ClassX Video Lessons Grade Kindergarten Spike: The Penguin with rainbow hair | A story about acceptance & loving who you are
Hi there! How are you today? Have you been to school? Did you learn lots of fun things?
Today, we’re going to read a story called “Spike the Penguin with Rainbow Hair” by Sarah Cullen and Carmen Ellis. It’s a fun story about a special penguin with colorful hair!
Once upon a time, two penguins watched their egg wiggle and wobble until it cracked open. Out came a tiny, cute baby penguin! But this penguin was different. It had rainbow hair!
All the other penguins came to see the baby with the colorful hair. “What should we name him?” they wondered. With his cool mohawk, they decided to call him Spike!
Spike loved his name, but he wanted to look like the other penguins. He tried to hide his hair with a shell, but it was too heavy. Then, he tried to color his hair with squid ink, but it washed away.
Spike even thought about cutting his hair, but it always grew back. He felt sad and didn’t know what to do.
Spike’s friends told him, “We love your rainbow hair! It’s amazing, not strange.” Spike looked in the mirror and saw how special he was. He felt proud and happy!
Now, Spike loves his colorful hair and says, “I’m proud to be the penguin with rainbow hair!”
Let’s imagine if the sun didn’t want to get out of bed. Wouldn’t that be sad? We love the sunshine!
One day, the Moon told the Sun, “It’s time to wake up!” But the Sun was too tired and didn’t want to shine. The Moon understood and said, “Sometimes I feel tired too.”
The Sun realized that even on cloudy days, it was still loved and important. So, it decided to shine, even if it wasn’t the brightest day.
This story reminds us that it’s okay to have cloudy days and feel tired. We are all loved and important, just like the Sun and the Moon.
Remember, you are special just the way you are!
We hope you enjoyed these stories. Remember to always be proud of who you are and know that you are loved. See you next time for more fun stories!
Colorful Creations: Just like Spike’s rainbow hair, let’s create our own colorful art! Gather some crayons, markers, or paints and draw a picture of Spike the Penguin. Use as many colors as you can to make his hair bright and beautiful. Think about how Spike felt when he learned to love his unique hair. How does your drawing make you feel?
Mirror, Mirror: Find a small mirror and look at yourself. What makes you special? Is it your smile, your eyes, or maybe something else? Draw a picture of yourself and write one thing you love about who you are. Remember, just like Spike, you are unique and wonderful!
Sunshine and Clouds: Let’s talk about the Sun and the Moon story. On a piece of paper, draw a big sun and a moon. Think about a time when you felt tired or sad like the Sun. What helped you feel better? Draw or write about it under the sun. Then, think about a time when you helped someone else feel better. Draw or write about it under the moon. Share your stories with a friend or family member.
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[Music] Hi everyone! Welcome back to the Storytime Family. How are you today? Have you been to school? Were you good at school? Did you learn lots of new things?
[Music] Today we have “Spike the Penguin with Rainbow Hair” by Sarah Cullen and Carmen Ellis, illustrated by Susana Soborova.
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“Spike the Penguin with Rainbow Hair”
Two penguins watched as their egg gave a shake. It wiggled and wobbled and started to break. Then out came a baby, so cute and so small; it was love at first sight for this little furball. Soon all of the penguins came over to stare, for this little penguin had colorful hair.
“What shall we call him? What name do you like?”
With a mohawk like this one, his name should be Spike! They both loved his mohawk and felt proud. But Spike, though, preferred to blend in with the crowd. When all eyes were on him, his tongue tied in fear; he started to wish it would disappear.
Spike went on a mission to find a nice shell. “I think with a shell I could hide my hair well.” He jumped in the sea for a quick look around and picked up a beautiful shell from the ground. He loved his new hat, which he matched with a bow, but the shell was so heavy he sank in the snow.
Feeling discouraged, he wailed with a pout, “I want to blend in, but I keep standing out!” With a sigh and a groan, he was trying to think, “Perhaps I could dye my bright hair with squid ink. The squid ink might help me turn my hair black; then I would look like I’m part of the pack.”
He jumped in the sea in pursuit of a squid, so desperate to find one, and finally he did. In the blink of an eye, the new job was complete. He liked his new style and thought it looked neat.
