ClassX Video Lessons Youtube Channel Vooks Storybooks Animated Read Aloud Kids Book: Up in the Garden, Down in the Dirt
Up in the garden, I stand with seeds in my hands and dreams in my head. The spring sun melts the snow, and the wind whistles through the old plants. My rain boots squish in the mud. “It’s not quite time,” Nana says. Down in the dirt, things need to dry out and warm up.
“What’s down there?” I ask. Down in the dirt, earthworms and insects are busy digging and stirring the soil. They’re already hard at work!
Up in the garden, we snap old stalks and gather weeds for the chickens. We spread compost over the soil to help it grow. Down in the dirt, pill bugs munch on last year’s leaves. When I poke them gently, they roll up tight like little armored balls!
Up in the garden, it’s time to plant. I make a line in the soil with my finger and sprinkle seeds in a row. “Give them a drink,” Nana says. We pat them down to snuggle in the dark. Down in the dirt, a tomato hornworm waits for wings and leaves to lay her eggs.
Up in the garden, carrot plants sprout, pea blossoms bloom, and bees visit with pollen on their legs. I pull weeds in the hot sun, and even Nana looks for shade. Down in the dirt, earthworms tunnel deep where it’s cool and damp.
Up in the garden, a rain shower comes. Nana sprays me with the hose, and I hide behind cucumber vines, but I still get wet! I laugh and shiver in the rain. Down in the dirt, water soaks deep, and roots drink it up while a spider walks over the streams.
Up in the garden, there’s so much to eat! Ladybugs munch on aphids, Nana eats green beans, and I bite into a warm, juicy tomato. Down in the dirt, a robin finds a cricket and a beetle to eat.
Up in the garden, we pick cucumbers and zucchini as the sun sets. Bats fly through the sunflowers, and I pick June bugs from the basil. Down in the dirt, skunks dig for cutworms while I sleep.
Up in the garden, a praying mantis hunts mosquitoes. Nana sprays away aphids, and I chase grasshoppers. Down in the dirt, a garter snake enjoys its supper.
Up in the garden, the wind cools, pumpkins turn orange, and sunflowers bow. Nana ties them together to make a reading house. Down in the dirt, a spider spins her web to catch moths at night.
Up in the garden, leaves cover the squash vines, and we know the cold is coming. We hurry to harvest and share with neighbors. Down in the dirt, ants gather food for cooler days.
Up in the garden, frost decorates the leaves, and egg sacs wait for warmth to return. We say goodbye and cover the garden for winter. Down in the dirt, beetles burrow, and earthworms curl up as Grandpa calls us in for soup under the autumn moon.
Up in the garden, dry corn stalks shake in the wind, and it smells like winter. But the garden dreams of sunshine and blossoms, waiting for spring to come again.
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Garden Detective: Go on a garden adventure! With a grown-up, explore a garden or a park. Look for different plants, insects, and animals. Can you find earthworms or pill bugs? What are they doing? Draw a picture of what you see and share it with your class. Talk about how these creatures help the garden grow.
Plant Your Own Seeds: Try planting seeds at home! Use a small pot or a section of your garden. Plant seeds like beans or sunflowers. Water them and watch them grow over time. Keep a journal to draw and write about how your plant changes each week. What do you notice about the soil and the creatures around your plant?
Weather Watcher: Become a weather detective! Observe how different weather affects the garden. On a sunny day, notice how the plants look and feel. What happens when it rains? How do the plants and soil change? Draw a picture of the garden in different weather conditions and discuss how weather helps the garden grow.
Here’s a sanitized version of the provided YouTube transcript:
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[Music] Up in the garden and down in the dirt. [Music] Up in the garden, I stand and plan, my hands full of seeds and my head full of dreams. Spring sun shines down to melt the sleepy snow, wind whistles through last year’s plants, and mud sucks at my rain boots. It’s not quite time, Nana says. Down in the dirt, things need to dry out and warm up.
What’s down there, I ask. Down in the dirt is a whole busy world of earthworms and insects digging and building and stirring up soil. They’re already working down in the dirt. [Music]
Up in the garden, we snap brittle stalks, scoop rusty armfuls, and wheel away weeds for the chickens while they squabble and scratch. We spread compost over the soil. [Music] Down in the dirt, pill bugs chew through last year’s leaves. I give a gentle poke; they roll up tight and hide in plated suits of armor, rolly polies. [Music]
Up in the garden, it’s time to plant. I trail a furrow with my finger and sprinkle seeds in a careful row. Give them a drink, Nana says. We pat them down to snuggle in the dark. Down in the dirt, a tomato hornworm rests, waiting for wings and the leaves where she’ll lay her eggs. [Music]
Up in the garden, carrot plants sprout, pea blossoms bloom, wasps are on the prowl, and honeybees visit, legs loaded with pollen. I weed and wilt in the strong sun; even Nana looks for shade. Down in the dirt, earthworms tunnel deep. I’m jealous of their cool, damp dark.
Up in the garden, a rain shower—Nana turns the hose on me. [Music] I hide behind the cucumber vines, but their leaves can’t save me. I shiver and laugh, drenched in Nana’s rain. Down in the dirt, water soaks deep, roots drink it in, and a long-legged spider stilt walks over the streams.
Up in the garden, there’s so much to eat. Ladybugs feast on aphids, Nana crunches green beans, and I bite a ripe tomato, warm from the sun; juice dribbles down my chin. Down in the dirt, a robin’s beak finds a cricket, a beetle, a grub; slugs are scrumptious too. [Music]
Up in the garden, we pick cucumbers and zucchini, harvesting into the dark. Bats swoop through the sunflowers, and I pluck June bugs from the basil until it’s time for bed. Down in the dirt, skunks work the night shift; they snuffle and dig and gobble cutworms while I sleep.
Up in the garden, a praying mantis wakes to hunt mosquitoes. Nana sprays away the aphids, and I’m after grasshoppers, ready to swoosh, but snap! Someone else is faster. Down in the dirt, a smooth, shining garter snake crunches on supper.
Up in the garden, the wind grows cool; pumpkins blush orange, and sunflowers bow to September. Nana ties them together to build a house for reading. Down in the dirt, an orb weaver spins her web, strand by silken strand; she’ll munch on moths tonight.
Up in the garden, colored leaves litter the squash vines, and we know the cold is coming. Hurry, hurry, and harvest—there’s enough for the neighbors too. [Music] Down in the dirt, frantic ants gather what we leave behind; they’re storing food for cooler days. [Laughter]
Up in the garden, frost draws lace on leftover leaves where secret egg sacs hang, waiting for the warm to return. We say goodbye and spread the winter blankets. Down in the dirt, beetles burrow and scurry home; earthworms curl tight in the dark when Grandpa calls us in for soup, and the autumn moon is rising.
Up in the garden, dry corn stalks tremble, and the wind smells like winter, but the long, ripe days of summer still rest in the garden beds. The ladybugs and bumblebees, earthworms and ants are hunkered down, hiding, biding their time, dreaming of sunshine and blossoms and sprouts under the bare arms of trees and the blanketing snow. A whole new garden sleeps down in the dirt.
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