JJ, want to hear a story?
Yes, I do!
Can I please help tell it too?
Yes, listen close.
Let's imagine and rhyme.
It's Cocoa Melon Storytime!
What are you making, Mommy?
I'm knitting a wool blanket.
Ooh!
Is it going to be a big blanket?
So big, the whole family will be able to fit underneath.
Wow!
That is huge!
You know, you just reminded me of a story about a black sheep who loved to share his wool.
Baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool?
Yes, sir, yes, sir, three bags full.
But this story is about what happened after the sheep gave his wool away.
It's called Baa, Baa, Blanket.
There once was a happy little sheep whose name was... Baba Black Sheep.
Yes.
Baba lived on a farm with lots of animal friends and a kind farmer who snipped his wool every time it grew too long.
Like a haircut.
Snip, snip, snip.
Exactly.
So when Baba's woolly coat grew long again, the farmer gave him a fresh haircut.
Snip, snip, snip.
And Baba had three bags full of wool.
That evening, Baba was heading up the hill to do some stargazing with his friends.
I love looking at stars.
Did he take his three bags full of wool?
He did.
And he was feeling so much lighter after his haircut so he had a spring in his step as he jumped and skipped up the hill.
On the way, he met, cluck, cluck, cluck, an elephant.
Elephants don't cluck.
Oh, that's right.
It was actually his friend, the chicken.
The chicken said, Baba Black Sheep, have you any wool?
I'd love to knit a nice warm blanket.
Cluck, cluck.
Did Baba share his wool?
He did.
Baba said to the chicken, If you need a blanket to wear, take some wool.
I love to share.
And the chicken took one bag of wool and knitted it into a blanket.
Click, click, click.
Cluck, cluck, cluck.
It's nice, Baba shared.
It is.
Baba and the chicken kept walking up the hill.
But soon, a little piggy caught up to them.
Oink, oink, oink.
The little piggy said, Baba black sheep, have you any wool?
I'd love to knit a nice, warm blanket.
Did Baba share with the piggy too?
Of course.
He said to the little piggy, If you need a blanket to wear, take some wool.
I love to share.
The little piggy knitted the wool into a blanket.
Click, click, click.
And together they went on up the hill.
But it wasn't long before the wolf caught up to them.
Can you guess what wolf asked?
Baba Black Sheep, have you any wool?
I'd love to need a nice warm blanket.
Did Baba share with the wolf?
He did share.
Baba said to the wolf, If you need a blanket to wear, take some wool.
I love to share.
Baba shared his last bag of wool with the wolf.
He was happy to help.
And now he didn't have anything to carry either.
Even though by now they were almost at the top of the hill.
It took a while because everyone kept stopping Baba to ask for wool.
Exactly, JJ.
It was getting dark.
The sun was going down and the stars were coming out.
Twinkle, twinkle little stars.
Oh yes, they were twinkling.
But without the sun to warm everyone, it started feeling a little chilly up on the hill.
The wind picked up.
Whoosh!
And Baba started shivering.
Uh-oh!
I knew it!
He doesn't have any wool left, so Baba can't knit a blanket for himself.
That's right, JJ.
Baba said, Oh, no!
The nice warm sun is gone.
I wish I had a blanket on.
Baba's sad and cold.
Yes, but luckily his friend Chicken noticed Baba shivering and said You don't have a blanket to wear.
Want some of mine?
I love to share.
After all, she wouldn't even have a blanket if Baba hadn't shared his wool.
Baba was nice to Chicken, and now she's being nice back.
Yep.
So Baba took a corner of Chicken's blanket, but could barely fit his hoof under it.
So is Baba still cold?
Yes.
And he shivered some more.
When Piggy noticed Baba shivering, he offered to share his blanket too.
Piggy said, You don't have a blanket to wear.
Want some of Baba took some of Piggy's blanket.
This one covered two of his legs.
But Baba was still cold.
He kept shivering.
The wolf noticed Baba shivering and offered to share too.
When Baba got underneath that blanket he was almost covered, except for his last little hoof sticking out.
So the chicken, the piggy, and the wolf cuddled a little closer to Baba.
As the animals squished, squished, squished together, Baba's hoof made it under a blanket.
Baba was warm and cozy in the middle of all their blankets.
Were the stars twinkle, twinkling?
Yes, they were.
Everyone snuggled together, sharing their blankets and sharing a speck view of the starry night sky.
The end.
I want to see some stars twinkling in the sky.
Then we'd better grab our big snuggly blanket.
Yay!
We heard a story.
Yes, it's true.
And I helped tell it, too.
We listened, imagined, and made some rhymes for Cocomelon City.
