
A Story for Kids
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Rhea Pechter
This is Rhea. Welcome to Little Stories for Tiny People. I'll cut to the chase. The spiders who live in the uppermost corners of my tiny studio have been relentless lately. They want a story that doesn't just have have a spider in it. They want a prominent spider.
Bebe
They want a featured spider.
Rhea Pechter
And they won't stop hounding me about it. So this is it. Okay. This is my best effort. After this, you better leave me alone. Let's hear it. It's called Little Hedgehog and the Babysitter. Take it away, Ty.
Philomena
Remember, there are no pictures. You have to imagine the pictures in your mind. You can imagine them however you want. Okay, here we go.
Rhea Pechter
It was a cool night in the middle of fall, and the forest was filled with animals tucked away in their nests and their warrens and their tree houses and their RVs and their. Wait, no, no. Just their nests and their warrens. Oh, and their burrows. Many of the forest animals slept peacefully. Others slept fitfully, kept awake by snoring brothers or sleep talkers. But some of the forest animals were not asleep at all. Little Hedgehog and Bebe, her best friend of all time, were wide awake in Little Hedgehog's burrow.
Little Hedgehog
Bebe, I can't believe Philomena is going to knock on the burrow door in just a few short hours.
Bebe
We should review our lesson plan for the evening.
Little Hedgehog
Okay.
Rhea Pechter
Bebe retrieved a notepad she'd tucked in a corner of Little Hedgehog's bookshelf and ran her paw along the text she'd written.
Bebe
First, we will teach Philomena about greeting friends and acquaintances. Hello.
Rhea Pechter
Greetings, Little Hedgehog said, holding back a laugh.
Little Hedgehog
That's my Bebe voice.
Bebe
Bebe, I thought it was me talking.
Rhea Pechter
The friends giggled. At this point, you may be wondering, who is this Philomena character? And why does she need to be taught how to greet friends and acquaintances? To answer that, we'll have to go back in time. Three days. Little Hedgehog and Bebe scampered home through the forest after a long night of school. In science class, they'd watched an intriguing documentary about the lives of nomadic rhinoceroses, and they spent their walk home coming up with a song about it.
Bebe
Ranging, roving, ranging, roving. Rhinoceros rhinocerai. Rhinoceros rhinoceroi.
Little Hedgehog
I think our song might need work.
Bebe
Agreed.
Rhea Pechter
I love your song, remarked a tiny, unexpected voice in the dark.
Philomena
I wish I could come up with a song that marvelous.
Rhea Pechter
The two hedgehogs glanced around. They saw a crow in a nearby tree. They saw a sign tacked to the same tree that had a picture of a goose that said Lost Goose. If found, call Philip. And finally, in the faint light of the coming dawn, they saw a dragonfly zipping in slow circles in the forest air. They learned the dragonfly had a name. Philomena, I wish to learn your ways.
Little Hedgehog
Our ways?
Bebe
Our particular ways of life.
Rhea Pechter
Philomena nodded.
Philomena
I've been spying on. I mean innocently observing you both for weeks now. I yearn to live as you live, know what you know, and behave as you act. I mean behave. Wow.
Bebe
How flattering.
Rhea Pechter
Right then and there, Little Hedgehog and Bebe made an appointment with Philomena and added it to their planners. They watched Philomena add it to her own teensy planner. It was decided the Dragonfly would visit Little Hedgehog's burrow in three nights time.
Bebe
For her very first tutoring session.
Rhea Pechter
Here's the address, little Hedgehog said, handing Philomena a card with directions to her burrow.
Little Hedgehog
Just knock on the door.
Bebe
Remember to arrive precisely at 3.37am this will help you practice arriving extremely early to everything, which is one of my personal ways.
Philomena
I'll be there 3:37am on the dot.
Rhea Pechter
We can also go over bookshelf organization.
Little Hedgehog
And and sharing ideas in a confident manner, such as I have an idea I need to tell you immediately.
Bebe
Very good.
Rhea Pechter
Bebe said, scribbling a note.
Little Hedgehog
Oh, and also we have to teach her to express exuberance.
Bebe
Of course. Bebe added a bullet point to her.
Rhea Pechter
List with a single word beside it.
Bebe
Yay.
Rhea Pechter
Hey, Little Hedgehog. And Bebe swiveled around to see Mr. Hedgehog in the doorway of Little Hedgehog's room.
