ClassX Video Lessons Youtube Channel Vooks Storybooks Learn About Friendship for Kids: Henry and Bea | Storytime
Henry and Bea were the best of friends. They always had fun together and seemed to understand each other without even speaking. But one day, something was different. Henry was quiet and looked sad, and even Bea didn’t know why.
At lunchtime, Henry said, “I’d rather sit by myself.” Bea tried to find out what was wrong, but Henry acted like they weren’t friends. “What did I do?” Bea asked. “Just leave me alone,” Henry replied. Bea felt sad because she missed her friend.
Then, their teacher, Mrs. Birchfield, announced, “This Friday, we are going on a field trip to my family’s farm.” Everyone was excited, except for Henry. “This is going to be great,” Bea said to Henry, but he just mumbled.
On the morning of the field trip, the weather was cold and gray. The class gathered to get on the bus. Henry and Bea didn’t talk much. Bea asked, “Can I sit by you?” Henry shrugged and looked away.
When they arrived at the farm, the class learned how it was run. But Henry still felt sad and wandered off by himself. Bea found him in the barn, sitting in the hayloft.
“I found this,” Henry said, showing Bea an old cat collar. It was worn and dirty. Henry started to cry. “What’s wrong?” Bea asked. “He died last week,” Henry said, wiping his eyes. “Oh,” Bea said softly, “I didn’t know. It’s hard to lose a friend.”
Bea gently gave the collar back to Henry. Suddenly, they heard a loud rumble. “Mrs. Birchfield, we’re up here!” Henry called. “We’re coming!” Bea replied. They climbed down and headed back to the farmhouse.
As they walked, Bea had an idea. “Let’s say goodbye to Buddy,” she said, picking up a small shovel. Henry nodded. They buried the collar and heard the rain start to fall.
The rain poured down as they ran to the farmhouse. Inside, they took off their muddy boots and enjoyed some freshly baked cookies. Henry looked out the window and said, “Maybe we’ll see lightning.” Bea smiled and said, “Or even a rainbow.”
If you love stories, there’s a special app just for you! It’s a safe, ad-free library full of exciting storybooks. Ask a grown-up to help you explore more fun stories like this one. Enjoy the magic of reading!
Friendship Bracelet Craft: Create a friendship bracelet for a friend or family member. Use colorful threads or yarn to make a simple braided bracelet. As you make it, think about what makes your friendship special and what you can do to be a good friend like Bea was to Henry.
Feelings Journal: Start a small journal where you can draw or write about your feelings. Just like Henry felt sad about losing his pet, think about times when you felt happy, sad, or excited. Share your journal with a trusted adult or friend and talk about how you can help each other when you’re feeling down.
Nature Walk and Memory Sharing: Go on a nature walk with a friend or family member. Collect small items like leaves or stones that remind you of a special memory. When you return, share your memories with each other and talk about why those moments are important to you, just like Henry shared his memory of Buddy with Bea.
Here’s a sanitized version of the provided YouTube transcript:
—
Henry and B were always lucky to find someone who understands them, and that’s why they were the best of friends. They always had fun together; it was as if they could tell what the other was thinking without saying a word. Except for one day when Henry seemed quiet and sad. No one, not even B, knew why.
“I’d rather sit by myself,” said Henry at lunchtime. B tried to find out what was the matter, but Henry acted like they weren’t even friends. “What did I do?” asked B. “Just leave me alone,” said Henry, and she did. It was hard on her; she missed her friend.
Then Mrs. Birchfield made an announcement: “This Friday, we are taking a field trip to my family’s farm.” The classroom buzzed with excitement, except for Henry. “This is going to be great,” B turned and said to Henry, but he just mumbled.
The morning of the field trip was cold and gray. The class gathered outside to get onto the bus. Neither Henry nor B spoke much. Henry thought maybe the field trip might make him feel happier.
“Can I sit by you?” B gently asked. “I don’t care,” he huffed, looking the other way. The bus rumbled up to the old farm, rolling past the brightly colored autumn trees as the cows chewed on the dewy morning grass.
The class was given a tour of how the farm was run, but Henry was still having a tough time and wandered off on his own again. When B opened the barn door, the air was musty and dark with old tools and tractors quietly rusting away. She spied Henry in the hayloft and climbed up a little reluctantly.
“I found this,” said Henry without looking at B. It was an old cat collar; the leather strap was tattered and broken, and the dirt from age made the tag hard to read. Henry started to cry. B froze. “What’s wrong?” she asked. “He died last week,” said Henry, wiping his eyes. “Oh,” said B, “I didn’t know. He was such a sweet old cat. It’s hard to lose a friend,” she said quietly.
B gently put the collar back into Henry’s hand. Just then, a loud rumble in the distance cut through the air. “Mrs. Birchfield, we’re up here!” Henry called. “We’re coming!” B responded quickly. Henry rushed to wipe his face. “Everyone needs to come inside; a storm is coming.”
B and Henry climbed down from the hayloft in silence. Then, as they were walking back to the farmhouse, B got an idea. “Wait,” she said to Henry, grabbing a small shovel that was resting on a bench. “Let’s say goodbye to Buddy.” Henry nodded as he wiped away a few remaining tears. He placed the collar in the hole, and together they covered it carefully. They heard the soft sprinkle of rain hitting the dirt.
The dark clouds filled the sky, and the rain started to come down even harder. The rest of the class squealed with excitement as they ran into the farmhouse. Henry and B were the last to make it there, but Henry stopped at the steps. “I won’t say anything,” she said quietly.
They took off their muddy boots and ate some freshly baked cookies. They all chattered about the things they had seen. Henry looked out the window. “Maybe we’ll see lightning,” he mumbled to B through a mouthful of cookie. “That would be so cool,” said B, chomping down on one of her own. “Or even a rainbow.”
If you don’t have books, what are you waiting for? It’s a kid-safe, ad-free library full of so many storybooks that are brought to life. Ask your grown-up and start exploring more fun stories like these. Enjoy the specialties of this app right here!
Thanks for watching! For more stories, try the books app for free today.
—
This version removes any inappropriate or unclear language while maintaining the essence of the story.
