The Tale of Bobby Bobolink


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(4.9 stars; 14 reviews)

Arthur Scott Bailey, a native of the state of Vermont, wrote over forty children's books using a variety of animals, birds and even insects to entertain. The Tale of Bobby Bobolink is one of 16 stories of his Tuck-Me-In Tales series. - Summary by Larry Wilson (1 hr 44 min)

Capítulos

Somebody Is Expected 4:11 Leído por Foon
The Latest Arrival 3:53 Leído por Foon
Greetings 4:49 Leído por Shasta
Singing for Some One 5:11 Leído por Shasta
An Invitation 5:21 Leído por Shasta
Mrs. Bobolink Consents 5:21 Leído por Shasta
Passing the Test 6:04 Leído por Shasta
The House in the Meadow 4:41 Leído por Shasta
Johnnie Green Intrudes 5:02 Leído por Shasta
Fooling Johnnie Green 4:16 Leído por Shasta
Bobby's Names 3:06 Leído por MartinW
Mr. Crow Is Disagreeable 3:02 Leído por MartinW
Mr. Catbird's Trick 3:51 Leído por Alice Hastie
Frightening Mrs. Bobolink 5:10 Leído por Alice Hastie
Haying Time 4:19 Leído por Alice Hastie
Mr. Frog Is Amused 4:51 Leído por Alice Hastie
Turning the Tables 4:34 Leído por Mitzi
Timothy Turtle's Complaint 4:04 Leído por Mitzi
Bobby's Mistake 4:06 Leído por James K. White
A Hermit's Advice 4:46 Leído por larryhayes7
How to Take Bad News 5:16 Leído por larryhayes7
A Noisy Quarrel 4:28 Leído por larryhayes7
Sleepy Benjamin Bat 4:12 Leído por larryhayes7

Reseñas

A beautiful tale


(5 stars)

Extract of the beginning: " I SOMEBODY IS EXPECTED On May Day the feathered folk in Pleasant Valley began to stop, look and listen. They were expecting somebody. "Have you seen him?" Rusty Wren asked Jolly Robin. Jolly Robin said that he hadn't; but he added that he was on the lookout. "Have you heard his song?" little Mr. Chippy inquired eagerly of Mr. Blackbird. "No!" that dusky rascal replied. "Not yet! Maybe he isn't coming here this summer." Mr. Blackbird liked to tease little Mr. Chippy. And generally when he tried to, he succeeded. "Oh! Don't say that!" Mr. Chippy exclaimed. "If I couldn't hear his gay voice I shouldn't care to spend a summer here myself." Over the meadow, beyond the stone wall where Mr. Chippy made his home in a wild grapevine, Mr. Meadowlark flew to the swampy place where the rushes grew, just to find a Red-winged Blackbird that he knew, in order to learn whether he had seen or heard the friend everybody was watching for. Perched upon a swaying last year's cattail, Mr. Red-winged Blackbird shook his head in reply. And he said that no doubt it would be a week before the looked-for arrival. "The season's a bit backward,"p. 3 Mr. Red-winged Blackbird remarked. "So I don't expect to set eyes on him to-day—though I have known him to get here as early as May Day." Mr. Meadowlark confessed that he was disappointed. "It would be a much gayer May Day," he said, "if his rollicking song rang over the meadow." "What's the matter with your own singing?" Mr. Red-winged Blackbird asked him—meaning that in his opinion Mr. Meadowlark had no reason to be ashamed of his own voice. "My song is not like his," Mr. Meadowlark answered. And he sighed as he spoke. "To be sure, some people are kind enough to say that my singing is unusually sweet. But you know yourself that there isn't a songster anywhere that can carol so joyfully as Bobby Bobolink.""

FAVORITE YEAH!!


(5 stars)

1 of my favorite books!!!!!!!!!