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Bedtime Tale: The Frog Prince

by Jessica Amos

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Tonight's Bedtime Tale for kids a reading of the classic fairytale, The Frog Prince, by The Brothers Grimm. It has been narrated by meditation guide and mom-extraordinaire, Jessica Amos and includes a few minutes of gentle music at the end to lull you off to sleep. May you sleep well.

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Transcript

Hello dear one,

My name is Jessica Amos but you can call me Jessa.

Tonight I will be reading you the story of the frog prince.

But first,

Settle down,

Close your eyes and take a deep breath in through your nose,

Out through your mouth and relax your body.

Get comfortable.

And with your eyes closed,

Let your mind draw pictures of this story as I read you these words.

The Frog Prince In the old days,

When it was still of some use to wish for the thing one wanted,

There lived a king whose daughters were all beautiful,

But the youngest was so beautiful that the son himself who had seen so much lingered each time he shone over her because of her great beauty.

Near the royal castle there was a great dark wood,

And in the wood under an old linden tree was a well.

When the day was hot,

The king's daughter would go into the wood and sit by the edge of the cool well.

And when she got bored,

She would take out a golden ball and throw it up and catch it again,

And this was her favorite pastime.

Now it happened,

One day,

That the golden ball,

Instead of falling back into the maiden's little hand,

Dropped instead on the edge of the well and rolled in.

The king's daughter followed it with her eyes as it sank,

But the well was deep,

So deep that the bottom could not be seen.

Then she began to weep,

And she wept and wept as if she could never be comforted.

In the midst of her weeping,

She heard a voice say to her,

What is wrong,

King's daughter?

Your tears would melt a heart of stone.

And when she looked to see where the voice was coming from,

She saw nothing but a frog stretching his thick,

Ugly head out of the water.

Oh,

Is it you,

Old waddler,

She said?

I am crying because my golden ball has fallen into the well.

Never mind,

Do not weep,

Answered the frog.

I can help you,

But what will you give me if I fetch your ball?

Whatever you like,

Dear frog,

She said,

Any of my clothes,

My pearls and jewels,

Or even the golden crown I wear.

Your clothes,

Your pearls and jewels,

And your golden crown are not for me,

Answered the frog.

But if you would love me,

And have me for your companion and playmate,

And let me sit by you at the table,

And eat from your plate,

And drink from your cup,

And sleep in your little bed,

If you would promise me all this,

Then I would gladly dive below the water and return your golden ball to you.

Oh,

Yes,

She answered,

I will promise it all,

Whatever you want,

If you will only get me my ball again.

But she thought to herself,

What nonsense he talks,

As if he could do anything but sit in the water and croak with the other frogs,

Or could possibly be anyone's companion.

But the frog,

As soon as he heard her promise,

Ducked his head under the water and sank down out of sight.

And after a while,

He came to the surface again with the ball in his mouth,

And he threw it on the grass beside her.

The king's daughter was overjoyed to see her pretty plaything again,

And she picked it up and ran off with it.

Wait,

Wait,

Cried the frog,

Take me with you,

I cannot run as fast as you can.

But it was no use,

For croak,

Croak after her as he might,

She would not listen to him,

But instead hurried home and very soon forgot all about the poor frog,

Who had to go back to his well again.

The next day,

When the king's daughter was sitting at the table with the king and all the court,

And eating from her golden plate,

There came something pitter-patter up the marble stairs,

And then there came a knocking at the door,

And a voice crying,

Yoo-hoo,

Princess,

Let me in.

She got up and ran to see who it could be,

But when she opened the door,

There was the frog sitting outside.

Then she shut the door hastily and went back to her seat,

Feeling very uneasy.

The king noticed how quickly her heart was beating and said,

My child,

What are you afraid of,

Is there a giant standing at the door ready to carry you away?

Oh no,

She answered,

No giant,

But a horrid frog.

And what does the frog want,

Asked the king.

Oh dear father,

She answered,

When I was sitting by the well yesterday and playing with my golden ball,

It fell into the water,

And while I was crying for the loss of it,

The frog came and got it again for me,

On the condition that I would let him be my companion.

I never thought that he could leave the water and come after me,

But now there he is,

Outside the door,

And he wants to come into me.

And then they all heard the frog knocking a second time and crying,

Remember me princess,

I live in the well.

Yesterday your golden ball fell into the well and I offered to help when I heard you crying,

So please let me in,

Please keep your promise.

If you have made a promise,

My daughter said the king,

You must keep it,

So go now and let him in.

So the princess went and opened the door and the frog hopped in,

Following at her heels,

Until she reached her chair.

Then he stopped and cried,

Lift me up to sit by you.

But she put off doing it until the king ordered her to.

