ClassX Video Lessons Youtube Channel Awnie's House ???? Kids Book Read Aloud: I’M NOT JUST A SCRIBBLE… by Diane Alber
Hi there, friends! Today, we’re going to have a fun story time together. I’m Annie, and I’m visiting my grandchildren. Let’s meet them!
This is Callie. She’s two years old, but soon she’ll have a birthday! And here’s Blake. He’s seven years old now. Blake, can you tell us what book we’re reading today?
“I’m Not Just a Scribble!” Blake says. If you have your own copy, you can read along with us!
This story is about a little Scribble. Scribble is made of lines that wiggle and swirl. Sometimes, he’s small with tiny loops, and other times, he’s tall with big swirls. Scribble loves all kinds of colors like green, blue, and even crazy colors! Choosing bright colors makes him feel happy and free.
One day, Scribble went for a walk and found a house. He said, “Hello! It’s a great day to play!” But the house had never seen anything like Scribble before. It was curious but grumpy and asked, “What are you?”
Scribble said, “I’m just a scribble. Is that okay?” But the house said, “No, you don’t look right. Your lines are messy, and your colors are too bright.”
Scribble felt sad and a tear rolled down his face. But he decided not to be upset and kept walking.
Scribble soon met the sun and clouds. They said, “Your lines are too messy. Go back home.” Scribble was mad and said, “Being different isn’t bad. My colors are special, and my lines are fine. We could have fun together!”
The sun and clouds talked and decided it might be fun to have a new friend. They didn’t want to be mean to Scribble.
The next day, Scribble was surprised! All the drawings wanted to play with him. Even Rainbow, who never came by, was there!
The clouds said, “We’re sorry. Please come play with us.” Scribble was happy and forgave them. They all played together with colors like blue, purple, green, and yellow. They made beautiful art!
In this story, the house, sun, and clouds learned not to judge Scribble by how he looked. When they accepted him, they created amazing art together. It’s a great lesson for us all!
Let’s say hello to some friends around the world:
Hello to all of you! I hope you enjoyed our story today. See you next time!
Create Your Own Scribble Art: Gather some crayons, markers, or colored pencils and a piece of paper. Encourage the children to create their own scribble art using different colors and shapes. Ask them to think about how their scribble makes them feel. Is it happy, excited, or maybe a little silly? Once they finish, have them share their artwork with the class and describe their scribble’s personality, just like Scribble in the story.
Scribble’s Adventure Walk: Take the children on a short walk around the classroom or playground. Ask them to imagine they are Scribble, exploring a new place. Encourage them to notice different shapes and colors around them. Can they find something that looks like a scribble? How do they think Scribble would feel in this new environment? This activity helps them connect the story to the real world and observe their surroundings creatively.
Discussion Time – Being Different is Special: Gather the children in a circle and discuss how Scribble felt when others didn’t accept him at first. Ask questions like, “How do you think Scribble felt when the house and clouds didn’t want to play with him?” and “Why is it important to accept others who are different from us?” Encourage them to share times when they felt different and how they were able to make friends by being themselves.
Sure! Here’s a sanitized version of the transcript:
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Hello, my reading friends! It’s Annie, and today I’m not at my house; I’m visiting some of my grandchildren, and I’m so excited for you to meet them! Let’s introduce them right now.
What’s your name?
Callie.
And how old are you?
Okay, two.
And how old are you going to be pretty soon?
She’s having a birthday in two weeks!
What about you? You might remember this guy from Pingo. Do you want to reintroduce yourself to our friends?
Yep! Okay, my name is Blake.
And how old are you now, Blake?
I’m seven years old.
He was younger when we did Pingo; he’s grown up a bit.
Okay, Blake, tell them what book we’re going to read today.
I’m Not Just a Scribble. If you have your own copy, should they go get it?
Yes!
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I’m Not Just a Scribble, written and illustrated by Diane Alber. This is a story about Scribble, whose lines would cross and wiggle. Tiny loops would start him small; bigger swirls would make him tall. He could be shades of green or baby blue, even crazy colors—he loved them too! Choosing bright colors made him feel free; you never knew which one he would be.
Then one day, Scribble took a short walk where he found a house and stopped to talk.
“Hello,” said Scribble. “It’s such a great day! I thought I’d come over and we could all play.”
The house had never seen anything like Scribble before, but it was curious enough to find out a bit more. So, even though it was grumpy and didn’t want to play, it still managed to grunt, “What are you, anyway?”
Scribble was confused and didn’t know what to say, so he said to the house, “I’m just a scribble. Is that okay?”
“It’s not okay,” said the house. “You don’t look right; your lines aren’t straight and your colors are too bright.”
“The color is fun,” Scribble said. “I can show you why. Just give me a chance; please let me try.”
“No,” said the house. “You cannot stay; you’re nothing like me. Now go away.”
Hearing those words made Scribble so sad. A tear ran down his face; he felt really bad. “I won’t be upset,” he proclaimed that day, so he changed his colors and went on his way.
He continued his walk and soon found the sun along with the clouds, and they could all have some fun. They saw him coming and told him to stop. “Your lines are too messy, and we don’t have a mop. Turn around, little Scribble; go back to your home, please just go away.”
“But you’re not being nice!” Scribble shouted, quite mad. “The fact that I’m different doesn’t make me so bad. My colors are special, and my lines are just fine. If you give me a chance, we could have a great time!”
Should we ask him to play? They huddled to discuss. “It’s more fun with friends; it’s usually just us.” And although they were worried this wouldn’t work out, being mean to Scribble wasn’t what they were about.
Scribble was surprised at what he saw the next day. All the drawings were there, and they wanted to play. Even Rainbow showed up, and he never came by. He was standing right there near the sun in the sky.
“We’re so sorry,” said the clouds as they held back their tears. “Please come play,” said the house. “We haven’t had fun in years.”
“I forgive you!” Scribble shouted as he did a happy dance. They were so grateful he gave them another chance.
Scribble gathered up his colors and played with everyone—blue, purple, green, and yellow. It was all so much fun! Look what they created when they finally came together; the art was so beautiful, and it was better than ever.
It was so much fun for me to be able to introduce you to a couple more of my grandkids. I just love when they help me with my stories. In today’s book, I was glad that the house, sun, and clouds learned not to judge Scribble by the way he looked. Once they accepted him as their friend, they were able to create beautiful works of art together. It’s a great lesson for all of us to remember.
Okay, let’s do some shout-outs today! They’re going out to:
– Ezra and Julian in Calabasas, California
– Camilla and Liam in New Jersey
– Matilda and Harry in Vancouver, Canada
– CJ in the Philippines
– Cecilia, Emmett, and Genevieve in St. Louis, Missouri
– Jack in Queensland, Australia
– Aiden, Landon, and Riley in Pennsylvania
– Clara and Gilbert in Arizona
– Haley Elizabeth in Denton, Texas
– Adelaide and Oliver in Canada
Hello to you all! I just love our great big international reading family. I hope you enjoyed our story today. See you next time!
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