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Sleep Tight Stories - Bedtime Stories for Kids
Boo-Boo and the Chocolate Grove 🐻
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The worlds favourite bedtime stories featuring Bernice the bear
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Hello friends. We're so excited to share with you again. The Rat King by Patty Larson, a thrilling continuation of the Cat City series first introduced on Sleeptight Stories. In the Rat King, Susan's nightmares become reality when she's kidnapped by powerful enemies and her loyal friend Tucker must defy the council and risk everything to save her. With danger lurking in every shadow and the fate of Cat City hanging in the balance, this adventure is filled with mystery, courage and friendship. Designed for kids age 10 and up, the Rat King is an unforgettable story full of twists, turns and heartwarming moments. Follow the Rat King now on Apple Podcasts, Spotify or wherever you listen to podcasts. Don't miss this epic adventure. Follow today. Sleep tight, friends. Hello friends, and welcome to sleept Stories. Each week we share a few shout outs and birthday wishes for listeners who help support the show. It's a small way we say thank you and it always makes us smile. Happy belated 8th birthday to Margot from Las Vegas. From Mamu and Dadu. We are so proud of our future robot engineer. We love you monkey. Happy late seventh birthday, Josie. We can't believe how tall and cool and smart and funny you've got. Love from Mom, Dad, Abby, Dustin, Big Bob, Ginger and Professor Gilmo. Happy belated birthday to kaylee who turned 7 on April 1st. You have grown up so much this past year and we are excited to see all the amazing things you will do this year. We love you so much and are so proud of you. Love mom and dad. Happy Birthday to Hendrick in Geelong, Australia who turns 10 years old today. The world is a better place with you in it. We cherish watching you grow into the bright, funny, kind hearted boy. You are double digits now buddy. Love you. To Neptune and back, mom and dad. Happy 11th birthday Xavier from Bribri Island, Australia. We love you very much and are so proud of you. Love mom and dad. Happy birthday to Esther. Mom and dad. Love you so much. You are a very special bear, just like Bernice. We can't believe you're nine already and such an amazing girl. Daddy wishes Ben and celia a splendiferous 9th birthday. It has been wonderful to watch you both grow into such incredible little people. I am so grateful to be your dad. Happy birthday Della Ray. We are so proud of you. Keep working hard at everything you do. We love you so much. Love Mom, Dad, Daxie, Bruce and Alfie. Happy birthday to our shining star. We love seeing you grow into such a kind girl and fabulous reader. You mean the world to us. Happy 7th birthday Stella. Love, Mom, Papa, Penelope, Lana and Marshmallow. Happy seventh birthday to Jack. We love you from mom, dad and Eleanor. And happy Birthday Jax. I love you to the moon and back plus infinity. You are loved, you are safe, and you are perfect just the way you are. Love, Mama. Happy birthday to you all and thank you for supporting the show. We're so grateful you're here with us. Whether you've been listening since the beginning or just found us last week, you're part of something really special. Millions of families around the world making bedtime a little sweeter together. This year we have some lovely new stories planned. More adventures, more wonder, and maybe even a few surprises. We can't wait to share them with you. Now, on to our story. Bernice has had a long day and after doing all the things she needs to do, she gets ready for bed and asks Papa Bear to tell her a long story. In the story, Booboo is going for a walk in the forest. She is the youngest in her family and feels like she can do things that others think she is too little to do. When Booboo hears about a chocolate grove nearby, she decides she is old enough to find it on her own. Boo Boo and the Chocolate Grove. It's that time, Papa. Bernice calls out from under the covers where she was super warm and cozy. And what time is that, Little Bear? Papa Bear asks as he quietly walked up the stairs. I think it's time for a super, super long story, Bernice said with a big yawn. Are you sure you can stay awake, Little Bear? Papa Bear asked as he stepped into her room. I'm pretty sure I'm sleepy, but never too sleepy for a story. All right, Papa Bear said with a smile. I'll tell you a story, but you can't like it. And no smiling either. Oh Papa, you know I always love your stories. Are you comfy? I certainly am. I'm wearing my super soft pajamas tonight because it seems a bit loud outside. Yes, it's a bit stormy outside, papa Bear says, which makes being under the covers all the more special. Mama and I are going to do the same real soon. Did you do all the things you needed to do before bed? I think so. Mama helped me tonight because I said my brain wasn't really working. That's how it felt anyway, because I know science. I know it is always working, but