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  • Elliot Under Glass (EVERYONE)

    Elliot Under Glass (EVERYONE)
    Mar 18 2022
    This episode marks the end of Season 1 of A Carefully Built Pretend. Thank you so much for listening and supporting my work, I look forward to bringing you more original stories when we pick up with Season 2 in a few months.Today we’ll be reading a story called Elliot Under Glass. Have you ever looked deeply into a snow globe and wished with all your might that you could go inside? Maybe it’s a snow globe with a dashing unicorn, flowers laced in its flowing mane and tail. Or perhaps it’s a holiday snow globe with a jolly Santa surrounded by his elves and a mountain of toys. Or maybe it’s one of those snow globes that someone brought back from a trip, with the Empire State Building or the Eiffel Tower inside. You give it a shake and watch the glittery snow swirl around and fall gently toward the bottom, dreaming you could be taken away to the magical space inside the snow globe.Now what if I told you that sometimes... well, at least one time... there was someone inside the snow globe wishing they could get out?! You don’t believe me, do you? Well, let me tell you the story of Elliot Under Glass...A Carefully Built Pretend podcast is written and produced by Melissa Oliveri - http://www.melissaoliveri.comSupport Melissa on Patreon - http://www.patreon.com/melissaoliveriMelissa on Instagram: @the.mop.podMelissa on Twitter: @melissaoliveriAll music by Cannelle - http://www.cannellemusic.comMusic and Stories brought to you by Things with Wings Productions and Phaeton Starling Publishing.FULL TRANSCRIPT:Pssst! Over here!Take my hand, I’ll take you to a Pretend Land!Are you ready?1 -2 -3, Wheeeeeeeeee!Welcome to A Carefully Built Pretend. My name is Melissa, and I’m so glad you’re here!Today we’ll be reading a story called Elliot Under Glass. Have you ever looked deeply into a snow globe and wished with all your might that you could go inside? Maybe it’s a snow globe with a dashing unicorn, flowers laced in its flowing mane and tail. Or perhaps it’s a holiday snow globe with a jolly Santa surrounded by his elves and a mountain of toys. Or maybe it’s one of those snow globes that someone brought back from a trip, with the Empire State Building or the Eiffel Tower inside. You give it a shake and watch the glittery snow swirl around and fall gently toward the bottom, dreaming you could be taken away to the magical space inside the snow globe.Now what if I told you that sometimes... well, at least one time... there was someone inside the snow globe wishing they could get out?! You don’t believe me, do you? Well, let me tell you the story of Elliot Under Glass...Are you ready? Here we go!No one is quite sure how Elliot got inside the snow globe. Some say he was put in there when a mystical creature cast a spell on him, others say he grew from a seed or grain of sand, others think maybe he hatched out of an egg. Whatever the case, Elliot had never known a day outside of the snow globe. He wasn’t completely alone in there, he had a doll, a toy train, a plate of cookies, and a glass of lemonade. But the one thing he didn’t have, was a real friend.Tony loved Christmas. Every year he would spend the weeks leading up to the holidays pouring over the Sears toy catalogue, circling all his favourite things. That Christmas, Tony got a new sled, a Batman colouring book, a chutes and ladders board game, and his very own hair comb. “There’s one more gift under the tree, Tony,” his grandpa had said, “I think it’s for you!”Tony had scurried to the tree and gently lifted the small, rather heavy box. There was no tag on it. “Who is it from?” he asked. He looked around at the grownups in the room, but none of them seemed to know. Tony shrugged and tore off the paper. Underneath was a plain brown cardboard box. Tony carefully pried it open and lifted the object out. “It’s a snow globe!” he shouted, giving it a shake then holding it up to the light to peer inside.“Dad is this your doing?” Tony’s dad asked Tony’s Grandpa. Tony’s grandpa shook his head no and shrugged his shoulders. “Well son, I guess we’ll just chalk this one up to Santa!” he said, smiling.“I love it!” said Tony, running up to his room to find the perfect spot for his gift. The snow globe found a home on top of his dresser next to the bed. Every night before bed he would lay down and hold it up above his head, peering at the boy inside as the glittery snowflakes fell around him. The boy inside was sitting cross-legged on the floor, a doll, toy train, plate of cookies, and glass of lemonade by his side. I wonder what your name is...thought Tony one day. “It’s Elliot!” shouted the boy. Tony was so shocked he almost dropped the snow globe on the floor. He had seen a film at the movie theatre last year with his dad where the toys could talk, and move. But... that wasn’t real... was it?“Hello Elliot, I’m Tony,” he spoke into the glass at the top of the snow globe. He leaned back and ...
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    18 min
  • Is Your Name Camilla? (YOUNGER KIDS)

