Rabbit Adventures With Uncle Wiggily - Pt 10 – Children's Story

We’ve had some requests from our young listeners for more Uncle Wiggily rabbit stories. So, here’s the next one. It’s part of the series about the lovely adventures of a kind, gentlemen elderly rabbit and all his animal friends, nieces & nephews. Uncle Wiggily in the Woods – passing on rabbit wisdom to help and teach the youngsters about nature, trees, life, life in the woods, and having fun! We discover more new plants, flowers, and creatures of the woods. This time, we bring you Part 10.

Transcript

Hi, This is Stefania, And we're back with Uncle Wiggly in the Woods. This is part 10, Uncle Wiggly and Susie's Dress. Uncle Wiggly Long Ears, The nice old gentleman rabbit, Was reading the paper in his hollow stump bungalow in the woods, While Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, The muskrat lady housekeeper, Was out in the kitchen washing the dinner dishes one afternoon. All of a sudden, Uncle Wiggly fell asleep because he was reading a bedtime story in the paper. And while he slept, He heard a noise at the front door, Which sounded like, Tsk tsk tsk, Ra ra ra ra, Ra ra ra ra. My goodness, Suddenly exclaimed Uncle Wiggly, Awakening out of his sleep. That sounds like a forest woodpecker bird making holes in a tree. No, It isn't that, Spoke Nurse Jane. It's someone tapping at our front door. I can't answer it because my paws are all covered with soapy suds dishwasher. Okay, I'll go, Said Uncle Wiggly. And laying aside the paper over which he had fallen asleep, He opened the door. On the porch stood Susie Littletail, The rabbit girl. Why, Hello, Susie, Exclaimed the bunny uncle. Where are you going with your nice new dress? For Susie did have on a fine new dress and skirt, Or maybe it was one piece for all I know. And her new dress had on it ruffles and curly cues and ribbons and insertions and all sorts of things like that. Where are you going, Susie? Asked Uncle Wiggly. I'm going to a party, Answered Little Rabbit. Lulu and Alice Wibble Wobble, The duck girls, Are going to have a party. And they asked me to come. So I came for you. But I'm not going to the party, Exclaimed Uncle Wiggly. I haven't been invited. That doesn't make any difference, Spoke Susie with a laugh. You know they'll be glad to see you anyhow. And I know Lulu meant to ask you, Only she must have forgotten all about it. Because there is so much to do when you have a party. I know there is, Uncle Wiggly said. And I don't blame Lulu and Alice a bit for not asking me. Although I couldn't go, For I promised to come over this afternoon and play checkers with Grandfather Goosey Gunder. But won't you walk with me to the party? Asked Susie sort of teasing like. I'm afraid to go through the woods alone because Johnny Bushytail, The squirrel boy, Said you and he met a bear there yesterday. We did, Laughed Uncle Wiggly. But the hazel bush drove him away by showering nuts on his nose. Well, I might not be so lucky as to have a hazelnut bush to help me, Susie, So I'd be very glad if you would walk through the woods with me. You can scare away the bear if we meet him. How? Asked Uncle Wiggly, With my red, White and blue crutch or my umbrella? With this pop gun which shoots tooth powder, Said Susie. It belongs to Sammy, My brother, But he let me take it. We'll bring the pop gun with us, Uncle Wiggly, And scare the bear. All right, Said the bunny uncle. That's what we'll do. I'll go as far as the wibble wobble duck house with you and leave you there at the party. This made Susie very glad and happy. And soon, She and Uncle Wiggly were going through the woods together. Susie's new dress was very fine, And she kept looking at it as she hopped along. All of a sudden, As the little rabbit girl and the bunny uncle were going along through the woods, They came to a mud puddle. Look out now, Said Uncle Wiggly. Don't fall into that, Susie. I won't, Said the little girl. I can easily jump across it. But when she tried to, Alas, Likewise, Unhappiness, Her hind paws slipped and into the mud puddle she fell with her new dress. Splash, She went. Dear, Cried Susie. My, Exclaimed Uncle Wiggly. Look at my nice new dress, Went on Susie. It isn't at all nice and new now. It's all mud and water and all splashed up and, Dear, Isn't it too bad? Yes, Besides too, It is even seven, Eight, And nine bad, Said Uncle Wiggly