ClassX Video Lessons Youtube Channel Awnie's House ???? Kids Book Read Aloud: HOW I MET MY MONSTER by Amanda Noll and Howard McWilliam
Hello, my terrific reading friends! It’s Ani. I’m so happy you came to read with me today! Are you ready for a fun story? Have you ever wondered how our friend Ethan met his monster, Gabe? Let’s find out as we read “How I Met My Monster.” If you have a copy, go get it so you can read along with me.
Written by Amanda Noll
Illustrated by Howard McWilliam
One night, Ethan reached under his bed to find his toy truck, but instead, he found a note! It said, “Monsters meet here for final test.” Ethan thought his parents were trying to trick him, so he crumpled the paper and went to play with his truck.
But then, he heard a voice from under the bed saying, “Stop that stomach rumbling! The child will hear you!” Ethan peeked under the bed and saw five pairs of eyes blinking back at him. “Wow, there are monsters under my bed!” he thought.
A long-necked yellow monster came out, followed by four little monsters. The yellow monster seemed to be their teacher. He said, “Rule number two: never block the bed. All of you scoot over!” Ethan watched as the monsters shuffled across his room.
The teacher monster asked, “Who knows rule number three?” A purple monster named Genghis said, “Get a child into bed!” He tried to roar, but it was just a tiny noise. Ethan laughed because it wasn’t scary at all!
Mr. Z, the teacher monster, said, “That was not scary enough, Genghis. You’re not the best monster for this child.” Genghis slunk back under the bed.
Next, a green monster named Gabe looked at Ethan’s toes and started drooling. Ethan quickly jumped into bed so Gabe couldn’t get his feet. Mr. Z said, “Your stomach gurgles seem to be what this child needs, Gabe.”
Then, an orange monster named Morgan tried to make shadow puppets to keep Ethan in bed, but it just made him sneeze! Mr. Z said, “You’re not a match either, Morgan,” and she went back under the bed.
Suddenly, a huge shadow with claws appeared in the room. It was Gabe! Ethan was a little scared but also excited. Gabe was the perfect monster for him!
Gabe said, “People food makes monsters grow. Thanks for the crackers! Got any toes I can munch?” Ethan giggled and hid his toes. He tossed a stuffed monster to Gabe, and they became friends.
Gabe’s snorts and oohs were perfect, and Ethan fell asleep in no time. He finally found the perfect monster in Gabe!
Alright, let’s do some shout-outs! Today I’m sending them out to:
Hello, my good friends! I am 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!
Create Your Own Monster: Use your imagination to design your very own monster friend, just like Ethan’s monster, Gabe. Gather some art supplies like paper, crayons, markers, and stickers. Think about what your monster would look like. Does it have big eyes or tiny ones? Is it colorful or just one color? Draw your monster and give it a name. Share your monster with your family and tell them what makes it special!
Monster Hide and Seek: Just like Ethan found monsters under his bed, let’s play a game of hide and seek with your monster toy or drawing. Ask a family member to hide your monster somewhere in the house. Then, go on a monster hunt to find it! This game helps you practice observation skills and think about where your monster might be hiding. After you find it, switch roles and hide the monster for someone else to find.
Bedtime Monster Stories: Before going to bed, think about what kind of adventures your monster might have. With the help of a parent or guardian, write a short story about your monster’s nighttime adventures. Does it help you fall asleep like Gabe did for Ethan? Or does it go on exciting adventures while you sleep? Share your story with your family and maybe even act it out with your monster toy!
Sure! Here’s a sanitized version of the transcript:
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Hello, my terrific reading friends! It’s Ani. I have a little bit of allergies today, so my voice might sound a little funny, but I am so happy you came to read with me! If you want to stay up to date on my newest videos, ask Mom or Dad to click that subscribe button and make sure to watch all the way through because I’m going to do some shout-outs at the end. Are you ready for a story? Have you ever wondered how our friend Ethan met his monster, Gabe? Let’s find out as we read “How I Met My Monster.” If you have a copy, go get it so you can read along with me.
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**How I Met My Monster**
Written by Amanda Knoll
Illustrated by Howard McWilliam
One night, when I reached under the bed for my truck, I found this note instead:
From the office of Mr. Z: Monsters meet here for final test.
My parents were obviously trying to trick me into staying in bed. I didn’t believe in monsters, so I crumpled the paper, grabbed my truck, and zipped over to my garage. I heard some creaking and rumbling, but I wasn’t scared; our house always made noises at night. But then a voice under the bed scolded, “Stop that stomach rumbling! The child will hear you!”
If this was part of my parents’ trick, it was pretty cool. I peered into the inky blackness, and five pairs of eyes blinked back. “See? Now he knows we’re here,” the voice said. “One of you has broken monster rule number one: maintain the element of surprise.”
“This is no trick,” I thought. There are monsters under my bed! A long-necked yellow monster slid out, followed by four little monsters. “Rule number two,” the yellow one instructed, “never block the bed. All of you scoot over!” I realized that one must be their teacher. I sat up straight, mesmerized by the monster parade shuffling across my bedroom.
“That’s better,” the teacher monster said. “Access to the bed is clear. Now, who knows rule number three?” The purple monster teetered on his tiptoes and gurgled, “Get a child into bed!”
“That’s correct, Genghis. And how would you do that?”