Oh, what a surprise! It was just as he had feared; when he came to the surface, it all disappeared. He felt so alone and started to shout, “I want to blend in, but I keep standing out!”
Spike was so sad he cried out in despair. He thought to himself, “I will cut off my hair.” Oh, what a relief that his dream would be real, as all he would need was a talented seal. A seal’s teeth are pointy and sharper than shears; his head will be bald just like those of his peers.
He knew of a seal that had sharp pointy fangs and proceeded to ask him to cut off his bangs. “So what shall it be? A nice bob or a perm?” “No, cut it all off!” he said, sounding firm.
At night he slept well in his cute penguin shack, but the very next morning, his hair had grown back. Sad and defeated, he went to his friends, “I’m so sick and tired of hitting dead ends. What in the world can I do with these trusses? Does anyone know? Have you got any guesses?”
“Don’t you see that you have it all wrong? This is the way that we’ve felt all along. We love you so much and don’t want you to change; your hair is amazing to us; it’s not strange.”
He looked in the mirror, and all became clear; his beautiful trusses were nothing to fear. Spike finally saw himself through their eyes; he no longer wanted to hide. Strutting his stuff with a heart full of pride, he realized now he had nothing to hide.
Spike embraced life and wanted to share, “I’m proud! I’m the penguin with colorful hair!”
And that was Spike, a penguin with rainbow hair. What do you think it’s like to have rainbow hair? Have you ever had rainbow hair? I bet it’s really fun!
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Well, today we have a book called “The Day the Sun Wouldn’t Get Out of Bed” by Iwin Black. Imagine if the sun wouldn’t get out of bed. Wouldn’t that be really sad? It would be because I love sunshine!
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The instinct to console a loved one is strong in each of us. We can feel pressure to fix the situation or motivate someone to move on and put what they’re going through behind them. Never underestimate the power and effectiveness of simply listening.
That is so true! Sometimes just being there with someone helps.
“A whole bunch of time to get up,” said Moon to Sun. “My shift is over, and yours has begun.”
“But I don’t want to,” said Sun to Moon. “I’m still too tired, still too sunny.”
“You’re being lazy!” “I’m tired too! My night has ended; the day should be new.”
“I’m not being lazy; I don’t mean to moan. I can’t create today; I feel a bit alone.”
“But the day is you, so you must go now; it’s your time.”
“I won’t hear a no! I can’t do it; every day is the same.”
“I’m really sorry, Moon; you are not to blame.”
“This isn’t funny, Sun, and cannot be true. The world will wake in darkness with a sky without you.”
“I wish I was joking, but I think I’ve lost my light. The world should carry on as if it was the night.”
“Okay,” said Moon, “I think I understand how you’re feeling today. It’s not something you plan. All night alone, I find it hard too. When I feel like this, my light is slightly blue.”
“Every night the same; you feel less keen. I feel less whole and only half can be seen. These things are tough; it has to be said, and sometimes you wish you could stay in your bed.”
“We’ve been doing this a while, my friend, my chum, and sometimes that means hard days will come. But you should know you are loved by all from the moment you rise until you finally fall. You bring life to many and hope to some; when you can’t be seen, it isn’t much fun.”
“What you choose to do is only your choice, and that’s all you will hear from this moony voice.”
“Thank you,” said Sun. “I agree, old friend. I’m going to get up; the night should end. This morning I’ll use a cloudy day. It won’t be my brightest, but that is okay.”
So the two carried on through the day and the night. Sometimes they were dim, and other times bright. Sun never forgot what Moon had said: “There is always a reason to get out of bed.”
Wasn’t that such a beautiful message? Sometimes we have cloudy days; sometimes we have half moons, the crescent moon, and the full moon, and they’re all okay. Sometimes we feel sad, and sometimes we feel happy. But do know that you are loved and that you matter. And sometimes it’s okay to stay in bed too!
I hope you enjoyed “The Day the Sun Wouldn’t Get Out of Bed,” such a lovely story. Get your own copy of this beautiful story in the links in the description below. If you enjoyed this book, do give us a like and subscribe for more stories like this. You take care of yourself, and we’ll see you back here soon. Bye!
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