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- Herausgeber: Joy Palmer
- Kategorie: Für Kinder und Jugendliche
- Sprache: Englisch
Want to get your little ones roaring with joy and excited for bedtime? “Dinosaur Bedtime Stories Collection” is where dino-dreams meet bedtime bliss. Buckle up for a dino-mite adventure on every page!
If you feel like your child’s bedtime routine could use a serious makeover (specifically of the dino persuasion)...
If you want to trade sheep for T-Rexes, triceratops, or even velociraptors...
If you’ve been looking for ways to make bedtime wilder without chaos...
Then the “Dinosaur Bedtime Stories Collection” is here to sprinkle a dash of dino magic on your nightly routine!
No more struggling to get your little ones to bed—just pure prehistoric delight as your kids embark on a journey where dinosaurs go through their day-to-day adventures.
If you’re ready for a roar-tastic time, then you can look forward to:
- Roar-some Dreams: Transform bedtime into a dino-packed dreamland.
- Giggles Guaranteed: Watch your little ones chuckle with joy at dino bedtime antics.
- Sleep Like a Baby: Say goodbye to bedtime battles and hello to tranquil dino-induced slumber.
And more!
Leave behind the bedtime drama and slowly doze off into dreamland with the “ Dinosaur Bedtime Stories Collection”—where dreams are big, and worries don’t exist.
Grab your own “Dinosaur Bedtime Stories Collection” today and let the dino-magic begin!
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Dinosaur Bedtime Stories Collection
Let Your Kids and Toddlers Enjoy Sweet Relaxing Dreams Throughout the Night With These Wonderful Dinosaur Fairy Tales for Children.
Dinosaur Bedtime Stories For Kids
Dinosaur Bedtime Stories
Joy Palmer
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Contents
Dinosaur Bedtime Stories For Kids
Captivating Dinosaur Fairy Tales That Will Guide Your Children and Toddlers to a Night of Soothing Sleep and Sweet Dreams.
Joy Palmer
The Shy-Ceratops And The Tooth Of Courage
Shauna was terrified. It was her first day at school, and she was dreading it. As her mother walked her towards the school gates, Shauna could hear the sounds of the other dinosaur children. They were squealing and shouting, laughing and giggling. Then two older dinosaurs barged past her, accidentally knocking her back and almost sending her flying.
"I don't want to go to school!" cried Shauna stamping her feet, "Can't I stay home with you?"
Shauna's mother looked down at her daughter. The little dinosaur's eyes were filled with tears, and her lower lip wobbled. Shauna's mother knew exactly how she felt. She remembered her first day at school too and knew how difficult it was for a shyceratops. Their family were naturally shy creatures. Of course, there was absolutely nothing wrong with being shy, but it meant that meeting people for the first time was more daunting than it was for some of the other dinosaurs.
Shauna's mother leaned over and gave her daughter a tight hug. Shauna breathed in her mother’s scent. She didn’t want to let go. She felt a lump growing in her throat and a single tear rolled down her cheek. She couldn't bear the thought of going to school by herself and having to speak to all the other dinosaurs. She had been up all night worrying about it, and now the time had come.
"It's OK," said her mother softly, ushering Shauna inside the gate, "You'll be alright. Everyone in your class will be feeling exactly the same."
But when Shauna walked into her new classroom, it didn't look like everyone else was feeling the same. They were laughing, and joking, and running, and jumping, and everyone was playing with everyone else. Shauna felt more alone than ever. She turned to run away. But just then, an enormous diplodocus walked into the room, and everyone fell silent.
"Good morning, children," said the enormous diplodocus, "My name is Mrs. Davey, and I will be your teacher. Now everyone find a seat and listen up!"
There was a mad rush, and everyone scrambled to find a seat. By the time Shauna had looked around to find a chair, there was none left. She felt her cheeks flush red as all the other dinosaur children turned to look at her. Then one of them let out a giggle and Shauna looked down at the floor.
"There's another seat over here," said Mrs. Davey kindly, tapping a stool in the corner.
