Sandcastle Skittles Driver Dan's Story Train

All aboard!

It's Driver Dan's Story Train!

-Hello, everyone!

-Hello, Driver Dan!

# Which of our friends are we going to see?

# Which of our friends do you think it will be?

# Climb aboard and travel with me

# All aboard the Story Train! #

All aboard the Story Train!

Twinkle, have you spotted someone? I can't see who it is. Can you?

-CHILDREN:

-There's a bucket and spade.

-And sand.

Sweetie. There's Sweetie and Precious.

They're making sand castles.

You're right. It's Sweetie and Precious.

THUD! THUD!

Hmm. The Story Train's engine doesn't sound right, does it?

Let's go and say hello

and I'll check what's making that strange noise.

Fill it up.

Turn it out.

BOTH: Knock it down.

-Hee-hee.

-Hee-hee.

Look, it's the Story Train.

Ooh, its engine doesn't sound right.

Hello, Dan. What was that rumbly noise from the engine?

And a boinging noise too. Is the Story Train all right?

Hello, you two. Hmm. I'm not sure.

A boinging, rumbly noise.

Ooh, can we help?

Thanks, but I don't think so.

Carry on making your sand castles. I'll take a look.

Oh, yes. Come on, Precious.

Fill it up, turn it out...

Knock them down. Woohoo!

Let's make a long line,

then we can knock them all down and build some more.

Good idea.

Hee hee.

Ooh!

Hee hee.

-THUD!

-Ow!

-Hello, Sweetie.

-Hello.

Ah, there it is.

Is this your ball?

I was playing Tallulah's trunky-taily flicks

and it rolled away. Would you like to play?

Mmm. Yes, please.

I'll teach you how to do it. Watch this.

Trunky-taily flick!

Ha ha. That's funny, but my tail is only little

and I don't have a trunk.

-Ha ha.

-Hee hee.

Another few are ready, Sweetie. Sweetie?

Oh, where are you?

Hmm. Rumbly? Hmm. Boingy?

Oh, what's this? Aha!

HONK!

Sorry, Twinkle. And another. And another!

Looks like we've found the cause of the strange noises.

How many more balls are in here?

CHILDREN: One, two, three, four, five, six.

Six. You counted six. Ha ha. And I think there are more.

I can't see her. Where has Sweetie gone? Hmm.

Tallulah, can you do the Sweetie sky-high fly kick?

Whoops!

Ooh, you're not playing sand castles any more?

I want to play with the ball now.

It's fun. Why don't you play too?

I wanted to make more sand castles with you.

Oh.

Sweetie, I thought you wanted to play with the ball.

Ooh, I want to play with the ball AND play sand castles too.

I wish I could play both games.

-DRIVER DAN:

-Look out!

Aha!

Sorry.

Ha ha. Fill it up.

Turn it out.

Knock them down.

BOTH: Yay!

Your turn, Tallulah. I'll fill one up.

And I'll knock them down.

This is a great game, Sweetie.

We can all play sand castles and play ball at the same time.

I'm going to call it sand castle skittles.

Ooh.

Oops. Look out!

Oh, not again. Sorry.

Ha ha. Good throw, Driver Dan.

Dan, you're so good at sand castle skittles.

Am I? I don't think I've ever played sand castle skittles.

ALL: Yes, you have.

Oh, if you say so.

Oh, so many balls. These were all loose in the engine.

A box of Loopy's balls had fallen over and gone everywhere.

Is that what the noise in the Story Train was?

Yup. Boinging balls,

but now it's all sorted out and the Story Train is ready to go.

Who wants to come aboard?

Yay! It's story time.

We're all hooked up, Twinkle.

Are we ready to go?

Tweet! Tweet!

Are you ready too? Then let's go.

CHILDREN: All aboard the Story Train.

It's time for a story. It could be about playing games.

Like football. A boinging story. Yeah!

-Hee hee.

-Hee hee.

Who's ready for a story?

I am. Is it a sandpit story?

I was thinking maybe... Aha!

I know the book. Is everyone settled down and ready to listen?

-I'm ready, Dan.

-Story time.

And you, sitting comfy and ready to listen?

CHILDREN: Ready, Dan.

This story is called Little Crab.

It was written by Art Taylor and the pictures are by Tania Hurt-Newton.

"I'm fed up," said Little Crab. "Really, really fed up."

"Whatever is the matter?" asked Lobster.

"The sun is setting on the shiny sea,

"the shiny sea is washing on the shore and..."

"Exactly," said Little Crab with a snippety-snip of his crabby claws.

"Shiny sea washing on the shore

"and washy waves washing my lovely sand castle house away.

"Now I have nowhere to sleep."

"Try over there," said Lobster pointing to the rock pool.

We could make him a brand new sand castle house.

So Little Crab went snippety-clip down to the rock pool.

"I'll try over there," said Little Crab,

skipping over to where the wavy anemones lived.

"They look cosy," thought Little Crab and nestled in.

"Ooh. Hee hee. Ha ha," giggled Little Crab

as the tentacles tickled him.

This isn't cosy. It's too tickly.

"I'll try over there," said Little Crab,

skipping over to where the starfish made their sandy beds.

"They look cosy," thought Little Crab and nestled in.

"Aah-aah-aah choo," sneezed Little Crab

as the sand went up his nose.

"This isn't cosy. It's too sneezy.

"I'll try over there," said Little Crab,

skipping over to...

snap, clap, clap, clop!

"Go away," shouted the clamshell.

Little Crab jumped.

"Oh, my. This isn't cosy. It's too snappy."

Poor Little Crab. He can't find a place to stay.

"There's nowhere here to sleep," said Little Crab

and slowly started to clamber out of the rock pool.

Swoosh went a wave. Sploosh went Little Crab back into the rock pool.

Little Crab landed in a lovely big, shiny shell.

"Oh, cosy," said Little Crab.

"Not tickly, not sneezy and not snappy.

"A totally perfect place."

The end. Well, wasn't that a good, snippy, tickly story?

I love the seaside.

There's lots of sand.

To make lots and lots of sand castles.

Now it's your turn. Which bit did you like best?

Come on, it's time to show me the story.

'I'm walking like a crab.'

'I've got clippy claws.'

'Clippy-snippy.'

'We're waving our long, wavy arms.'

'We're waving in the water.'

'We're being clams. Clap, clap, clap.'

'I'm a snapping clam.'

'We're moving like a starfish.'

'That's too sneezy. Atchoo!'

'Whoosh! The wave has washed us into the rock pool.'

'We're in the rock pool.'

'I love Little Crab's new shell.'

Well done, everyone. That was a lot of fun.

In the end, it didn't matter

that Little Crab had his sand castle washed away.

Because he found a lovely new shell to live in.

In the rock pool.

Little Crab would have liked all our sand castles.

He could play sand castle skittles with us.

-Fill them up.

-Turn them out.

And knock them down.

But now it's time to go, everybody. All aboard!

ALL: All aboard the Story Train.

Bye, everyone. It's time to go,

but let's come back soon because we all love stories.

CHILDREN: Bye, Driver Dan. Bye.

I like stories about the seaside.

I like fishy ones.

I like stories about frogs.

My favourites are funny ones.