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Rhea
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Narrator
This is Rhea. Welcome to Little Stories for Tiny People. You know, I almost couldn't record today due to a book emergency. You see, last week, I lent a book to my neighbor, an opossum named Sven, and I believe I made it clear that the book needed to be kept inside the treehouse at all times. Well, Sven might be an advanced reader, but he's not the best listener. He returned the book this morning, completely waterlogged. Apparently, he left it outside during a sun shower. And it's not just any book. It's on the history of airplanes of a paper variety. So, obviously I was distraught. I spent the better part of the morning drying each page, walking back and forth in front of my oscillating fan. As you can imagine, I was so absorbed in this task that I nearly forgot to tell you a story. In fact, I've completely forgotten what the story is about. Let me just see here.
Little Hedgehog
What?
Narrator
Well, that's odd, because it seems her story is also about a book emergency.
Mr. Hedgehog
Hmm.
Narrator
Let's hear it. It's called Little Hedgehog and the Book Emergency. Take it away, Charlotte.
Little Hedgehog
Remember, there are no pictures. You'll have to imagine the pictures in your mind. You can imagine them however you want. Okay, here we go.
Narrator
It was a late summer night. Outside, a group of frogs were meeting for their weekly choir practice. Inside, Mr. Hedgehog was deep in the middle of something for work. He sat at the small desk in the small office in his small underground burrow in the Great Forest. His brow furrowed in concentration when there came a knock at his office door. He didn't ignore it. He didn't even hear it. Sometimes when you are absorbed in a task, there could be a woodpecker pecking at your own head and you would not even notice.
Mr. Hedgehog
Dad?
Narrator
Mr. Hedgehog. Mr. Hedgehog eased back in his swivel chair and stared at the door. Behind it, he knew, was his prickly daughter, Little Hedgehog, and. And her best friend, Bebe, who tended to be wherever she was at any given minute.
Little Hedgehog
I'm in the middle of something. Unless it's an emergency.
Mr. Hedgehog
Oh, it is, dad. The biggest emergency, actually.
Little Hedgehog
Two emergencies.
Mr. Hedgehog
A double emergency, dad.
Little Hedgehog
The situation is dire, Mr. Hedgehog. Unless Bebe's arm is falling off or something.
Mr. Hedgehog
Then it very nearly is, dad.
Little Hedgehog
It is metaphorically dangling, Mr. Hedgehog.
Narrator
Mr. Hedgehog opened the door. In the hallway stood Little Hedgehog, eyes enormous, smiling, prickle to prickle, paws clasped.
Little Hedgehog
Together in anxious anticipation.
Narrator
Beside her Bebe stood, eyes mid sized, smiling shyly. Neither of her arms appeared injured, metaphorically or otherwise.
Mr. Hedgehog
Dad, something shocking has happened.
Little Hedgehog
You will never believe it, Mr. Hedgehog. Try me.
Narrator
Little Hedgehog and Bebe exchanged a solemn look, then a sharp nod. Bebe withdrew a large book from the shadow beneath her prickles and thrust it into the light.
Mr. Hedgehog
BB Forgot to return a library book.
Little Hedgehog
I forgot to return a library book, Mr. Hedgehog.
Narrator
Mr. Hedgehog studied them. Meantime, Little Hedgehog and Bebe were breathless.
Mr. Hedgehog
Dad, Bebe has never not returned her library book before.
Little Hedgehog
Typically, I return library books in just three days. I am a certified speed reader, able to take in an entire page in a single glance. I was trained by my third cousin Gerson, who is one of the premier hedgehog speed readers in the world. He can read a page in not just a glance, but a glance in his periphery. He can hold the book up to the side of his head and still retain information caught only out of the corner of his eye. I have not yet mastered that, Mr. Hedgehog, but give me time. However, my time is up with this particular book.
Narrator
Bebe added, helpfully holding up the book in his direct line of sight. Mr. Hedgehog put a paw to his chin. Prickles.
Mr. Hedgehog
We must return it to the school library immediately.
Little Hedgehog
This book is six weeks, three days and 46 minutes overdue, Mr. Hedgehog. That fact brings an ache to the very marrow of my bones that seems a tad dramatic.
Narrator
Mr. Hedgehog said, School starts in three nights. Just return it then, Mr. Hedgehog.
Little Hedgehog
I shan't sleep a wink till the book is safely returned. Uh huh.
Mr. Hedgehog
Dad, if we don't return this over to Library Book tonight, it might fall into at this.
Narrator
The two friends exchanged a wide eyed look.
Little Hedgehog
The Land of Lost Library Books.
Mr. Hedgehog
It's located right next to the Land of Lost Socks.
Narrator
The two friends giggled. Bebe, why didn't you return the book.