sometimes it feels like it's not. Papa Bear chuckled softly. So Mama let me use her new bubble bath, the kind that soothes your muscles and takes away all your worries that's what it says on the bottle, anyway. Do you think it's true? Papa Bear smiled. It might be partially true. It certainly smells nice, and that's better than smelling stinky. Hmm, Bernice said thoughtfully. After my bath, Mama gave me a new toothbrush because she said it looked like I ate the old one or something. Then I got dressed for bed and she picked out my clothes for tomorrow. I don't think I have the same taste as her, Papa, because I don't like the flowery hoodie she picked out for me. I always hide that one, but she found it somehow. Papa Bear smiled again. Then we did some yoga moves together, but she wasn't fair because when I was in one pose, she tickled me. That sounds fun, papa Bear said. Yeah, but I am certainly ready for a story. And so are Twigga, Madeline, and Wolfie. And Cookie is here, and you know how she likes to hear stories. All right, papa Bear said softly. Let me turn down your light and then you can close your eyes. This isn't going to be a spooky story, is it, Papa? Because your voice sounds more spooky than usual. I like spooky stories, I guess. But sometimes, then I have spooky dreams. Papa Bear cleared his throat. No spooky stories tonight. I only saved those for Halloween and other special occasions. Close your eyes, papa Bear said gently. Take a deep breath. I love you, Papa, bernice said as she held her breath. I love you too, Little Bear. Once upon a time, in a world full of magic and fun, there lived a brave little bear named Boo Boo. She lived in a large castle at the edge of a mystical forest, and in this forest were unicorns, fairies, gnomes, and all manners of insects, birds, and animals. It was a wonderful place. Though Booboo was the smallest in her family, that didn't stop her from trying to do all the things that her older brothers, Barney and Barry, could do. In fact, she tried so hard that she could do many things better, but her brothers would never admit it. When Booboo was young, before she met her best friend, Kai Kai, she would often wander off and explore the mystical forest. Nana Bear always told her not to wander too far. She didn't want Booboo to get lost, but Booboo had seen her brothers wander off and explore, and she wanted to as well. So after a breakfast of oatmeal and maple syrup and some fruit from the forests up north that she couldn't pronounce, she walked out the secret entrance at the side of the castle and started up the meadow toward the flower lined paths of the forest. At this time of the year, the meadow was full of buttercups. Small yellow flowers that, when you got close enough to smell, actually smelled similar to butter. But their taste, if you dared try to eat them, was closer to vanilla pudding. You had to wait until the bees of the meadow had finished their work. Though if you didn't, the bees would get upset and complain. On some rare occasions, they might even chase you away. After taking her time walking through the meadow and having a few buttercup flowers for dessert, Booboo found the entrance to the path that her brothers had taken. It was lined with flowers that you could see from the castle. But when she started walking through this particular path, she noticed something magical. The bushes that surrounded the path and the trees all lit up as she walked. This, Booboo figured, was so that no one would ever get lost in the forest. Or so she hoped. The air smelled sweet here, like honey mixed with morning dew. Birds with multicolored feathers sang from the branches above, their songs echoing through the trees. The first creature she came upon was a butterfly with glowing pink wings and purple eyes. Booboo loved meeting butterflies almost as much as she loved meeting pixies. Little bear, aren't you too young to be walking through the forest alone? The butterfly asked. Don't you know of the things that await you here? I've been in the forest alone before, Booboo replied, Though not on this path. It's the mystical forest, and it's a happy place. What could be the problem? And besides, my brothers just went through here this morning. If they can, so can I. I can do anything they can do. Maybe even better. Yes, I spoke to them earlier as they passed. They were searching for the chocolate grove. A new one inspired by the magic of the pixies. A chocolate grove? Booboo's eyes went wide. So close. I thought those only existed far, far from here. If I found the chocolate grove, I. I'd want to visit every day. Chocolate is one of my favorites. Wait, is that why my brothers run through this part of the forest so often? Did they find it? The butterfly fluttered its wings. They did, but the path is tricky for little bears. I'm not that little. Booboo said, standing up straighter. The butterfly smiled and flew away, leaving Boo Boo alone on the path. She kept walking. The path curved around an old mossy rock that glowed with silver sparkles. And that's where she found the pixie. She was