    Is Your Name Camilla? (YOUNGER KIDS)
    Mar 11 2022
    Today we’ll be reading a story called “Is Your Name Camilla?”. This story is a little bit like a puzzle, or a guessing game. Our friend Harriet Hedghog is trying to find her sister’s friend, Camilla. Will you figure out which animal Camilla is before Harriet does? Let’s get reading to find out!A Carefully Built Pretend podcast is written and produced by Melissa Oliveri - http://www.melissaoliveri.comSupport Melissa on Patreon - http://www.patreon.com/melissaoliveriMelissa on Instagram: @the.mop.podMelissa on Twitter: @melissaoliveriAll music by Cannelle - http://www.cannellemusic.comMusic and Stories brought to you by Things with Wings Productions and Phaeton Starling Publishing.FULL TRANSCRIPT:Pssst! Over here!Take my hand, I’ll take you to a Pretend Land!Are you ready?1 -2 -3, Wheeeeeeeeee!Welcome to A Carefully Built Pretend. My name is Melissa, and I’m so glad you’re here!Today we’ll be reading a story called “Is Your Name Camilla?”. This story is a little bit like a puzzle, or a guessing game. Our friend Harriet Hedghog is trying to find her sister’s friend, Camilla. Will you figure out which animal Camilla is before Harriet does? Let’s get reading to find out!Are you ready? Here we go!Meet Harriet Hedgehog. Harriet loves wearing mittens, putting bows in her hair, and playing with her rainbow beach ball.Harriet has a sister named Hillary Hedgehog. Hillary is rather sad today because she has lost her friend, Camilla. “Don’t worry, I will go find your friend Camilla!” says Harriet. She puts on her shoes, and her favourite mittens and heads out the door.First, I will look in the park! she thinks. At the entrance to the park she sees a little grey mouse! “Excuse me, Mouse” she says, “is your name Camilla?”“Why no!” says the mouse. “My name is Mozza because I LOVE mozzarella cheese! But I know someone named Camilla, and she has HUGE eyes!”“Oh, thank you, Mozza!” replies Harriet, and she keeps walking. Ahead of her she sees the county fair. That seems like a good place to look for Camilla. She walks by the Ferris wheel and the carrousel, and suddenly sees a large brown horse. “Why, this horse has big eyes!” cries Harriet. “Excuse me, horse, is your name Camilla?” she asks.“Nay!” says the horse, “My name is Wind because I can run like the wind. But I know someone named Camilla, and she has big feet!”“Thank you, Wind!” shouts Harriet, running toward the zoo. Harriet follows the winding path around the different enclosures, and suddenly sees a kangaroo. Now, kangaroos have big eyes AND big feet! thinks Harriet. “Excuse me, kangaroo, is your name Camilla?” she asks.“Not at all!” the kangaroo replies. “My name is Pocket because I have a pocket on my belly. But I know someone named Camilla, and she has no tail!”“Oh, thank you, Pocket!” says Harriet, hurrying toward the forest. Harriet is running so fast she runs right into the paws of a lynx. Lynx have big eyes, AND big feet, AND they have no tail! thinks Harriet. “Excuse me, lynx, is your name Camilla?” she asks, untangling herself from its paws.“So sorry dear, but it’s not. My name is Moonlight because I love to play in the moonlight. But I know someone named Camilla, and she has no fur!”“Oh, well, thank you, Moonlight,” says Harriet, following the path through the woods. Suddenly she hears a strange sound... “Oooo – oooo – ooooo”. What could it be...?“An Owl!” cries Harriet. “Of course! Owls have no fur, only feathers! They have big eyes, AND big feet, AND no tail!” Harriet quickly climbs the tree and finds the owl on a branch. “Excuse me, owl, is your name Camilla?”“Whooooooo?” says the owl. “No, my name is Dinnerplates, because I have such big eyes! But I know someone named Camilla and.... she’s just around the corner!”“Wonderful! Thank you so much, Dinnerplates!” shouts Harriet over her shoulder as she scrambles down the tree. She rushes down the path and comes to a small pond. Sitting on a lily pad in the pond is a lovely, smiling frog. The frog has big eyes, AND big feet. She has NO tail, and NO hair – she is all green! “Excuse me, frog,” says Harriet, “is your name Camilla?”“Why yes!” says Camilla “How may I help you, dear?”“My sister Hillary is very sad! She couldn’t find you earlier and she’s quite worried!”“Then, we’d best hurry home!” says Camilla, hopping off the lily pad and swimming to meet Harriet at the edge of the pond.The pair race home to find Hillary, who gives Camilla a big hug the moment they walk through the door. Hillary turns to Harriet and asks, “Did you have a hard time finding Camilla?”“Not at all!” replies Harriet, “and I made some wonderful friends along the way!” Thank you for being here my friend, it’s so nice to spend a little bit of time with you!I hope you enjoyed this story, and remember, it’s okay to ask for help if you need it.Until ...
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    8 min
  • That Time I Didn't Listen (EVERYONE)