sadly. Dear, I can't go to the wibble wobble party this way, Cried Susie. I'll have to go back home to get another dress and it won't be my new one. Dear. Perhaps, Maybe I can wipe off the mud with some leaves and moss, Uncle Wiggly spoke. I'll try. But the more he rubbed at the mud spots on Susie's dress, The worse it looked. You can't do it, Uncle Wiggly, Cried the rabbit girl. No, I don't believe I can. Uncle Wiggly admitted sad, Like and sorry. Dear, Cried Susie. Whatever shall I do? I can't go to a party looking like this. I just must have a new dress. Uncle Wiggly thought for a minute. Then through the woods, He spied a tree with white, Shiny bark on just like Saturn. I know what to do, He cried. That is a white birch tree. Indians make boats of the bark and from it, I can also make a new dress for you Susie. Or at least a sort of dress or apron to go over the dress you have on. And so cover the mud spots. Please do beg Susie, I will, Promised Uncle Wiggly and he did. He stripped off some bark from the birch tree and he sewed the pieces together with ribbon grass and some needles from the pine tree. And when Susie put on the bark dress over her party one, Not a single mud spot shout. That's fine, Uncle Wiggly, She cried. Now I can go to the Wibble Wobbles. And so she went. And the bad bear never came out to so much as growl. Nor did the fox, So the pop gun was not needed. And all the girls at the party thought Susie's dress that Uncle Wiggly had made was just fine. Now I'll tell you next about Uncle Wiggly and Tommy's kite. Uncle Wiggly and Tommy's kite. Uncle Wiggly, Have you anything special to do today? Asked Tommy Cat, The little kitten boy, One morning as he knocked on the door of the hollow stump bungalow where Mr. Long Ears, The rabbit gentleman lived. Anything special to do? Why, I guess not, No, Answered the bunny uncle. I just have to go walking to look for an adventure to happen to me and then. Didn't you promise to go to the store for me and buy me a pair of diamond earrings? Asked Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, The lady muskrat housekeeper. So I did, Cried Uncle Wiggly. I have forgotten about that, But I'll go. What, What was it you wanted of me? He asked Tommy Cat, Who was making a fish pole of his tail by standing it straight up in the air. I'll, I wanted you to come and help me build a kite and then come with me and fly it, Said the kitten boy. Could you do that, Uncle Wiggly? Well, Perhaps I could, Said the bunny uncle. I will first go to the store and get Nurse Jane's diamond earrings. Then on the way back, I'll stop and help you with your kite. And after all that is done, I'll go along and see if I can find an adventure. That'll be fun, Cried Tommy. I have everything all ready to make the kite. Paper, Sticks, Glue, And string. We'll make a big one and fly it away up in the air. So off through the woods started Uncle Wiggly and Tommy to the store. There they bought the diamond earrings for Nurse Jane, Who wanted to wear them to a party, Mrs. Cluck-Cluck. The hen lady was going to have next week. And now to make the kite, Cried Tommy, As he and Uncle Wiggly reached the house where the cat family lived. The bunny uncle and the little kitten boy cut out some red paper in the shape of a kite. Then they pasted it on the crossed sticks, Which were tied together with string. The kite is almost done, Said Uncle Wiggly as he held it up. And you can tell me, Tommy, Why is your kite like Buddy the guinea pig boy? Can I tell you why my kite is like Buddy the guinea pig boy? Repeated Tommy, Like a man in a comedy show. No, Uncle Wiggly, I cannot. Why is my kite like Buddy the guinea pig boy? Because, Laugh the old rabid gentleman, This kite has no tail and neither has Buddy. Exclaimed Tommy, That's right. For guinea pigs have no tails, You know, Though if you ask me why, I can't tell you. Some kites do have tails though, And others do not. Anyhow, Tommy's kite without a tail was soon finished. And then he and Uncle Wiggly went to a clear open place in the fields, Near the woods, To fly it. There was a good wind blowing. And when Uncle Wiggly raised the kite up off the ground, Tommy ran, Holding the string that was fast to the kite and up, Up, And up. It went into the air. Soon it was sailing quite near the clouds. Have you any more string, Uncle Wiggly? Asked the kitten boy after a bit. String, Tommy, What