Little Hedgehog
On time at the end of the school year? Funny you should ask that, Mr. Hedgehog, as it is an interesting story. Typically I leave all library books in a visible spot on the tea table. However, a week and a half prior to the last night of school, my mother announced that my Aunt Floris and Uncle Florian would be dropping in for an impromptu visit. They are known to be extremely tidy, Mr. Hedgehog. My mother flew into a veritable cleaning whirlwind, and I was swept up in its gale force gusts. Uh huh. In a rare moment of absentmindedness as I neatened the living room, I moved every book, including this library book, onto the bookshelf, where it blended in with my mother's books on wilderness survival and my own books on wilderness survival.
Mr. Hedgehog
What is that library book about, Bebe?
Narrator
Little Hedgehog asked, her eyes dancing with books.
Little Hedgehog
Arctic wilderness survival. I see.
Narrator
Mr. Hedgehog glanced briefly at the work on his desk.
Little Hedgehog
Ironically, when my aunt and uncle arrived, they insisted on having tea outdoors. Uncle Florian said it was too nice out to waste the night underground. And if we are plucked up by owls, then so be it. So the cleaning frenzy was all for naught.
Mr. Hedgehog
Hmm.
Narrator
Did I hear you say there were two emergencies?
Mr. Hedgehog
Oh, yes, dad.
Little Hedgehog
That is correct, Mr. Hedgehog. In addition to the first dire emergency involving a shockingly overdue library book that must be returned immediately lest I never sleep again, there is another deeply pressing book related situation that I must deal with in haste.
Mr. Hedgehog
Haste, dad.
Little Hedgehog
I'm listening. Every summer, our school encourages students to participate in a summer reading program by offering prizes and accolades. Okay, I always read far beyond the target number of books, but I never accept any prizes because the joy of reading is itself a prize more valuable than gold encrusted crickets.
Mr. Hedgehog
I agree that reading is its own prize, but sometimes they give out fun stickers.
Narrator
Little Hedgehog said, her eyes twinkling.
Little Hedgehog
Okay, this year our school came up with a new Ultimate Summer reading challenge, which Ms. Swindletooth, our school's activity director, announced at the end of the school year.
Narrator
Indeed, Ms. Swindletooth, a rabbit of unusual size with particularly substantial front teeth and ears, had announced the new program over the intercom with one of her original.
Ms. Swindletooth
Songs, A candle bur pages turning.
Little Hedgehog
So.
Ms. Swindletooth
Much learning to do. Summer reading Hearts a beating words a leaping across the page.
Narrator
It was one of her longer songs, so we'll just skip to the important part.
Ms. Swindletooth
50 books. Listen up. You've got to read 50 books.
Mr. Hedgehog
And not just any.
Ms. Swindletooth
No, not just any. 50 books you wish. But 50 nifty books on our ultimate summer challenge reading lists. 50 books.
Little Hedgehog
Thank you, Ms. Swindletooth, for that inspiring announcement. Students, if you read all 50 pre selected books on our Summer Challenge reading list, you'll get to have lunch with me, Principal Petri Dish. It will no doubt be a decent meal accompanied by polite conversation and the occasional chuckle. Most of the students stared blankly up.
Narrator
At the intercom, but Bebe's eyes lit up. She'd immediately obtained the Summer Challenge reading list and went about acquiring the necessary titles. Mr. Hedgehog, she said presently, there is.
Little Hedgehog
Just a single book on the list I have been unable to obtain. It has been out of stock at all forest libraries and bookshops. I have checked the inventory on a weekly basis.
Mr. Hedgehog
Bebe has read 49 books, dad.
Little Hedgehog
Wow. Yes, Mr. Hedgehog. But I only have three nights left to find the 50th book. The title is A Whistle in the the True Story of a Whistle Pig's Journey to a Mountaintop and Beyond.
Mr. Hedgehog
Hmm, that sounds familiar.
Narrator
I wonder why, little Hedgehog said, staring at the ceiling.
Little Hedgehog
Mr. Hedgehog, it is possible that by traveling to the school library this evening, we can resolve both of my book related emergencies at once.
Mr. Hedgehog
We can hit two crickets with one pinecone, dad.
Little Hedgehog
Right. I will be able to return this disastrously overdue book. And on the off chance the librarian is there, I may be able to obtain the final book to complete the 50 book summer reading challenge.
Mr. Hedgehog
Please can I go with BB? Can I, dad? Please?
Little Hedgehog
My mother has pre approved this errand, Mr. Hedgehog.
Narrator
Mr. Hedgehog scratched his chin.
Little Hedgehog
What if the librarian is not there? After all, it's still summer break.
Narrator
There is a Dropbox on the exterior.
Little Hedgehog
Of the school building. We can simply deposit snow way out. Brilliant Strategies for Surviving the Arctic into it.
