The Small Child brings home a new reading book every night and we sit and read and help him with any difficult words. Most of the stories are kinda bland and tend towards the repetitive (including this one) and the children work through various levels as they progress. Just before the school holidays Angel went up a reading level to level 13. One level up and the vocab has gone through the roof! I can’t believe some of the adjectives in this little story….
Mother Hippopotamus’s Bad Hair Day
“I wish I had some hair,” said Mother Hippopotamus.
“You have a meticulous mane, Mother Zebra
You have curly curls, Mother Monkey
You have lanky locks, Mother Giraffe
But I have no hair!”
“You could buy some hair,” said Mother Zebra “You could buy a wig.”
Mother Zebra and Mother Monkey and Mother Giraffe went with Mother Hippopotamus to buy a wig.
Mother Hippopotamus tried on a black wig.
“Amazing.” said Mother Zebra
“Appealing.” said Mother Monkey
“Astonishing.” said Mother Giraffe
“Awful.” said Mother Hippopotamus and she took it off.
Mother Hippopotamus tried on a brown wig.
“Magnificent.” said Mother Zebra
“Marvellous.” said Mother Monkey
“Miraculous.” said Mother Giraffe
“Messy.” said Mother Hippopotamus and she took it off.
Mother Hippopotamus tried on a red wig.
“Fantastic.” said Mother Zebra
“Frivolous.” said Mother Monkey
“Fabulous.” said Mother Giraffe
“Frizzy.” said Mother Hippopotamus and she took it off.
Mother Hippopotamus tried on a blonde wig.
“Stunning.” said Mother Zebra
“Splendid.” said Mother Monkey
“Scintillating.” said Mother Giraffe
“Stupid.” said Mother Hippopotamus and she took it off.
Mother Hippopotamus tried on more and more and more wigs.
“No good,” she said “No more wigs! They make me look ridiculous!”
Mother Zebra and Mother Monkey and Mother Giraffe went home with Mother Hippopotamus.
“You look beautiful just the way you are!” they said.
“Do I?” said Mother Hippopotamus. “That’s good!”
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