tiny, no bigger than Boo Boo's paw, sitting cross Legged on top of a wide red mushroom with. With white spots. Her wings were folded flat against her back like a dragonfly resting all around her. Little sparks of light drifted up and faded, like someone had shaken a jar of fireflies. Oh, said Booboo. Hello. The pixie looked up. She smelled like warm moss and something sweet that Booboo couldn't quite name. Rain, maybe. Or the inside of a flower. Hello, small bear, said the pixie. Her voice sounded like two spoons tapping together. Light and bright. Walking on your own today? Yes, said Booboo. I'm looking for the chocolate grove. My brothers found it, so I'm finding it too. The pixie tilted her head. The new grove? Yes, yes. You go farther along until you hear the stream. And then you follow the sound of it, but only a little. And then you look for the tree with the knot that looks like a sleeping fox. And you go left at the big roots. Or right. Hmm. She tapped her chin. I always mix those up. Booboo waited. Left? Said the pixie with a nod that suggested she wasn't entirely sure. Booboo thanked her and kept going. She did hear the stream. It made a low rushing sound under everything else. Under the birds, under the wind, in the high branches, under the soft crunch of her own feet on the path. She followed it a little, like the pixie said. And then she found the squirrel. He was sitting on a branch just above her head. And the first thing she noticed was his tail, which was enormous for a squirrel. The second thing she noticed was the stripes, bright yellow green, running along both sides. Almost like he was glowing. You're very colourful, said Boo Boo. Thank you, said the squirrel. He looked very pleased about that. I get that a lot. Do you know where the chocolate grove is? The squirrel's eyes went wide. Oh, I love. Love the chocolate grove. Yes, yes. You go past three silver birches, then down the little hill where the ferns are. Then when the path splits, you keep going straight. Except when it looks like straight is actually a little to the right. In which case you go left. Because straight in this part of the forest is mostly an opinion. He looked at her expectantly. Straight? Said Booboo. More or less, said the squirrel. Have a wonderful time. But don't eat all the chocolate. Save some for the rest of us. For a while she thought she had it. The path looked right. The trees looked familiar in the way that all trees in a forest sort of look the same, but also don't. But then the glowing stopped. She hadn't noticed it fading, exactly. It was more like. She looked up and realized the path wasn't lighting up around her anymore. The trees here were taller and closer together. The bird sounds were different further away. Booboo stopped walking. She turned around slowly. The path looked the same in both directions. Maybe a little more uphill. One way maybe. She sat down on a wide flat log. Her stomach made a sound, which was fair. It had been a while since the buttercups, and she was a bear. Bears get hungry. That's just a fact. She thought about the oatmeal she'd had for breakfast. She thought about chocolate. She put her chin in her paws and listened to the forest, which was doing fine without her, judging by the sounds. And then from somewhere down the path, she heard something. Voices. Two of them, arguing in the relaxed way that means nobody is actually upset. You ate more than me. I didn't. You went back twice. You went back three times. Boo Boo stood up. Barney and Barry came around the bend with brown smudges around their mouth and the slow, happy walk of bears who have eaten a satisfying amount of something good. They stopped when they saw her. Berry pointed. Is that what are you doing here? Bernie asked. Walking, said Boo Boo. They looked at each other. Were you lost? Barry asked. No, said Boo Boo. You were sitting on a log. I was resting. Barney looked at Barry. Barry looked at Barney. Some kind of older brother communication happened between them without any words. We were going to head back, barney said. You can come if you want. I was already going back, said Boo Boo. Right, said Berry very seriously. Of course you were. She fell in beside them. Barry was still licking a paw. Barney had chocolate on one ear and didn't seem to know it. For what it's worth, Barney said after a while. It took us three tries to find the grove. The first time I would have found it, said Boo Boo. Probably, said Berry. Definitely, said Boo Boo. They walked in silence for a moment. Next time, barry said, we'll show you where it is. Boo Boo looked up at him. I could have found it myself. We know, said Barney. But. Fine, said Boo Boo. Next time. The path lit up around them again as they walked soft and golden through the trees, all the way back to the meadow and the buttercups and home. And with that, Papa Bear gave Bernice a kiss on the forehead, adjusted her blanket, making sure that her friends were comfy too, turned off her lamp and quietly whispered, I love you, little bear. And that is the end of our story. Good night. Sleep tight, Sa.