Narrator
Mr. Hedgehog glanced at the pile of important work on his desk. He imagined the beautiful silence that would follow their departure from the burrow. It was not a difficult decision.
Little Hedgehog
There was just one problem.
Narrator
Little Hedgehog, dad said, narrowing his eyes. Did you finish cleaning your room? Little Hedgehog's cheerful smile became ever so slightly less.
Mr. Hedgehog
I promise I will have everything cleaned up by the first night of school. Just like you said.
Little Hedgehog
You only have three more nights. And last I saw, there were still piles everywhere.
Mr. Hedgehog
Dad, those are my collections.
Little Hedgehog
Like the jumble of toothbrushes I happened.
Narrator
To step on the other day while.
Little Hedgehog
Looking for my measuring tape.
Narrator
Which, by the way, you may not use without asking.
Mr. Hedgehog
I was making a dinner jacket for Little Guy. I had to measure the arms.
Narrator
Arms.
Little Hedgehog
The rule stands.
Mr. Hedgehog
I'm sorry, Dad. I won't do it again.
Narrator
Little Hedgehog said solemnly, then smiled.
Mr. Hedgehog
And those were not just any toothbrushes that you stepped on.
Narrator
Those were antique toothbrushes, Mr. Hedgehog.
Little Hedgehog
Judging by their level of wear and.
Narrator
Tear, it is possible those toothbrushes were.
Little Hedgehog
Handed down through many generations of hedgehogs.
Narrator
Bebe added helpfully, those antique toothbrushes could.
Mr. Hedgehog
Be worth millions of crickets. I can't just toss them into the forest.
Little Hedgehog
It would be tantamount to throwing away perfectly good clogs like the ones made by my Aunt Gulinda, who is known for her wood crafts.
Narrator
Mr. Hedgehog looked from his tiny daughter to her best friend.
Little Hedgehog
The room has to be completely clean before the first night of school.
Mr. Hedgehog
Yes, Dad.
Little Hedgehog
I will assist Mr. Hedgehog. Any and all collections have to be stored neatly in containers in the closet.
Mr. Hedgehog
Yes, dad.
Little Hedgehog
Understood.
Narrator
I don't know how you keep track.
Little Hedgehog
Of anything in that room. There's probably all kinds of things hidden under those piles.
Narrator
The two young friends waited with expectant smiles. Their eyes twinkled.
Little Hedgehog
All right, you can go. Stick to the trail.
Mr. Hedgehog
Yay.
Little Hedgehog
Yay.
Ms. Swindletooth
Yay.
Narrator
The third yay came from Little Guy, Little Hedgehog's pet chameleon, who was perched on her shoulder. Prickles. He had observed this entire interaction with a mild level of interest, befitting a lizard. Off they went into the forest.
Rhea
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Ms. Swindletooth
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Episode (PREMIUM PREVIEW) | Released: August 30, 2025
Host & Narrator: Rhea Pechter
Featured Characters: Little Hedgehog, Bebe, Mr. Hedgehog, Ms. Swindletooth, Little Guy
This delightful preview episode from Little Stories for Tiny People spins a funny and heartwarming tale about Little Hedgehog and her friend Bebe as they face two dramatic book-related emergencies. Endearing animal characters and clever dialog invite listeners into the Great Forest, where library deadlines and summer reading challenges loom as large as dragon attacks, and the value of reading (and cleaning one’s room) is lovingly debated. The story incorporates themes of responsibility, friendship, and the comical melodrama that grows around overdue library books.
“I shan’t sleep a wink till the book is safely returned.”
— Little Hedgehog ([06:42])
“BB has read 49 books, dad.”
— Mr. Hedgehog ([12:14])
“Those antique toothbrushes could be worth millions of crickets.”
— Bebe ([14:58])
“The third yay came from Little Guy… befitting a lizard.”
— Narrator ([15:54])
| Timestamp | Segment | |-----------|-----------------------------------------------------| | 00:51 | Rhea’s “real-life” book emergency & story intro | | 02:27 | The story proper begins | | 05:08 | The overdue library book is revealed | | 10:16 | Ms. Swindletooth’s reading challenge announcement | | 12:20 | The quest for the 50th book discovered | | 13:48 | The cleaning-your-room subplot emerges | | 15:48 | Permission granted to go to the library | | 16:20 | Preview concludes and premium invitation |
The episode is creative, whimsical, and full of droll humor, with the over-the-top seriousness about library book returns and reading challenges providing plenty of laughs for kids and adults alike. Rhea’s warm, engaging narration style is complemented by the distinctive voices of the animal characters, and the writing not only entertains but gently reinforces positive values—responsibility, love of learning, and the joys (and perils) of being a passionate reader.
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