I DON'T WANT TO BE A FROG.
You can't be a cat.
Why not?
Because you're a frog.
I don't like being a frog. It's too wet.
Well, you can't be a cat.
I want to be a rabbit.
You can't be a rabbit,
Why not? Look, I can hop!
Sure, but where are your long ears? Besides, what's wrong with being a frog?
I don't like being a frog. It's too slimy.
That may be. But you can't be a rabbit.
I want to be a pig.
You can't be a pig.
Why not?
Most of all because you're a frog. But also because you don't have a curly tail or eat garbage.
I can eat garbage.
Everyone says that until they eat garbage. Sorry, you can't be a pig.
I want to be an owl.
Of course you want to be an Owl! Being an owl is the greatest thing ever.
Boy, would you love being an owl.
So, can I be an owl, then?
No, of course not!
Why not?
1. You don't have wings.
2. You don't look wise.
3. You can't turn your head all the way around.
4. You are a frog.
What's wrong with being a frog anyway?
Too much bug eating.
I see. But still, NO being an owl for you.
Why so glum?
I don't want to be a frog.
What do you wan't to be, then?
Not a frog. I want to be a cat or a rabbit or a pig or an owl. Something cute and warm.
I'm going to let you in on an little secret... I love eating cats. I love eating rabbits and pigs and owls too. And I am pretty hungry. I might just go gobble some up right now.
That's terrible!
It's who I am. But guess the one thing I never eat.
Badgers?
Noooo, I eat badgers, lots of badgers.
Frogs?
BINGO.
Why don't you eat frogs?
Because they are too wet and slimy and full of bugs.
Oh, so it's good to be a frog?
Yup.
I guess you can't fight nature. We are what we are. You are a fierce hunter.
And you are a wet, slimy, bug-eating, very lucky frog.
You should just be happy you're not a fly.
What's wrong with being a fly?
Sure, but where are your long ears? Besides, what's wrong with being a frog?
I don't like being a frog. It's too slimy.
That may be. But you can't be a rabbit.
I want to be a pig.
You can't be a pig.
Why not?
Most of all because you're a frog. But also because you don't have a curly tail or eat garbage.
I can eat garbage.
Everyone says that until they eat garbage. Sorry, you can't be a pig.
I want to be an owl.
Of course you want to be an Owl! Being an owl is the greatest thing ever.
Boy, would you love being an owl.
So, can I be an owl, then?
No, of course not!
Why not?
1. You don't have wings.
2. You don't look wise.
3. You can't turn your head all the way around.
4. You are a frog.
What's wrong with being a frog anyway?
Too much bug eating.
I see. But still, NO being an owl for you.
Why so glum?
I don't want to be a frog.
What do you wan't to be, then?
Not a frog. I want to be a cat or a rabbit or a pig or an owl. Something cute and warm.
I'm going to let you in on an little secret... I love eating cats. I love eating rabbits and pigs and owls too. And I am pretty hungry. I might just go gobble some up right now.
That's terrible!
It's who I am. But guess the one thing I never eat.
Badgers?
Noooo, I eat badgers, lots of badgers.
Frogs?
BINGO.
Why don't you eat frogs?
Because they are too wet and slimy and full of bugs.
Oh, so it's good to be a frog?
Yup.
I guess you can't fight nature. We are what we are. You are a fierce hunter.
And you are a wet, slimy, bug-eating, very lucky frog.
You should just be happy you're not a fly.
What's wrong with being a fly?
RED ROCKETS AND RAINBOW JELLY.
On one hand we've got little Nick and on the other hand we've got little Sue. They tell us what colours they like.
GO AWAY, BIG GREEN MONSTER!
We can see the differents parts of the terrible big green monster and how we make him disappear.
THE VERY HUNGRY CATERPILLAR.
Our little caterpillar can't stop being hungry. As much as I ate and ate, she couldn't satisfy her hunger. But one day something amazing happened and the problem ends.
THE THREE LITTLE PIGS.
Once upon a time there were three little pigs and the time came for them to leave home and seek their fortunes. Before they left, their mother told them " Whatever you do , do it the best that you can because that's the way to get along in the world.
The first little pig built his house out of straw because it was the easiest thing to do. The second little pig built his house out of sticks. This was a little bit stronger than a straw house. The third little pig built his house out of bricks.
One night the big bad wolf, who dearly loved to eat fat little piggies, came along and saw the first little pig in his house of straw. He said "Let me in, Let me in, little pig or I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house in!" "Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin", said the little pig. But of course the wolf did blow the house in and ate the first little pig.
The wolf then came to the house of sticks. "Let me in ,Let me in little pig or I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house in" "Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin", said the little pig. But the wolf blew that house in too, and ate the second little pig.
The wolf then came to the house of bricks. " Let me in , let me in" cried the wolf "Or I'll huff and I'll puff till I blow your house in" "Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin" said the pigs. Well, the wolf huffed and puffed but he could not blow down that brick house.
But the wolf was a sly old wolf and he climbed up on the roof to look for a way into the brick house.
The little pig saw the wolf climb up on the roof and lit a roaring fire in the fireplace and placed on it a large kettle of water.
When the wolf finally found the hole in the chimney he crawled down and KERSPLASH right into that kettle of water and that was the end of his troubles with the big bad wolf.
The next day the little pig invited his mother over . She said "You see it is just as I told you. The way to get along in the world is to do things as well as you can." Fortunately for that little pig, he learned that lesson. And he just lived happily ever after!
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