Once the frog was seated on the chair,

He wanted to get onto the table,

And there he sat and said,

Now push your golden plate a little nearer so that we may eat together.

And so she did,

But everybody could see how unwilling she was,

And although the frog feasted heartily,

Every morsel seemed to stick in her throat.

I have had enough now,

Said the frog at last,

And as I am tired,

You must carry me to your room and make ready your silken bed,

And we will lie down and go to sleep.

Then the king's daughter began to weep.

She was afraid of the cold frog and knew that nothing would satisfy him but to sleep in her pretty clean bed.

The king grew angry with her,

Saying,

That which you have promised in your time of need,

You must now deliver.

So she picked up the frog with her finger and thumb,

Carried him upstairs,

And put him in a corner.

And when she had laid down in her bed to sleep,

He came creeping up to her,

Saying,

I am tired and want to sleep as much as you.

Pick me up,

Or I will tell your father.

The princess's patience with the frog was nearly at an end.

In anger,

She picked him up once more and was about to throw him through the doorway.

Then,

Remembering her father's words,

She stopped and dropped him onto the pillow instead.

Ah,

Said the frog as he snuggled down into the silken sheets,

Don't you love sleepovers?

The princess,

Pulling the covers over her head,

Curled up on the farthest edge of the mattress with her back to the frog and went to sleep.

And that is how it went for the next three days and nights.

The princess did all the things that a princess usually does,

But she was always accompanied by the little frog.

But a strange thing happened during those three days after the princess had made her promise.

The princess actually grew fond of the little frog.

On the evening of the third day,

The strangest thing of all happened.

Before blowing out the candle as they prepared to go to sleep,

The princess leaned over and kissed the frog good night.

In a twinkling,

The frog ceased to be a frog at all.

He became a handsome young prince with beautiful,

Kind eyes.

Immediately,

The princess and the prince ran downstairs to find the king.

The prince told how a wicked witch had imprisoned him in the body of a frog and that only the love of a princess could release him from the spell.

It was decided,

On that very day,

That when the prince and princess came of age,

They would marry and join their fortunes and their kingdoms together.

The next day,

A grand carriage arrived at the door of the castle.

It was drawn by eight white horses with tall white plumes on their heads,

And they were wearing harnesses of gold.

The carriage was sent by the princess' father to take the prince and princess back to his kingdom so they could share the happy news with his family.

On the carriage rode Henry,

The faithful servant of the young prince.

Henry had been so troubled and saddened when his master had turned into a frog that he found it necessary to wear three iron bands around his heart to keep it from breaking with grief.

Henry was now full of joy to see his master again.

After helping the royal pair into the carriage,

Henry jumped onto the carriage himself,

And they were soon off.

They had not gone very far when the prince heard a cracking sound as if something were breaking in the back of the carriage.

The prince turned and cried,

Henry,

The wheel must be breaking.

No,

Good prince,

Henry answered.

It is not the carriage,

It is only my heart,

Which is now so full of happiness at seeing you again that it breaks the iron bands that have kept it whole for all these years.

Again,

And yet once again,

The same cracking sound was heard as the remaining bands broke away from faithful Henry's joyful heart.

Ah,

The end.

Okay,

My darling,

It's time to go to sleep.

Remember,

You are so very loved.

Your heart is deeply good,

And I am glad you are here and that we are friends.

Sleep tight.

Enjoy this gentle music as you drift off to sleep.

May your dreams be full of love and light.

Meet your Teacher

Jessica AmosSalem, OR, USA

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Recent Reviews

Felicity

August 2, 2025

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Michelle

April 20, 2025

I loved that.β€οΈπŸ§‘πŸ’›πŸ’šπŸ©΅πŸ’™πŸ’œπŸ©·πŸ’•πŸ’žπŸ’“πŸ’—πŸ’–β€οΈβ€πŸ”₯πŸ’β£οΈπŸ’Ÿ

Mary

March 2, 2025

My grand daughters love your story telling and I the calming sleepy musical exit! Thank you

Laura

February 20, 2025

Very relaxing got me to sleep so fast! 3 mins in and already asleep!πŸ˜…. It got me so relaxed I even got out a fart!!🀫tehehe.Girl you need to make another so similar to this it is the best I listen to it every night it is that good πŸ‘ thank you so much Jessica 😍from Laura's daughter poppy πŸ’– Edit: when will you make more? ?β™‘β˜† I'm very sorry about my sister Jessica I don't know what she was thinking Gracie Laura's other daughter x

Tyreese

January 16, 2025

Nice i have listed to so many of your story's my sis wants to listed to this one story first every night πŸŒ™ then I choose one but I do this one 4 her

Nina

January 18, 2023

Thank you so much for this amazing story I love the music at the end !!! You are the best I listen to one of your stories almost every time I go to sleep πŸ™πŸΏI love the parts where she actually starts to like him and he turns into a prince and where he goes and fetches her golden ball thank you sooooooooooo much I love you Jessica.❀️❀️❀️

Ceci

May 9, 2022

This story put my busy minded kindergartener to sleep within minutes! I stayed to listen to the end because Jessa’s storytelling is so enjoyable, and peaceful.