Little Hedgehog
Oh, hi dad. You scared me.
Bebe
Indeed, Mr. Hedgehog. We were completely absorbed in our task of preparing for our very first tutoring session of a dragonfly named Philomena.
Rhea Pechter
Mr. Hedgehog gave them a puzzled smile.
Bebe
So, the babysitter will be here in.
Rhea Pechter
Just a couple of minutes. And I wanted to go over what.
Bebe
We are alarmed, Mr. Hedgehog. This is completely and wholly unexpected. I told you guys about this.
Little Hedgehog
Yes, but dad, we thought the babysitter was coming next week. Bebe, how did we get this wrong? Didn't we jot it in our planners?
Bebe
We jotted it in our planners. I remember with crystal clarity. Like I said, she'll be here in a few minutes.
Little Hedgehog
Dad, do you think we can still host our very first tutoring session with Philomena at 3:37am Even if the babysitter's here?
Bebe
Philomeno wishes to learn our ways Mr. Hedgehog, a dragonfly, you said, wants to learn the ways of two hedgehogs.
Little Hedgehog
Makes total sense, dad.
Bebe
It makes comprehensive sense. Mr. Hedgehog.
Rhea Pechter
Mr. Hedgehog stared at the tiny hedgehogs.
Bebe
I guess that would be fine.
Little Hedgehog
Yay.
Rhea Pechter
With that topic moderately settled, Little Hedgehog and Bebe turned their attention to the fact that a babysitter would be arriving in mere moments.
Little Hedgehog
We missed out on so much anticipation. Baby.
Bebe
Anticipation often constitutes a substantial percentage of one's enjoyment of an event. All right. Well, you're welcome to anticipate the babysitter's.
Rhea Pechter
Arrival for the next. Mr. Hedgehog glanced at his watch. Two minutes.
Bebe
While you're doing that, I just want to remind you of a few things.
Little Hedgehog
Okie, dad.
Bebe
Understood. Mr. Hedgehog, I'll be gone for several hours at a conference. Correct. At a conference where you will be delivering the keynote speech and will undoubtedly receive a standing ovation. Not a keynote.
Rhea Pechter
And I will likely get polite applause while I'm gone.
Bebe
I expect excellent behavior from the two of you.
Rhea Pechter
Bebe, it was nice of your mom.
Bebe
To allow you to stay here to.
Rhea Pechter
Keep Little Hedgehog company, but if you two cause trouble, it will not happen again.
Little Hedgehog
Okay, dad.
Bebe
You will be able to report to my mother that my behavior was impeccable. Mr. Hedgehog. Good. Make sure you listen to the babysitter. She comes highly recommended from other parents at school.
Little Hedgehog
Can we build a campfire while you're gone, dad?
Bebe
And roast cricket kebabs? No.
Little Hedgehog
Can our babysitter take us bird jumping?
Rhea Pechter
I have a strong desire to leap off a bird.
Bebe
As do I. Or a flying squirrel. No.
Little Hedgehog
Can we call the babysitter? Ma dom? Babysitter?
Bebe
No.
Little Hedgehog
Dad, do you remember the last time we had a babysitter?
Bebe
Unfortunately, I do.
Little Hedgehog
She did not seem to enjoy our.
Bebe
Singing, or our dancing, or our.
Rhea Pechter
There were several knocks at the door.
Little Hedgehog
Eek.
Bebe
That must be the babysitter.
Rhea Pechter
Mr. Hedgehog went to the door with Little Hedgehog and Bebe trailing close behind. That's strange, Mr. Hedgehog said, peering into the dark night forest.
Bebe
There's no one there.
Rhea Pechter
Mr. Hedgehog closed the door. Little Hedgehog and Bebe exchanged a curious look.
Philomena
Baby.
Little Hedgehog
The babysitter is invisible.
Bebe
That is a plot twist I did not see coming.
Rhea Pechter
Mr. Hedgehog opened the door and again peered out. Then came a voice.
Philomena
Hello. I am Estelle, your babysitter, reporting for duty.
Rhea Pechter
Mr. Hedgehog followed the sound of the small voice to a very small creature. After welcoming Estelle into the burrow, Mr. Hedgehog spent several minutes pacing. He mentally reviewed the Recommendations he'd received from several of the parents of Little Hedgehog's classmates. Estelle is very good at juggling responsibilities and also mealworms.