“Well, Mr. Z, I would roar my scariest roar!”
“All right, give it a go!” Genghis took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and let out a tiny bloop. Stomach rumbling would have a better chance of getting me into bed than that funny little noise!
I laughed. “The child is right,” said Mr. Z, shaking his head. “That was not sufficiently scary, Genghis. I’m sorry, you’re not the best monster for this child.” There was some creaking as Genghis slunk beneath the bed. Before I could investigate where Genghis had gone, Mr. Z asked, “Now, who wants to try to get the child into bed?”
The orange monster looked at the ceiling, and the red monster looked at the floor. Only the green one looked at me first. He stared at my toes and started drooling. Then he took a step toward me, and I heard that rumbling noise again. I sprang into bed so he couldn’t get my feet.
Mr. Z blinked. “Very unconventional, Gabe. Your stomach gurgles seem to be what this child needs.”
What I needed was to make sure this little green monster didn’t eat my toes! “Right, you three. The child is now in bed,” said Mr. Z. “Every monster knows the ultimate objective is rule number four. Who can tell me what that is?”
The orange monster bounced and squeaked, “Oh, oh! Keep the child in bed until it falls asleep!”
“Correct, Morgan. And how would you accomplish that?”
“Shadow puppets!” she squeaked again. Gabe whistled through his nose and snickered, but Mr. Z said, “Interesting idea. Try it.”
Morgan hopped onto my night table and flailed her arms near my lamp. Silly shadows blobbed onto the wall, and a cloud of fluffy fur tickled my nose. “Huh, you—Morgan, stop at once!” Mr. Z ordered. “You’re supposed to scare him, not make him sneeze!”
“I’m sorry, but you’re not a match either,” Morgan’s arms flopped to her sides, and she scuttled under my bed. There was some more creaking, and Morgan was gone. After all that sneezing, I really needed a tissue.
Suddenly, a huge shadow with uncut claws loomed across my room. Awesome, I thought, and kind of scary. I froze in place. “Powerful performance, Gabe,” said Mr. Z, “but do either of you see a problem?”
“Oh, I know!” chirped the red monster. “That child is out of bed again!”
“Correct, Abigail,” Mr. Z continued, “and one of you must get him back in. Let’s revisit rule number one: maintain the element of surprise.”
All at once, poof! The monsters vanished. Then I heard more rumbling. Were they hiding in my closet, making noises to scare me? No, it was only my stomach grumbling. All this excitement was making me hungry!
I tiptoed past the closet and peeked out the door. So far, so good—no monsters. Then I stepped over the squeaky stair and sneaked down to the kitchen. As I reached into the pantry, I heard some chattering behind me. I sure hoped it wasn’t that tough-loving Gabe! I yanked open the fridge. It wasn’t Gabe; it was just the red monster shimmering on the shelf.
“Found you!” I laughed.
“Nice try, Abigail,” said Mr. Z, “but this isn’t working. You’re not the right monster for this child.”
“But Mr. Z,” she whined, “it’s not my fault he’s not scared of me!”
“I’m sorry, Abigail. Let’s go.” Abigail clomped behind Mr. Z. When I heard the creaking, I knew she was gone. I grabbed some crackers and headed upstairs, wondering if Gabe was gone too. I munched all the way down the hall, then went into the bathroom to brush my teeth.
When I opened the door a minute later, Gabe was definitely not gone. He was right there, and he was huge! I charged into my room and slammed the door. When I leaped into bed, I knew my toes were safe. I was surprised to hear breathing under my bed—ragged breathing and stomach rumbling.
“Hey, kid,” Gabe growled. “Good to see ya!” I pulled my covers up tight. “Now, if you don’t mind, I’d like to start the evening with an ominous puddle.” A drool peeked over the edge of the bed. Green ooze spread soundlessly from underneath. Then the bed quivered as Gabe unfurled his spiked tail.
“Wow, this looks quite promising,” Mr. Z noted. When I heard more creaking, I knew Mr. Z was gone. I was alone with Gabe. Gabe loomed over my bed and began sharpening his uncut claws on my bedpost.
“How’d you get so big?” I gasped.
“Rule number five, my friends,” he explained. “People food makes monsters grow. So thanks for the crackers! Got any toes I can munch?”
I scrunched in my feet so Gabe couldn’t get them. This was way better than playing with trucks! “No toys tonight, but you can have this,” I offered, tossing a stuffed monster off the bed.
“Gabe, go for it!” His soft, comforting snorts filled the room as he snuffled the toy. I shivered. “Kid, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”
No other monster can scare me like you! I giggled. Gabe was the monster for me. His snorts and oohs were perfect. Oh, I yawned, then shivered again. I was asleep in no time. He may have had to go through a few different monsters, but Ethan finally found the perfect one in Gabe.
Alright, let’s do some shout-outs! Today I’m sending them out to:
– River in Palmdale, California
– Alexa and Ivory Donohue in Katy, Texas
– Zia in Sacramento, California
– Ava Joleen Coy in Newport, North Carolina
– Luna in Kingsport, Tennessee
– Rory and Ezra in Littleton, Colorado
– Logan in Morgan Hill, California
– Mikhail and Micah Jr. in Selma, Alabama
– Annabel and Jaden in Lake Geneva, Wisconsin
– Ariel and Leia in Columbus, Ohio
Hello, my good friends! I am 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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