    That Time I Didn't Listen (EVERYONE)
    Mar 4 2022
    Today we’ll be reading a story called That Time I Didn’t Listen. Do you ever have those moments where someone warns you about something, but you kind of want to find out for yourself? Or maybe you don’t quite believe them? This is a story about moments like those, and what our storyteller learned from them.A Carefully Built Pretend podcast is written and produced by Melissa Oliveri - http://www.melissaoliveri.comSupport Melissa on Patreon - http://www.patreon.com/melissaoliveriMelissa on Instagram: @the.mop.podMelissa on Twitter: @melissaoliveriAll music by Cannelle - http://www.cannellemusic.comMusic and Stories brought to you by Things with Wings Productions and Phaeton Starling Publishing.FULL TRANSCRIPT:Pssst! Over here!Take my hand, I’ll take you to a Pretend Land!Are you ready?1 -2 -3, Wheeeeeeeeee!Welcome to A Carefully Built Pretend. My name is Melissa, and I’m so glad you’re here!Today we’ll be reading a story called That Time I Didn’t Listen. Do you ever have those moments where someone warns you about something, but you kind of want to find out for yourself? Or maybe you don’t quite believe them? This is a story about moments like those, and what our storyteller learned from them.Are you ready? Here we go!The first time I didn’t listen I was making Rice Krispie Squares with my mom. We put a pot on the stove and melted some butter, then added some marshmallows to it and melted those too, then we mixed in the cereal, and it was a big gooey, sticky, sweet mess. My mom took the pot off the stove. I turned to look at the burner, it was a pretty, bright orange colour. “Don’t touch the hot stove, you’ll get hurt,” said my mom. “It’s so pretty,” I thought “I’ll only touch it a little bit,” I thought. I reached out my forefinger and placed it down on the bright orange burner. “Owwie owwie!” I shouted, popping my finger into my mouth as the burning pain shot up my arm. I took my finger out of my mouth and looked down at it. My skin was bright red and a big ol’ blister was forming. Even the Rice Krispie Treats didn’t make me feel better. I told myself next time my mother warned me about something I would listen.The next time I didn’t listen I was chewing bubble gum. I love bubble gum. Well, I used to love bubble gum. I would chew it and chew it, then I would pull some of it out of my mouth and twirl it around my finger and my father would say “One of these days you’re going to get bubble gum in your hair!” and I would roll my eyes and twirl my gum around my finger some more then pop it back in my mouth and keep chewing. One day I was at school chewing my gum and twirling it around my finger when the boy sitting behind me let out a loud sneeze - ATCHOO! I was startled and quickly turned my head around to look at him. Before I knew it, I had bubble gum in my hair. I pulled and pulled on it but no matter what I did it was stuck. I ran to the restrooms and tried to clean it off with water and a paper towel, but it was stuck. I put a hat on to hide the gum in my hair for the rest of the day. When I got home my father took one look at me and said “I told you so!”. He then got the scissors and cut the gum out of my hair. I looked very silly for a few weeks until my hair grew back. I told myself that next time my father warned me about something I would listen.The next time I didn’t listen I was pushing the shopping cart around the store while Grandpa and I were doing groceries. I was only a little bit taller than the shopping cart; my eyes were just above the handle. After a while I got a bit bored, and hungry, so I licked the handle of the shopping cart. “Oh dear,” said my grandpa, “shopping carts are covered in germs, you really shouldn’t do that.” I rolled my eyes and thought “What does he know? I don’t see any germs!” and kept licking the shopping cart handle with defiance. A few days later I woke up feeling very icky. “I think you caught a bug!” said my mom as she was looking at the thermometer. I missed my best friend’s birthday party because I was stuck in bed with a fever and a sore throat. I told myself, next time Grandpa warned me about something I would listen.The next time I didn’t listen we were on family vacation and staying at a hotel. The hotel had big, long, straight hallways with gray and beige carpeting. The hallways looked like racetracks, and I went racing down them every time we left our room. “You really shouldn’t run down the hallways, it’s disruptive for the other guests and you could fall and get hurt,” said my older sister. “She’s just jealous because I’m faster than her,” I thought as I flew down the hallways at top speed. I zoomed past the elevators, the vending machine, the door to the pool... the room numbers were all a blur as I raced by. Out of the blue, I tripped on my own feet and fell to the ground, my face rubbing against the carpet as I crash-landed in the hallway. I sat ...
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    11 min
  • Wrong Answers Only! (YOUNGER KIDS)