Page

March 25, 2022

My grandson’s nightly go-to-sleep listening story. We all love it πŸ₯°

Ari

March 18, 2022

I listen to this every single night sense the beginning or 2021

Lisa

February 14, 2022

Wonderful! Our absolute favorite bedtime storie narrator. Beautiful voice, so calm and soothing.

Susanna

November 5, 2021

great! very relaxing!

Katelan

August 19, 2021

It’s good πŸ‘πŸ» Love it πŸ₯° Yes πŸ‘πŸ» So good 😊 The bestπŸ’Ž

Renee

July 26, 2021

β€οΈπŸ˜‚πŸ‘πŸŒšπŸ‘Œ Nadia

Yvette

May 20, 2021

I love how you take your time on the story and I love the beautiful backround music❀️❀️❀️πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ₯°

Cat

March 20, 2021

Dear Jessica I love this story its amazing. I fell right to sleep in the middle of this wonderful story didn’t make it to the end. I would give this story 100,0000 stars if I could give it that many stars. This is what I think of this story πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ€©πŸ€©πŸ€©πŸ€©πŸ€©πŸ€©πŸ€ͺπŸ€ͺπŸ€ͺπŸ€ͺπŸ€ͺπŸ€ͺπŸ€ͺπŸ€ͺ😍😍πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ˜˜πŸ˜˜πŸ˜˜πŸ˜ŒπŸ˜ŒπŸ˜ŒπŸ˜ŒπŸ˜ŒπŸ˜‡πŸ˜‡πŸ˜‡πŸ˜‡πŸ˜‡πŸ˜‡πŸ˜‡πŸ˜‡πŸ™‚πŸ˜†πŸ˜†πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜ƒπŸ˜€πŸ˜…πŸ˜‚πŸ€£β˜ΊοΈπŸ˜ŠπŸ˜ŒπŸ˜‰πŸ™ƒπŸ™‚πŸ˜‡πŸ˜πŸ₯°πŸ˜˜πŸ˜—πŸ˜™πŸ˜œπŸ˜πŸ˜›πŸ˜‹πŸ˜šπŸ€ͺ I am 9 years old I love your story’s. My real name is Eleri :D. this is my fav it’s amazing.😁 Great job Jessica!!!!!!!!!!!!'!!'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!😍 I have one little question here it is: do you have a dog I do πŸ•πŸ©πŸΆmine dog looks like the last one 🐢🐢🐢its an Ozzie doodle :) - EleriπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ€πŸ€πŸ€πŸ€

HAZEL

February 3, 2021

I didn't like the part when you call me darling

Grace🌺

January 30, 2021

I love this and it almost got me sleep but it didn't and at the end when the music was playing I was cleaning up my room but still this was really amazing β€οΈπŸ§‘πŸ’›πŸ’šπŸ’™πŸ’œπŸ’“β€οΈπŸ’•πŸ’–πŸ’˜πŸ€πŸ–€πŸ€ŽπŸ’•β€οΈβ€οΈπŸ’“πŸ’žπŸ’–πŸ’πŸ’˜β™₯οΈπŸ’—πŸ§‘πŸ€ŽπŸ€πŸ‘ΈπŸ‘ΈπŸ‘ΈπŸ˜†β™₯️β™₯οΈπŸ’žπŸ–€πŸ’“πŸ–€πŸ§‘πŸ˜Šβ˜ΊοΈπŸ˜Šβ˜ΊοΈπŸ’›πŸ’œπŸ–€πŸ’“ the emojis means it's good and namaste and please make moreπŸ’œπŸ’œπŸ’œπŸ’œπŸ’œπŸ’œπŸ’œπŸ’œπŸ’“πŸ’“πŸ’“πŸ’“πŸ’“πŸ’“πŸ’“πŸ’“ btw you're my favorite 😻😻😻😻😻😻🐢 🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢

Sarah

January 12, 2021

My son asks for miss Jessa at bedtime often. He loves this telling and loves when Jessa tells him she is his friend. Perfect for 4 year olds.

lesley-sue

December 14, 2020

Beautiful thank you πŸ™πŸ½

Matthew

November 25, 2020

I love this story I remember me and my siblings listening to thisπŸ˜œπŸ‘πŸ½

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