Bebe
She keeps all her eyes on your child at all times.
Philomena
She taught my son to knit, which is difficult for a turtle. No fingers.
Rhea Pechter
It had apparently not been worth mentioning that Estelle was also a spider. It was clear from Little Hedgehog's and Bebe's delighted smiles that they were charmed by this turtle of events. Meantime, Mr. Hedgehog checked his watch and scratched his chin. Prickles with a paw.
Philomena
I assure you I am very experienced with caring for nocturnal mammals such as.
Rhea Pechter
Your daughter, Estelle said.
Philomena
I also speak 12 languages. Wow.
Bebe
Impressive.
Philomena
And I have certifications in prickle care.
Little Hedgehog
Certifications.
Bebe
I love certifications.
Philomena
Head check. Bedtime procedures. I love bedtime splinter removal.
Little Hedgehog
Hmm.
Bebe
I typically acquire a splinter at least fortnightly due to my general outdoorsyness and tourniquet application.
Philomena
I am quite capable of creating a custom silk tourniquet in under 90 seconds. I am happy to demonstrate this right now, if you.
Rhea Pechter
That won't be necessary, Little Hedgehog. And Bebe grinned. Prickle to prickle. Estelle smiled confidently. Mr. Hedgehog glanced at his watch.
Little Hedgehog
Dad, don't you need to get going?
Bebe
You do not want to be late for your conference.
Rhea Pechter
Mr. Hedgehog nodded slowly. That's right. This will be fine. This'll be fine. The two Hedgehogs and the spider blinked up at Mr. Hedgehog.
Bebe
Girls, remember what I told you. Best behavior.
Rhea Pechter
Oh, and clean up that mess in your room, Little Hedgehog.
Little Hedgehog
Dad, that's not a mess.
Bebe
It is our paper garment factory, Mr. Hedgehog.
Little Hedgehog
We made paper outfits for Little Guy.
Bebe
Dad, he's going to look jaunty. Mr. Hedgehog. Clean it up.
Rhea Pechter
The two tiny hedgehogs nodded. Mr. Hedgehog gathered his things and made a quick exit before he could overthink it.
Little Hedgehog
Bye, dad.
Bebe
Good tidings, Mr. Hedgehog.
Philomena
Goodbye.
Rhea Pechter
As soon as the door swung shut, Ms. Estelle said, now that he is.
Philomena
Gone, you can have all the sugar beets you want. You may have a pillow fight. Sending tiny feathers into the air that we will never realistically be able to clean up. And in a stunning crescendo, we will leap off birds.
Rhea Pechter
Little Hedgehog And Bebe's eyes went wide with shock.
Philomena
That was a humorous joke. I would never risk my professional reputation for ephemeral glee.
Bebe
Oh, you really had us going there.
Philomena
We will be having a pleasant time together while following all of Mr. Hedgehog's rules and expectations.
Bebe
Okay, that is a relief.
Rhea Pechter
Ms. Estelle withdrew a document binder from her knapsack and opened it to a page with a checklist. Bebe smiled. Next, she withdrew a tiny kitchen timer.
Philomena
Our first order of business is to get to know each other better. Tell me about yourselves.
Rhea Pechter
You've got 60 seconds, she said, setting the timer.
Philomena
You first.
Little Hedgehog
Me?
Rhea Pechter
Okay.
Little Hedgehog
What can I say?
Philomena
Really?
Little Hedgehog
I love to make up songs, do dance choreography, and make cricket cupcakes with persimmon frosting.
Philomena
And you?
Bebe
I enjoy wilderness survival list making and recounting intriguing tales about the rich history of my peculiar extended family members. Such as the story of my great great Aunt Edna, who once tumbled to the bottom of a well and remained there for 23 days until she was rescued by a kindly tortoise who happened to hear the mellifluous songs she played on a harp she'd fashioned from sticks and fishing line forgotten at the bottom of the well.
Little Hedgehog
Ding.
Rhea Pechter
Ms. Estelle peered at Bebe and jotted a brief note on how very enigmatic.
Philomena
Now, what would you like to know about me?
Little Hedgehog
What are your favorite hobbies?
Bebe
What do you enjoy doing on your nights off?
Philomena
Mostly weaving.
Bebe
Oh, makes sense.
Philomena
And cooking.
Little Hedgehog
What do you enjoy cooking?
Bebe
What is your most favorite dish to prepare?