for? Well, I want to make my kite string longer, So it will go up higher. But if you have none, I'll run home and get some myself. Will you hold the kite while I'm gone? To be sure I will, Said Uncle Wiggly. So he took hold of the string of Tommy's kite, Which was now quite high in the air. And sitting down on the ground, Uncle Wiggly held the kite from running away while Tommy went for more string. It was a nice warm summer day and so pleasant in the woods, With the little flies buzzing about that before he knew it, Uncle Wiggly had fallen asleep. His pink nose stopped twinkling. His ears folded themselves down like a slice of bread and jam. And Uncle Wiggly's eyes closed. All of a sudden, He was awakened by feeling himself being pulled. At first, He thought it was the skillery, Skillery alligator or the bad fox trying to drag him off to his den. And Uncle Wiggly opening his eyes cried, Here, Stop that if you please, Don't pull me so. But when he looked around, He could see no one. And then he knew it was Tommy's kite flying up in the air that was doing the pulling. The wind was blowing hard now. And as Uncle Wiggly had the kite string wound around his paws, Of course, He was pulled almost off his feet. That kite is a great puller, Said the bunny uncle. I must look out or it might pull me up to the clouds. I had better fasten the string to this old stump. The kite can't pull that up. So the rabbit gentleman fastened the kite cord to the stout old stump. Quite big, Quite round it was. Winding it around two or three times, He kept the loose end of the string in his paw. Uncle Wiggly was just going to sleep again. And he was wondering why it took Tommy so long to find more string from the kite. When all of a sudden, There was a rustling in the bushes. And out jumped the bad old baboon, Who had once before made trouble for the bunny uncle. Ha ha, Jabbered the baboon. This time I have caught you. You can't get away from me now. I am going to take you off to my den. Please don't, Begged Uncle Wiggly. Yes, I shall too, Blabbered the baboon. Off to my den, You shall go, You shall go. You shall go off to my den. Hold on, Cried the bad creature. That isn't the song I wanted to sing. That's the London Bridge song. I want the one about the dinner bell is ringing in the bread box this fine day. And the dinner bell is ringing for to take you far away, Uncle Wiggly. All right then, I had better go to my dinner, Said the bunny uncle sadly. No, You will go with me, Cried the baboon. Come along now, I'm going to take you away. Well, If I must go, I suppose I must, Uncle Wiggly said, Looking at the kite string, Which was pulling at the stump very hard now. But before you take me away, Would you mind pulling down Tommy's kite? Asked the bunny uncle, I'll leave it for him. Well, Yes, I'll pull the kite down, Said the baboon. Maybe you will, Thought Uncle Wiggly laughing to himself, And maybe you won't. The bad baboon monkey chap unwound the string from the stump. But no sooner had he started to pull in the kite, Then there came a very strong puff of wind. Up, Up, And up into the air blew the kite and as the string was tangled around the baboon's paws, It took him up with it. And though he cried out, Stop, Stop, Stop, The kite could not stop, Nor the baboon either. Up, Up, And up into the air blew the kite and as the string was tangled around the baboon's paws, It took him with it. Well, I guess you won't bother me anymore, Said Uncle Wiggly, As he looked at the baboon who was only a speck in the sky now, A very little speck being carried away by the kite. And the baboon did not come back to bother Uncle Wiggly, At least for a long time. Tommy felt badly when he found his kite had blown away, But he was glad Uncle Wiggly had been saved. And he and the bunny uncle soon made a new kite better than the first. They had lots of fun flying it. And that's the story of Tommy's kite. And next, I will tell you the story about Uncle Wiggly and Johnny's marbles, But not this time. Next time, I'll tell you the story about Uncle Wiggly and Johnny's marbles. That's it for today. Bye bye for now.

Reviews

Still awsome by the way you are a really good storyteller!

Great story. I love your story's. I can't wait for part 11. When will the story's end though? Not that I want it to though😁😁😅🐇🐒

Haha bye bye 🐒 baboon I hope he didn’t get flown somewhere cold.