff.

"Quick, quick, let's run," bleated Billy,

"he can't have gone very far!"

"What do you mean?" asked Little Bear.

"The porridge monster!" cried Billy. "Look!"

He pointed to huge, porridge-y footsteps leading out of the door.

"It's taken our porridge pot, too!" explained Billy. "Come on!"

So Little Bear and Billy set off to find their porridge.

They hadn't gone far when they met Little Miss Muffet.

"Have you seen our porridge? The porridge monster took it!"

"No, but you can share my curds and whey," said Little Miss Muffet.

Little Bear's tummy rumbled.

"Yes, please," he said, just as...

Ker-plop!

A big hairy spider jumped into Little Miss Muffet's bowl.

"Yummy! Breakfast!" said the spider.

"Eek!" cried everyone else, and they ran away over the hills

and down the lane until they came to Jack's house.

"Have you seen our porridge?" asked Little Bear and Billy.

"The big, hairy porridge monster took it."

"No, but you can have some beans," said Jack.

Little Bear's tummy rumbled.

"Well," he began, when...

Thump! Thump! Thump!

An enormous boot appeared at the top of the beanstalk.

"It's the Giant!" yelped Jack.

"RUN!"

And Little Bear, and Billy, and Little Miss Muffet, and Jack,

ran and ran through the fields and up to the forest where they met

Little Red Riding Hood.

"Have you seen our porridge?" panted Little Bear, and Billy.

"The giant, hairy porridge monster took it."

"No," said Little Red Riding Hood, "but you can have some jam."

Little Bear's tummy rumbled. "Yummy!" he said.

But then...

Yooooo!

A terrible howling came from deep within the forest.

"It's the Big, Bad Wolf!" cried Little Red Riding Hood. "Run!"

So off they all ran, through the forest and down the stream,

straight into The Three Bears, who were coming home from holiday.

"Have you see our porridge?" gasped Little Bear, and Billy.

"The giant, hairy, howling porridge monster took it."

"No, but come and join us for breakfast, dears," said Mother Bear.

Little Bear's tummy rumbled.

"Thanks!" he said, when suddenly...

"Look!" cried Billy, "the footsteps are back!"

"Hmm!" said Father Bear. "They seem to be leading to...

"..my house!"

Little Bear shivered.

"It must be the porridge monster.

"The giant, hairy, howling, hungry porridge monster,

"and it's going to eat us for breakfast!"

Everyone held their breath as Mother Bear reached for the door.

Slowly she turned the handle.

"Come on out, whoever you are!" she cried,

and flung the door open wide to find...Goldilocks!

And pots and pots of steaming, sticky porridge.

"Hooray!" said Goldilocks. "You got the invitations!"

"Yummy!" everyone cried. "It's a porridge party!"

And monster portions of porridge were eaten

until no-one could eat any more.

And Little Bear said...

"Breakfast, at last!"

And that story was called, Who's Been Eating My Porridge?

It's nearly time for bed, so I can look forward

to porridge in the morning, too. It's time for you to go to bed,

and dream of what you might have for breakfast.

Goodnight, sleep tight, see you soon.

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