Rhea Pechter
Ms. Estelle thought for a moment. Little Hedgehog and Bebe grinned from prickle to prickle. Absolutely loving getting to know their brand new bab.
Philomena
Definitely dragonflies. That is my favorite dish. I simply cannot get enough of them.
Rhea Pechter
Little Hedgehog and Bebe blinked. The smiles slowly faded from their faces.
Bebe
Did you say dragonflies?
Philomena
They are excellent in a stir fry.
Bebe
Oh, interesting.
Rhea Pechter
Little Hedgehog and Bebe exchanged a concerned look, then glanced at the clock on the wall. In just three hours time, a very specific dragonfly would be knocking at the burrow door.
Little Hedgehog
Um, Ms. Estelle?
Philomena
Yes?
Little Hedgehog
My dad wants us to clean my room. We could do that now.
Bebe
It is preferable to have a tidy environment.
Rhea Pechter
Ms. Estelle glanced at her checklist.
Philomena
You may have two minutes. Then please return to the kitchen as I have an activity that I believe will interest you.
Little Hedgehog
Okay.
Bebe
Two minutes is the perfect length of time.
Rhea Pechter
Ms. Estelle set the kitchen timer to two minutes and the two hedgehogs scampered down the hall. Once inside Little Hedgehog's bedroom, the two friends did clean up, but also they discussed the fact that their babysitter's favorite treat would soon be arriving at the burrow door. They spoke in a whisper so as not to wake Little Guy, Little Hedgehog's pet chameleon who snoozed nearby in his Leafy enclosure.
Little Hedgehog
Bebe, what are we going to do? We need a plan.
Bebe
Indeed.
Little Hedgehog
What if Ms. Estelle snacks in our protege?
Bebe
That would be regrettable.
Little Hedgehog
So regrettable.
Bebe
We need to prevent it from happening at all costs.
Rhea Pechter
Bebe thought for a moment.
Bebe
I have developed a plan. I believe it has a 97% chance of success.
Little Hedgehog
Okay.
Rhea Pechter
The two Hedgehogs swiftly got to work on the plan. Little Hedgehog wrote a note in lovely looping handwriting that said, beware, wily spider. Within tutoring session cancelled. Find us tomorrow evening to reschedule. Ta ta for now. She and Bebe then scampered quickly and quietly down the hall. Bebe eased open the front door and affixed the note to it, facing the forest so that Philomena would be fully warned when she arrived in a few hours time. Little Hedgehog and Bebe closed the door, dusted off their paws, smiled happily at a job well done, and scampered to the kitchen just as the timer rang out.
Little Hedgehog
Ding.
Philomena
Ding.
Little Hedgehog
Ding. I'm so glad that's completely taken care of, Bebe.
Bebe
Now we can focus on having a splendid evening with our babysitter.
Little Hedgehog
Bebe, do you think Ms. Estelle has a game for us to play?
Bebe
If so, I hope it is a game that involves a map or an atlas. Yes, I'm in a navigational mood this evening.
Rhea Pechter
The two friends giggled.
Philomena
It is a game of sorts, Ms.
Rhea Pechter
Estelle said, startling the two hedgehogs as.
Bebe
She gestured for them to take seats.
Rhea Pechter
At the wooden table. She was extremely small and had no ears to speak of, but she clearly had exceptional hearing. Little Hedgehog and Bebe took their seats and immediately saw before them two platters.
Little Hedgehog
Ooo.
Rhea Pechter
On each platter was one lovely, pillowy marsh mushroom mallow, A delicious treat enjoyed by hedgehogs, chinchillas, and the occasional wombat. The two tiny hedgehogs automatically leaned towards the platters, their eyes sparkling.
Philomena
Ah, not so fast. Allow me to explain the exercise.
Rhea Pechter
Little Hedgehog and Bebe reluctantly leaned away from the treats.
Philomena
As you can see, we have here two marsh mushroom mallows. Personally, I cannot digest such things, but from my research, I know they are considered delectable by young mammals such as yourselves.
Rhea Pechter
Little Hedgehog and Bebe nodded eagerly.
Philomena
You may go ahead and eat your marsh mushroom mallow now.
Bebe
Yay.
Philomena
Or you may wait until later. After our other activities and assuming you demonstrate good behavior, I will give each of you two marsh mushroom mallows. One right now or two later? Your choice.
Rhea Pechter
Ms. Estelle clasped together several of her feet and smiled.
