ClassX Video Lessons Youtube Channel Awnie's House ???????? Kids Book Read Aloud: THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS by Clement C. Moore and Tomie dePaola
Hello, my wonderful reading friends! Are you ready for a magical Christmas story? Today, we’re going to read a special book called “The Night Before Christmas.” It’s a classic story with beautiful pictures that make it even more fun!
It was the night before Christmas, and everything was quiet in the house. Not even a tiny mouse was making a sound. The stockings were hung by the fireplace, waiting for Santa Claus to come and fill them with goodies.
The children were snuggled in their beds, dreaming of yummy treats like sugar plums. Mama and Papa were also ready for a good night’s sleep.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside! Papa jumped out of bed to see what was happening. He ran to the window and looked out. The moon was shining brightly on the snow, making everything look like daytime.
Guess what he saw? A tiny sleigh and little reindeer! And who was driving it? It was Santa Claus, also known as Saint Nick!
Santa’s reindeer were flying fast, and he called them by their names: “Now Dasher, now Dancer, now Prancer and Vixen, on Comet, on Cupid, on Donder and Blitzen!” They flew up to the roof, carrying a sleigh full of toys.
Papa heard the reindeer landing on the roof. Their little hooves made a prancing sound.
Then, down the chimney came Santa Claus! He was dressed in warm, furry clothes, and he had a big bag of toys on his back. His eyes twinkled, and he had rosy cheeks and a jolly smile.
Santa didn’t say a word. He filled all the stockings with toys and treats. Then, with a nod and a wink, he went back up the chimney.
Santa jumped into his sleigh and whistled to his reindeer. They flew away into the night sky, and as they left, Santa called out, “Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
Wasn’t that a fun story? I hope you enjoyed reading about Santa and his magical night. Remember, no matter where you are, we can always enjoy stories together. See you next time!
Reindeer Names Memory Game: Let’s play a fun memory game with Santa’s reindeer names! Gather your friends or family and take turns trying to remember all the reindeer names in order. You can start by saying “Dasher,” and the next person says “Dasher, Dancer,” and so on. See how many names you can remember together! This game helps you practice your memory skills and learn the names of Santa’s special helpers.
Create Your Own Christmas Stocking: Use paper, crayons, and stickers to design your very own Christmas stocking. Think about what colors and decorations you want to use. Once you’re done, hang your stocking somewhere special in your home. Imagine what treats Santa might leave for you! This activity helps you express your creativity and think about the tradition of hanging stockings for Santa.
Observe the Night Sky: On a clear night, go outside with an adult and look up at the sky. Can you see the moon and stars? Imagine Santa and his reindeer flying across the sky. What do you think it would look like? Draw a picture of what you imagine. This activity encourages you to observe the world around you and use your imagination to connect with the story.
Here’s a sanitized version of the YouTube transcript:
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This book is being read with permission from Peachtree Publishing Incorporated.
Hello, my fabulous reading friends! It’s Ani. Thank you for coming to read with me. If you want to stay up to date on my newest videos, make sure to subscribe and be sure to watch all the way through because I’m going to do some shout-outs at the end.
Are you ready for a Christmas story? Today we have one of my favorite classics illustrated by one of my favorite illustrators. It’s called “The Night Before Christmas.” If you have a copy, go get it so you can read along with me.
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**The Night Before Christmas** by Clement C. Moore, illustrated by Tommy de Paula.
It was the night before Christmas when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care in hopes that Saint Nicholas soon would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds while visions of sugar plums danced in their heads. And Mama in her kerchief and I in my cap had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash to open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow gave the luster of midday to objects below. When what to my wandering eyes should appear but a miniature sleigh and tiny reindeer, with a little old driver so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be Saint Nick.
More rapid than eagles his courses they came, and he whistled and shouted and called them by name: “Now Dasher, now Dancer, now Prancer and Vixen, on Comet, on Cupid, on Donder and Blitzen! To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall! Now dash away, dash away, dash away all!”
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As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky, so up to the house top the coursers they flew with a sleigh full of toys and Saint Nicholas too. And then in a twinkling I heard on the roof the prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
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As I drew in my head and was turning around, down the chimney Saint Nicholas came with a bound. He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot, and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot. A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, and he looked like a peddler just opening his pack. His eyes, how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry. His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, and the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of his pipe he held tight in his teeth, and the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath. He had a broad face and a little round belly that shook when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, and I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself. A wink of his eye and a twist of his head soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread. He spoke not a word but went straight to his work and filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk. And laying a finger aside of his nose and giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, and away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight, “Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
I just love that classic Christmas poem!
All right, let’s do some shout-outs today. I’m sending them out to:
– Andres Saladonian in California
– Carter in Phoenix
– Watterson in Haines City, Florida
– Melek Abdon in Kazakhstan
– Elena and Celine in South Florida
– Indigo in the Philippines
– Axel, Ansel, and Allison in California
– Ava Guyer on Long Island, New York
– Camilla Tentery in Tucson, Arizona
– Sophie and Elise in Atlanta, Georgia
– Maddie and Jack in Pendleton, Indiana
Hello, my wonderful reading friends! I’m so happy that we all get to read together no matter where in the world we live. I hope you enjoyed our story today. See you next time!
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This version maintains the essence of the original transcript while removing any informal or potentially inappropriate language.