Shauna walked over silently and sat down, hanging her head. She didn’t dare to look around at the others. She hated feeling like this. She knew that she was a shyceratops just like the rest of her family, but sometimes, just sometimes, she wished she could be bolder like some of the other dinosaurs.
When Shauna’s first day of school finally came to an end, she ran outside the school gates and straight into her mother’s arms. She was so relieved to be heading home. When she arrived back at her house, the whole family was there. She gave each one of them a hug, and they all asked about her day.
She didn’t know where to begin. She hadn’t made any friends; she was the last to find a seat and now sat in the corner on her own; and she had forgotten to take her lunch but was too shy to ask for some food from anyone else. Her tummy had rumbled all afternoon because she had been so hungry! It had all been a bit of a disaster, but she didn’t tell her family that. She didn’t want to disappoint them.
Great Uncle Shane could tell that something was bothering the young shyceratops. He ambled over to Shauna and beckoned for her to follow him. They walked outside together.
“It’s difficult, isn’t it?” he said in his deep, booming voice.
“What is?” asked Shauna.
“Being a shyceratops at school,” replied Great Uncle Shane.
Shauna had never spent much time with Great Uncle Shane. He was an enormous shyceratops. The scales on his skin were withered and brown, his face was full of cracks and creases. The three horns on his head were chipped and worn. He had seen many fierce battles in his time. He lived through them all, and now he was regarded as the oldest and wisest of the shyceratops. He always had a story to tell, but Shauna had never actually spoken with him on her own before, so she was eager to find out what he had to say.
“Hold out your hooves,” boomed Great Uncle Shane.
Shauna held out one of her front feet, and Great Uncle Shane reached forward and dropped something into it. She stared at it, turning it over and over in her hoof, inspecting it closely. It was long, white, and slightly curved. It was attached to a silvery chain that glistened in the sun. Shauna gasped as she held it up to the sky.
“What is it?” she asked.
“It is the tooth of courage,” said Great Uncle Shane.
“What’s courage?” asked Shauna.
“It’s being brave or daring,” said her uncle. “That, there, is a T.rex tooth. It’s from one of my many great battles. Whenever I need courage, I place this around my neck like this.”
Great Uncle Shane took the giant tooth from Shauna and held the chain in front of her. Then Shauna ducked her head slightly as Great Uncle Shane placed the chain around her neck. The tooth dangled just below her chin, and she stared down at it.
“Now,” said Great Uncle Shane, lowering his voice to a whisper, “do exactly as I say.”
He then whispered a set of instructions into Shauna’s ear, and she listened intently. Moments later, Great Uncle Shane stood back and watched as Shauna rubbed the tooth between her two front hooves.
There was a flash of bright light and a swirling vortex of purple. Moments later, Shauna was sucked down into the whirlpool. She let out a cry and squeezed her eyes shut. She felt herself falling through the air before landing with a thump!
When she opened her eyes, her surroundings had transformed. Her house and garden were gone. The grass and trees had vanished. Instead, she stared at a barren landscape. She was sitting on some sharp rocks sticking out of the dry dirt. When she picked one up, she inspected it closely. It was as light as a feather, and it was covered in lots of tiny holes. It was a very unusual rock, not one she had seen before. A light wind whipped the orange-red dust up from the ground, and Shauna shielded her eyes. Then she heard a low rumble, and the ground began to shake and tremble.
Shauna immediately leapt to her feet staring at the ground beneath her. Her heart was thundering in her chest. When she looked behind her, she saw an enormous mountain towering above her. Its dark brown slopes were steep and covered in loose rock and dirt. Then the ground shook once more and Shauna began to run away from the mountain, but she didn’t get far. Something suddenly stopped her.
A deep booming voice called her name. She stopped in her tracks and wheeled around. She scoured the mountainside, looking for where the voice had come from. Then, there it was again.
"Shauna! Up here! Look up here!"
It was Great Uncle Shane! He was standing on top of the mountain! Shauna immediately waved back, puzzled about what he was doing there. Then suddenly, there was an ear-splitting roar, and the mountaintop exploded. Red hot lava rocketed skywards and poured down the steep sides. It wasn't a mountain, it was a volcano, and Great Uncle Shane was in serious trouble!