Philomena
By the way, there is A candied cricket inside each one. You may have 2 minutes and 30 seconds to make your decisions.
Rhea Pechter
There was a moment of silence as each hedgehog absorbed this information. Bebe, little Hedgehog said, somewhat fretfully. Yes, Little Hedgehog?
Little Hedgehog
I want to eat the marsh mushroom aloe immediately.
Rhea Pechter
Ms. Estelle silently observed her two hedgehog charges, a hint of intrigue in her many eyes.
Bebe
That is understandable. But the joyful anticipation of waiting for two marsh mushroom mallows will make up for any sense of disappointment at not getting to eat one now.
Little Hedgehog
I do love anticipating things.
Bebe
Personally, I do not feel a strong urge to eat this marsh mushroom mallow set so tantalizingly before me.
Rhea Pechter
At this, Ms. Estelle would have raised an eyebrow if she'd had any to raise.
Bebe
Thanks to the wilderness expeditions I've taken with my mother, I have become desensitized to the temptations of sugary delicacies. When one is in a battle for survival, one cannot allow such frivolities to have a hold over you.
Rhea Pechter
I mean oneself, little hedgehog smiled.
Bebe
Mrs. Estelle leaned forward.
Rhea Pechter
For example, bebe went on.
Bebe
Two years ago, my mom and I backpacked into a desolate tundra known for its dangers and its elusive crickets. We lived in a makeshift burrow for weeks on end, surviving on rainwater collected in a catchment system made of fronds. A sweet dessert could not have been further from my mind, which was focused solely on fashioning snares and cricket nets.
Little Hedgehog
Your rainwater catchment system was made of friends, Bebe.
Bebe
Like affable frogs, fronds from hardy ferns.
Little Hedgehog
Hmm.
Philomena
That is an enchanting story. Have each of you made your ultimate decision? Will you eat one treat now or two later?
Little Hedgehog
We'll wait.
Bebe
We shall wait.
Philomena
Excellent news, both for our present circumstances as well as the odds of your future success in life. Let us move on to our next activity.
Rhea Pechter
In fact, Ms. Estelle came prepared with a series of activities. Little Hedgehog and Bebe were used to coming up with their own pastimes, most of which were ridiculous. But with Mrs. Estelle, the night's schedule was planned down to the minute. First, there was a scavenger hunt in which Little Hedgehog and Bebe had to follow clues to locate trinkets placed around the burrow.
Little Hedgehog
Bebe, when did Ms. Estelle find time to hide all these things?
Bebe
It is a mystery.
Rhea Pechter
Then she led them in a choir practice.
Bebe
Web, web, web, web of my dreams.
Philomena
Once again, now with feeling.
Rhea Pechter
Then she announced it was time for them to play outside.
Philomena
Outdoor physical exertion is Crucial for the health of small nocturnal mammals, according to my rigorous research.
Rhea Pechter
The two friends spent 20 wild minutes running around outside, leaping in tufts of grass.
Bebe
Wee.
Rhea Pechter
By the end of their gallivanting, they were both exhausted and hungry. Ms. Estelle led them inside to the kitchen.
Philomena
You've both done so well, prickly children. As promised, you may now have your two marsh mushroom mallow treats.
Rhea Pechter
Little Hedgehog and Bebe smiled. Ms. Estelle arranged the treats on platters and pushed them towards her hedgehog charges.
Little Hedgehog
Thank you, Ms. Estelle.
Bebe
Thank you so much.
Philomena
You are welcome, children. Enjoy.
Rhea Pechter
She left them at the table where they eagerly dug in.
Little Hedgehog
These are so good, Bebe.
Bebe
Delicious. Yum.
Little Hedgehog
Oh, Bebe, look at the clock.
Rhea Pechter
It's 3:34am it is a good thing.
Bebe
We left that note on the front door for our dragonfly protege.
Little Hedgehog
Indeed, Bebe. Indeed.
Philomena
Bebe.
Rhea Pechter
Little Hedgehog said a moment later as she finished her snack. Yes, Little Hedgehog, Bebe said as she took her last bite.
Little Hedgehog
Where do you think Ms. Estelle went off to?
Bebe
Let us go find out.
Rhea Pechter
The two hedgehogs scampered out of the kitchen and into the hall.
Little Hedgehog
Bebe, do you feel that gentle midnight breeze?
