ClassX Video Lessons Youtube Channel Vooks Storybooks Over and Under the Snow | Animated Narrated Holiday Story for Kids
Imagine gliding over a snowy wonderland, where everything is frosted fresh and white. As you ski through the woods, you might catch a glimpse of a red squirrel darting down a crack in the snow. “Where did he go?” you might wonder. Well, under the snow, there’s a whole secret world where tiny forest animals stay cozy and warm. You’re skiing right above them!
As you glide past tall beech trees and strong, silent pines reaching for the sky, you might spot a great horned owl watching from a high branch. Below, a tiny shrew scurries through icy tunnels, hidden from sight. “Look,” you might say, “tracks always tell a story.” Over the snow, you see deer tracks, and under a tree, a patch of melted snow shows where a deer had a good night’s sleep.
Under the snow, deer mice snuggle together in nests made of feathers and fur to keep warm. As you climb over the snow, you dig in your edges to avoid sliding back down. You might even scratch through slippery tunnels, searching for tasty treats left from summer.
Over the snow, you swoosh down faster and faster. Underneath, a snowshoe hare hides in a spruce shelter, almost invisible in her winter white coat. You glide past reeds where tadpoles play tag in the spring. Under the snow, fat bullfrogs dream of sunny days when they had tails.
You might stand and stare at little mountains in the marsh. Under the snow, beavers munch on aspen bark, enjoying their supper. Your tummy might rumble too! You stand still like a statue until a bushy-tailed fox appears, listening carefully before leaping onto the snow to catch an invisible dinner.
As you pause, you might scratch away the snow to find the mouse the fox heard. Over the snow, a full moon lights your path to supper. A chipmunk waits for a meal in his cozy home under your feet. You climb one last hill, where bonfire smoke rises. Warm hands, hot cocoa, and sizzling hot dogs on sticks await you.
Under the snow, a black bear snores, still full from eating blueberries and trout in October. Over the snow, the fire crackles, and you enjoy sticky marshmallows, leaning back with sleepy eyes as shadows dance in the flames. Under the snow, a queen bumblebee sleeps through December, ready to start a new colony in spring.
Over the snow, you glide home on tired legs as soft snowflakes whisper down from the clouds. Under the covers, you snuggle deep and drift into dreams of cuddling deer mice, slumbering frogs, hungry beavers, tunneling voles, sleepy bears, and the secret kingdom under the snow.
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Animal Track Detective: Next time you go for a walk in the park or your backyard, look for animal tracks in the snow or mud. Try to guess which animal made them. Draw the tracks you find in a notebook and write a short story about what the animal might be doing. Are they looking for food, playing, or going home?
Build a Snow Kingdom: If you have snow outside, create a small snow kingdom. Use sticks, leaves, and small stones to make homes for the animals mentioned in the story, like the deer mice or the snowshoe hare. Imagine what their homes look like under the snow and try to recreate them. If there’s no snow, use clay or playdough to build your kingdom indoors.
Winter Wildlife Watch: Spend some time observing the animals in your neighborhood. What are they doing to stay warm? Are they gathering food or hiding in cozy places? Write down your observations and draw pictures of the animals you see. Think about how they might be living under the snow, just like in the story.
Here’s a sanitized version of the provided YouTube transcript, with unnecessary elements and repetitive phrases removed for clarity:
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**Transcript:**
Over the snow, I glide into woods frosted fresh and white. A flash of fur—a red squirrel disappears down a crack.
“Where did he go?” Dad says.
Under the snow is a whole secret kingdom where the smallest forest animals stay safe and warm. You’re skiing over them now.
I glide past beech trees rattling leftover leaves and strong silent pines that stretch to the sky. On a high branch, a great horned owl keeps watch.
Under the snow, a tiny shrew dodges columns of ice, following a cool tunnel along the moss, out of sight.
“Look, Dad,” I say, “tracks always tell a story.”
Over the snow, a deer has crossed our path, deep hoof prints punched through the crust. Under a tree, a patch of melted snow tells the story of a good night’s sleep.
Under the snow, deer mice huddle up against the cold in a nest of feathers and fur.
I climb over the snow, digging in my edges so I don’t slide back down.
I scratch through slippery tunnels searching for morsels from summer feasts.
Over the snow, I swoosh down faster and faster.
Under the snow, a snowshoe hare watches from a shelter of spruce, almost invisible as she smooths her fur coat of winter white.
I glide past reeds where tadpoles play tag in springtime.
Under the snow, fat bullfrogs dream of sun-warmed days back when they had tails.
I stand and stare at little mountains in the marsh.
Under the snow, beavers gnaw on aspen bark, settled in for supper—my tummy rumbling too.
We stand like statues carved in ice until a bushy-tailed fox steps from a thicket, tips his ear to the ground, listens, and leaps out onto the snow after an invisible dinner.
I pause and scratch away to find the mouse he heard.
Over the snow, a full moon lights my path to supper. A chipmunk waits for a meal—his house under my feet.
I climb one last hill; bonfire smoke rises. Warm hands, hot cocoa, hot dogs sizzling on pointed sticks.
Under the snow, a black bear snores, still full of October blueberries and trout.
Over the snow, the fire crackles, and I lick sticky marshmallow from my lips, leaning back with heavy eyes as shadows dance in the flames.
Under the snow, a queen bumblebee drowses away December, all alone—she’ll rule a new colony in spring.
Over the snow, I glide home on tired legs as clouds whisper down feathery soft flakes.
Under the covers, I snuggle deep and drift into dreams of cuddling deer mice, slumbering frogs, hungry beavers, tunneling voles, drowsy bears, fizzy squirrels, and the secret kingdom under the snow.
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This version maintains the essence of the original transcript while removing extraneous elements and ensuring clarity.
