Hi,
This is Stefania and we've got another audio story for you.
This one is for children and adults with a sense of fun.
This is the story of Buster Bumblebee.
This is part one of eleven.
He's a little bumblebee prince.
He's curious.
He's not so bright in the head and he's a bit lazy.
But he is lovable.
This is a classic story.
Buster Bumblebee and all his animal friends.
The Tale of Buster Bumblebee by Arthur Scott Bailey.
Read by Stefania Linton-Bunn.
When Mrs.
Fieldmouse moved from her home in Farmers Green Meadow to the more fashionable neighborhood near the grist mill,
She had no idea that anyone would care to live in the little old house that she had left.
So she was much surprised the following summer when she heard that a new family was occupying her former home.
If it's a small family,
They'll get along well enough,
She remarked to Aunt Polly Woodchuck,
Who told her the news.
Oh,
Aunt Polly exclaimed,
Lifting both her hands with a big black mitts on them,
High in the air.
They say it's a dreadful big family.
At least two hundred of them or so,
I'm told.
Well,
For a moment Mrs.
Fieldmouse couldn't say a word.
She was so astonished.
Then she managed to gasp,
What's their name?
I declare,
I just can't remember,
Said Aunt Polly Woodchuck,
But it's a name that rhymes with apple tree.
Though that's not quite it.
They're a very musical family,
I understand.
My nephew,
Billy Woodchuck,
Passed right by their door only yesterday and he says he heard music and the sound of dancing from inside the house.
Two hundred of them dancing in that little house,
Cried Mrs.
Fieldmouse.
Why,
It's positively dangerous.
I should think they'd trouble one another.
And Aunt Polly Woodchuck agreed,
Before she went off towards their home under the hill,
That there were queer going-ons over there in the meadow.
Later,
She sent her nephew Billy to tell Mrs.
Fieldmouse that on her way home she had remembered the name of the big family.
It was Bumblebee.
They must be an odd lot,
Mrs.
Fieldmouse remarked to her husband.
Farmer Green's meadow was becoming more unfashionable than ever and I shall never regret having moved away from there.
So that was Buster Bumblebee's first home,
The old house in the meadow.
It was true that the Bumblebee family numbered at least two hundred souls.
Nobody knew what the exact count was,
For in the daytime all the members of the family were bustling about,
Never staying in one place long enough to be counted,
And at night they were all too drowsy to bother their heads over anything but sleep.
It was true that the Bumblebee family filled their house almost to overflowing,
Especially when they began to stir away great quantities of honey in it.
But they never seemed to mind being crowded and if any of them wanted more room he only had to go out of doors and get it.
Buster Bumblebee's mother was the queen of the whole family.
Everybody always spoke of her as the queen and she never had to lift her hand because there were other members of the family that were quite ready and eager to do everything for her.
She was really quite a fine lady and it was generally understood that her son Buster favored his mother.
Certainly,
He was like her,
Very handsome,
In his suit of black and yellow velvet,
Like his mother too,
He never did a stroke of work and almost everybody said that Buster Bumblebee was a drone,
But he never seemed to mind it in the least.
And that's it for this week's episode of Buster Bumblebee.
Until next time.