Bebe
I do.
Rhea Pechter
Where could it be coming from? Bebe put a paw to the wind.
Bebe
Given the direction of the breeze, I believe it is originating from.
Rhea Pechter
Bebe frowned the front door. Little Hedgehog and Bebe exchanged an alarmed look and ran towards the burrow door. It was wide open, which meant the beautiful paw written note they had affixed to it warning Philomena to stay away would not be visible. Through the open door, the hedgehogs saw the beautiful starry night sky. They saw the glowing crescent moon. They saw an owl perched in a tree. They also saw Ms. Estelle hard at work weaving a web in the door frame.
Philomena
Oh, hello, children.
Rhea Pechter
Ms. Estelle said, turning to regard them from the middle of her web.
Philomena
I figured I would acquire myself a snack.
Little Hedgehog
Oh.
Rhea Pechter
Hmm.
Little Hedgehog
Bebe, are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Bebe
I believe I am.
Rhea Pechter
At that very moment, they heard a faint buzzing sound, then saw a familiar looking dragonfly approaching the open door. Philomena smiled serenely as she drew near, indicating she likely saw the two hedgehogs whose ways she wished to learn, but also indicating she likely did not see the expertly woven spiderweb shimmering in the moonlight. Ms. Estelle smiled with delight as she noticed her favorite type of treat heading straight for her trap. Little Hedgehog and Bebe exchanged a final significant look, nodded to one another, then turned towards the door leap. The hedgehogs leapt just as Philomena was about to cross the threshold of the doorway. With Ms. Estelle watching, blinking her many eyes in unhappy confusion, Little Hedgehog and Bebe sailed through the air, crashing through the spider's web. Little Hedgehog spun into a rather graceful roll and tumbled across the ground. Bebe, who did not have the rolling gene, hit the forest floor with a thud. Oof.
Philomena
Ah.
Rhea Pechter
Ms. Estelle cried from the torn edge of her mangled web.
Little Hedgehog
Ah.
Rhea Pechter
Philomena. Shrieked a spider. She zipped back the way she'd come and disappeared into the night air. Find us to reschedule, Philomena, little Hedgehog called into the dark. We will jot it down in our planners, bibi added. Several minutes later, Little Hedgehog and Bibi were seated at the kitchen table, trying to explain what had just taken place to Ms. Estelle, who stood on the tabletop with several of her legs crossed and a pinched look on her face.
Little Hedgehog
Her name is Philomena.
Bebe
She wishes to learn our ways.
Little Hedgehog
She's our protege.
Bebe
We could not allow her to become irretrievably entangled in your web and potentially tossed in a stir fry.
Little Hedgehog
It would have been regrettable.
Bebe
Extremely regrettable.
Rhea Pechter
The friends went silent. There was a long, awkward moment. Then Ms. Estelle clasped two feet together in a steeple and said, children, you.
Philomena
Should have told me. Had I known, I would never have aimed to catch your protege in my web. As I said earlier, I would never risk my professional reputation for ephemeral glee.
Little Hedgehog
What a relief.
Bebe
We're utterly relieved and we are so sorry.
Little Hedgehog
Please accept our apologies for ruining your.
Bebe
Magnificent, skillfully constructed, dazzling, well formed web.
Rhea Pechter
Little Hedgehog and Bebe stared at their tiny babysitter with wide eyes.
Philomena
Of course, I accept.
Rhea Pechter
Now, Ms. Estelle said, glancing at her.
Philomena
Checklist, I believe it is time for bed.
Rhea Pechter
In addition to being skilled at juggling responsibilities and mealworms, caring for prickles, speaking 12 languages, removing splinters, and stir frying dragonflies, Ms. Estelle was rather talented at playing the piano. She had somehow fit into her little knapsack in sleeping bags on the floor of Little Hedgehog's bedroom. The two friends fell asleep to their miniature babysitter's mellifluous music, their minds and hearts at peace, knowing their dragonfly protege was somewhere in the forest, safe and sound just as the sun crested the I hope you loved the story, and I will interpret the studio spider's silence as agreement that I've done my job. Little Stories for Tiny People is written, performed, and produced by me, Rhea Pechter. My in house Tech Director Peter K. Runs my website and puts my stories on the Internet for all of you to enjoy. Thank you to my Little Stories Premium subscribers who are making it possible for me to keep sharing my stories with children around the world. If you'd like to get more of the stories you love, access to Little Stories from For Sleep, an exclusive bedtime podcast and ad free listing. Join or gift a subscription@littlestoriespremium.com thank you to Ty for the super important reminder message at the beginning. And thank you to the many premium subscribers who supplied sound effects used in this story. Thank you to Maxwell, Lyra, Katerina, Luciana, Nia, Ila, Evi, Barrett, Eliza, Rekiya, Joel, Imogen, Izzy, Felix, Samuel, Marianne, and Felicia. And thank you, as always, for listening in.