Shauna sprinted towards the volcano and began running up it. The thundering sound grew louder as black smoke billowed from the top, and Great Uncle Shane disappeared from view.
"Uncle!" cried Shauna as she scrambled higher and higher.
Then her ears were filled with a crashing sound, and she glanced up. Boulders were hurtling towards her, torpedoing down the mountainside at terrific speed. Shauna dodged and jumped, she leapt, and she bounded upwards. She felt the wind whistle in her ears as the boulders screamed past her. Then came the rivers of lava. Thick like treacle, it ran in rivulets down the steep slopes turning everything in its path to ash.
Shauna had to be nimble, she had to be quick, but most importantly, she had to be brave. She didn't hesitate. Instead, she leapt up the volcano towards her stranded uncle. Very soon, her legs were growing tired, her muscles ached, and her lungs felt raw as she sucked in the ash-filled air.
She knew she was her uncle's only hope. He had told her that the only way to get back home was to rub the tooth of courage. It hung from Shauna's neck, slapping her chest as she climbed upwards. She couldn't leave her uncle behind, she had to reach him so that they could escape together.
The top of the volcano was now tantalizingly close. The sky was filled with the dark smoke. As it began to block out the sun, it threw the land into darkness. Shauna tripped and stumbled. She fell down, her face hit the hard rocks beneath her feet, and she gasped. She didn't feel like she could make it. The volcano was too high. Great Uncle Shane was too far away. She closed her eyes.
As rock and ash rained down on the little shyceratops, she remembered what it was to be courageous. She remembered her uncle's words and all the battles he had been in. She remembered all his stories. She had to keep going. She had to rescue him. She opened her eyes, heaved herself onto her feet, and crawled up the volcano once more until eventually, she made it to the top.
"Uncle?" she cried at the top of her lungs, "Uncle, where are you?" She couldn’t see anything through all the thick smoke.
The grumbling and rumbling of the volcano were deafening and Shauna brought her hooves up to cover her ears. Just then she felt something grab her from behind and she glanced over her shoulder. It was Great Uncle Shane!
"Quickly!" he shouted, grabbing hold of Shauna, "Rub the tooth!"
Shauna did as she was told. Moments later, there was a flash of bright light and a swirling purple vortex. Shauna squeezed her eyes shut. She felt the wind rushing over her scales and then thump! She landed heavily. When she opened her eyes, they were home again. She lay in a crumpled heap back in the garden, with Great Uncle Shane just feet away.
"Was that real?" Shauna panted, her chest heaving and sweat pouring from her brow.
"What do you think?" chuckled her great uncle.
"Well, it felt real! I was jumping over lava and dodging boulders and everything!" Shauna's eyes were wide with excitement, she had never been on such an adventure.
"You were very brave, Shauna," said Great Uncle Shane, "Just remember how brave you were. You didn't hesitate, you were bold and confident."
Shauna went to bed that night thinking about her adventure and trying to work out whether it was real or not. When she got undressed something fell out of her pocket. It was a rock. When she picked it up, it was very light, and it had holes all over it. It was a very unusual rock. It was a rock from the volcano!
The next morning Great Uncle Shane insisted on walking Shauna to school. When they arrived at the gates, Shauna lifted the chain off her neck and handed it to him.
"Nah ah ah," he said pushing it away, "You keep that for today and let it remind you just how confident and brave you can be."
Shauna smiled and looked up at her great uncle. He had a twinkle in his eye.
"Remember," he said placing a hoof on Shauna's shoulder, "there's nothing wrong with being shy, but don't let it hold you back!"
Shauna waved goodbye to Great Uncle Shane and walked into school. Inside the classroom some of the children were talking excitedly amongst one another, some were playing games and others were leaning out of the window shouting across the playground.
Shauna felt butterflies growing inside her stomach once more. She felt her face flush red and when she tried to speak her voice came out all wobbly. Then she remembered the volcano. If she could dodge boulders and leap over burning rivers of lava, then she could surely ask to sit next to one of the other dinosaurs. She clutched the tooth of courage that dangled from her neck and stepped forwards. She walked up to three little diplodocuses who were sat huddled around a desk.