    Wrong Answers Only! (YOUNGER KIDS)
    Feb 25 2022

    Today we’ll be reading a silly story called Wrong Answers Only! Now, I’ll need your help for this story to work. I’m going to read it to you, but every time I pause, I want you to answer the question – but here’s the tricky part, I don’t want you to give me the right answer, you have to make up a silly answer of your own! Then I’ll include my silly answer too. I promise we’re all going to have a lot of fun!


    A Carefully Built Pretend podcast is written and produced by Melissa Oliveri - http://www.melissaoliveri.com

    Support Melissa on Patreon - http://www.patreon.com/melissaoliveri

    Melissa on Instagram: @the.mop.pod

    Melissa on Twitter: @melissaoliveri

    All music by Cannelle - http://www.cannellemusic.com

    Music and Stories brought to you by Things with Wings Productions and Phaeton Starling Publishing.


    FULL TRANSCRIPT:

    Pssst! Over here!

    Take my hand, I’ll take you to a Pretend Land!

    Are you ready?

    1 -2 -3, Wheeeeeeeeee!


    Welcome to A Carefully Built Pretend. My name is Melissa, and I’m so glad you’re here!

    Today we’ll be reading a silly story called “Wrong Answers Only”. Now, I’ll need your help for this story to work. I’m going to read it to you, but every time I pause, I want you to answer the question – but here’s the tricky part, I don’t want you to give me the right answer, you have to make up a silly answer of your own! Then I’ll include my silly answer too. I promise we’re all going to have a lot of fun!

    Are you ready? Here we go!


    What sound does a cow make?  Gobbledy Gobbledy Gobbledy Gook

    What sound does a truck make?  Boop Boop Boop

    What does a blanket sound like? *Hand Claps*

    What sound does a toaster make? Caw! Caw! Caw!

    What does a baby sound like? DeeDoo DeeDoo DeeDoo

    What sound does a sheep make? Vroom Vroom!

    What does a mountain sound like? Mooooooo!

    What sound does a telephone make? Bladbladbladbladbla

    What does an ant sound like?  *Foot Stomping*

    What sound does a rock make? Swish Swoosh Swish Swoosh

    What sound does a house make? EEawww EEawww

    What sound does a tire make? Teeheeeheeeheeeheeeee

    What does a houseplant sound like? *Fish Sound*

    What does ice sound like? Cockadoodledoo!

    What sound does hair make? Bloop Bloop Bloop

    What do flowers sound like? GRRRRRAWR!

    What sound does a chicken make? Beep Beep! Beeeeeeeeeep! Beep Beep!

    What does a tree sound like? Tick Tock Tick Tock

    What does a thunderstorm sound like? SHHHHHH!

    What do socks sound like? Squeak Squeak Squeak

    What does the ocean sound like? Meow Meow

    What does a carpet sound like? *Tongue Clicking*

    What do you sound like?  ...Well I think that just might be the best sound of all!