Little Stories for Tiny People: Anytime and Bedtime Stories for Kids
Episode Summary: "Little Hedgehog and the Babysitter: A Story for Kids"
Host/Author: Rhea Pechter
Release Date: November 30, 2024
In this delightful episode of Little Stories for Tiny People, Rhea Pechter weaves an engaging tale titled "Little Hedgehog and the Babysitter." Geared towards children and their families, the story revolves around Little Hedgehog, her best friend Bebe, and their interactions with Philomena, a dragonfly eager to learn their ways, as well as their babysitter, Estelle—a character who initially appears trustworthy but harbors unexpected intentions. This summary captures the key elements, discussions, and the overarching narrative of the episode, enriched with notable quotes and timestamps to highlight pivotal moments.
Rhea Pechter opens the story with a humorous nod to the spiders in her studio demanding a prominent spider character. This leads to the introduction of Little Hedgehog and Bebe preparing for their first tutoring session with Philomena, a dragonfly keen on learning the hedgehogs' ways.
Little Hedgehog and Bebe meticulously plan their lessons for Philomena, covering topics like greeting friends, bookshelf organization, and expressing exuberance. Their dedication is evident as they prepare detailed lesson plans.
Just as the hedgehogs finalize their plans, Mr. Hedgehog enters, revealing that their babysitter, Estelle, is arriving imminently. This unexpected timing creates a slight panic as they navigate accommodating both the tutoring session and the babysitter's arrival.
Ms. Estelle is introduced as an experienced and certified caregiver, impressing both the hedgehogs and their father with her qualifications, including juggling responsibilities and removing splinters. Her professionalism initially reassures the hedgehogs.
Ms. Estelle conducts a structured series of activities, including a scavenger hunt, choir practice, and outdoor physical exertion, emphasizing discipline and good behavior. She rewards the hedgehogs with marsh mushroom mallows, which contain candied crickets—foreshadowing her true intentions.
As night progresses, the hedgehogs notice discrepancies in their babysitter's behavior. Philomena arrives, leading to a confrontation where Estelle attempts to weave a web to trap the dragonfly. Quick thinking allows Little Hedgehog and Bebe to escape, leaving Estelle to realize her trap has failed.
After the chaos, Estelle acknowledges her mistake, expressing regret for misunderstanding the hedgehogs' intentions. The episode concludes with Estelle accepting their apologies and the hedgehogs finding peace as they drift off to sleep, reaffirming the values of friendship and forgiveness.
Friendship and Trust: The bond between Little Hedgehog and Bebe highlights the importance of trust and collaboration when facing unexpected challenges.
Cleverness and Problem-Solving: The hedgehogs' ability to devise a plan to protect Philomena underscores the value of quick thinking and resourcefulness.
Understanding and Forgiveness: Estelle's eventual realization and acceptance of their apologies promote empathy and the importance of resolving conflicts amicably.
Responsibility and Preparation: The hedgehogs' meticulous planning for both tutoring and hosting a babysitter exemplifies preparedness and responsibility.
Rhea Pechter [00:09]: "The spiders who live in the uppermost corners of my tiny studio have been relentless lately. They want a story that doesn't just have have a spider in it. They want a prominent spider."
Bebe [11:20]: "I love certifications."
Philomena (Estelle) [20:49]: "By the way, there is a candied cricket inside each one."
Little Hedgehog [29:18]: "She's our protege."
Philomena [29:46]: "Should have told me. Had I known, I would never have aimed to catch your protege in my web."
"Little Hedgehog and the Babysitter" offers a captivating narrative that combines whimsy with lessons on trust, ingenuity, and forgiveness. Rhea Pechter masterfully crafts a story that engages both children and adults, providing entertainment while subtly imparting valuable life lessons. The inclusion of a spider character, as requested by the studio's persistent spiders, adds a unique twist, enriching the story's charm and depth.
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