    Thank you for being here my friend, it’s so nice to spend a little bit of time with you

    I hope you enjoyed this story, and remember, it’s fun to think outside the box, to make up your own answers, to be different and unique, and most importantly, it’s okay to be wrong, that’s how we learn! I hope you had fun with me today.

    Until next time, keep imagining, dreaming, pretending – and learning – and I’ll be back very soon.


    This podcast features original music by Cannelle and is brought to you by Things with Wings productions and Phaeton Starling Publishing. I’m Melissa Oliveri. Thank you for listening.



    Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/thoughts-right-now/donations
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    9 min
  • Black Dog Waiting (EVERYONE)

    Black Dog Waiting (EVERYONE)
    Feb 18 2022
    Today we’ll be reading a story called Black Dog Waiting. Did you know that black dogs are often the last ones to be adopted at animal shelters? This is a story about a black dog who had to wait a long time to learn about home and love.A Carefully Built Pretend podcast is written and produced by Melissa Oliveri - http://www.melissaoliveri.comSupport Melissa on Patreon - http://www.patreon.com/melissaoliveriMelissa on Instagram: @the.mop.podMelissa on Twitter: @melissaoliveriAll music by Cannelle - http://www.cannellemusic.comMusic and Stories brought to you by Things with Wings Productions and Phaeton Starling Publishing.FULL TRANSCIPT:Pssst! Over here!Take my hand, I’ll take you to a Pretend Land!Are you ready?1 -2 -3, Wheeeeeeeeee!Welcome to A Carefully Built Pretend. My name is Melissa, and I’m so glad you’re here!Today we’ll be reading a story called Black Dog Waiting. Did you know that black dogs are often the last ones to be adopted at animal shelters? This is a story about a black dog who had to wait a long time to learn about home and love.Are you ready? Here we go!There’s a black dog waiting by the side of the road. She doesn’t remember much about her life before. There wasn’t much of a life to remember, I suppose. She spent every day outside, tied to a short rusty chain. Sunny days, windy days, rainy days, stormy days, snowy days... days and days and days.One day, her chain got so rusty it broke. The black dog walked and walked and walked. She eventually found a road and sat for a while watching the cars go by. Big cars, small cars, clean cars, dusty cars, noisy cars, fast cars... Eventually the black dog god tired, and she curled up in the dirt to sleep. She slept in the sun, the wind, and the rain as cars drove by her on the dusty old road.One day, a truck stopped nearby. The black dog lifted her head, too tired and hungry to stand up. Two people got out of the truck and started walking toward her. One of them had a rope... the dog thought the rope looked like a chain, the chain that she had been tied to for days and days and days. The black dog got sad. The two people got closer. The black dog got scared. The two people tied the rope to her collar. The black dog started to shake. The people pulled on the rope until the black dog stood up, and they lead her to the back of their truck and put her inside. Then the truck and the people and the black dog drove down the dusty old road.When the truck stopped, the dog was led into a building. The black dog was confused, she had never been inside a building before, she had never seen a floor before. She was brought to a room with rows and rows and rows of cages. Every cage had a dog, and every dog was sad, scared, and worried. The black dog was put in the cage at the end of the row. Then the black dog got sad, scared, and worried too.Day after day after day people came to look at the dogs in the cages. First the puppies got out, then the cute small fluffy dogs got out, then the young hunting dogs got out, then the big, beautiful dogs with the lush fur got out. Every time a dog got out, another dog came in. Then when that dog got out, another one came in. But the black dog never got out. Day after day after day people came and took a dog, and day after day after day the black dog stayed in her cage at the end of the row.Finally, one day, the black dog heard a small voice ask “What about this one?”. The black dog lifted her ear a little. It sounded like the voice was nearby. “I like this one!” said the small voice. This time the black dog lifted her head. “Are you sure?” asked a big voice. “Yes, I’m sure,” said the small voice. The black dog stood up and turned around, and she came face to face with a child. The black dog had never seen a child before. The child smiled. The black dog had never seen a smile before. The child reached into the cage and gently scratched the top of the dog’s head. The dog’s tail started wagging. The black dog thought maybe she’d wagged her tail before, but she wasn’t sure.A person came by with a rope, and the black dog began to shake. The child sat next to the dog and told her everything was going to be okay. The black dog leaned her head on the child and felt something... something warm, something good, something safe. The black dog was feeling trust, for the very first time.The black dog was led to the car and sat in the back next to the child. She looked out the window and saw trees and houses and fences and people and other dogs. The car finally stopped, and the black dog was brought to a new building. Once inside the child walked with the dog and showed her some new things. “This is your bed,” said the child. The black dog wasn’t sure what a bed was, but it sure looked comfortable.“This is your food bowl,” said the child. The black dog wasn’t sure what a food bowl was, but it sure would be nice to not feel hungry anymore.“These are your toys,” said the child. ...
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    11 min
  • Mr. Pebbles (YOUNGER KIDS)

    Mr. Pebbles (YOUNGER KIDS)
    Feb 11 2022

    Today we’ll be reading a story called Mr. Pebbles. It’s a tale about a cat and a fish, and how they became the best of friends!


    A Carefully Built Pretend podcast is written and produced by Melissa Oliveri - http://www.melissaoliveri.com

    Support Melissa on Patreon - http://www.patreon.com/melissaoliveri

    Melissa on Instagram: @the.mop.pod

    Melissa on Twitter: @melissaoliveri

    All music by Cannelle - http://www.cannellemusic.com

    Music and Stories brought to you by Things with Wings Productions and Phaeton Starling Publishing.


    FULL TRANSCIPT:


    Pssst! Over here!

    Take my hand, I’ll take you to a Pretend Land!

    Are you ready?

    1 -2 -3, Wheeeeeeeeee!


    Welcome to A Carefully Built Pretend. My name is Melissa, and I’m so glad you’re here!

    Today we’ll be reading a story called Mr. Pebbles. It’s a tale about a cat and a fish, and how they became the best of friends!

    Are you ready? Here we go!


    Mr. Pebbles in his goldfish bowl

    Doesn’t like to do what he’s told

    He flips and flops about trying to see

    A lovely cat named Miss Mallory

    One day he flip and flopped until he

    Flew right out of his tiny little sea!


    Miss Mallory ran away from Mr. Pebbles

    That rebel with the orange scales

    And permanently puckered lips

    That scare Miss Mallory out of her wits!

    She meows “Go away you silly fish!”

    And indeed, one day, he disappeared with a SWISH!

    He had accidentally jumped in the toilet, you see

    And off went Mr. Pebbles shouting “Wheeeee!”


    For a few weeks we had peace at home,

    Then one day we got a call on the phone

    “I have a fish here” said the man on the line,

    “He says that he’s yours, and he sure ain’t mine!

    I’ll be glad to drive him, just give me your address”

    At this our scaredy feline began to pace with distress


    The kind man came by and dropped off the fish

    And back in his bowl he went with a SWISH

    Mr. Pebbles wasted no time at all

    Trying to jump out to pay Miss Mallory a call


    “Oh Mr. Pebbles” I said with a sigh,

    “Miss Mallory is rather afraid of your eyes,

    And also your mouth, and your scales, and fins,

    In fact she’s afraid of everythin’”

    “But please don’t be sad, don’t worry one bit!

    I’ll be your friend; I think we’re a good fit!

    Your orange scales match my orange hair,

    That’s one thing that we have in common right there!”


    Mr. Pebbles swam ‘round and gave it some thought

    “A friend would be nice, and like it or not,

    The lovely Miss Mallory wants nothing to do,

    With me, but luckily, now there is you!”


    And that is how Mr. Pebbles and I came to be

    And soon our friendship included all 3

    Miss Mallory got over her fears, you see!

    Not right away, but eventually...


    After the cat let go of her fears

    She grew to hold Mr. Pebbles quite dear

    The 3 of us laugh, and smile, and play

    Each and every single day


    And that, my dear, is the story I have

    Of a friendship between me, a fish, and a cat

    I’ve told the whole thing, and we’ve reached the end

    Of how me, Mr. Pebbles, and Miss Mallory

    Became the very best of friends.



    Thank you for being here my friend, it’s so nice to spend a little bit of time with you!

    I hope you enjoyed this story, and remember, it’s great to be friends with people and creatures that are different than you, you just have to make a little effort to find things you have in common.

    Until next time, keep imagining, dreaming, and pretending, and I’ll be back very soon.


    This podcast features original music by Cannelle and is brought to you by Things with Wings productions and Phaeton Starling Publishing. I’m Melissa Oliveri. Thank you for listening.



    Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/thoughts-right-now/donations
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    6 min
  • The Moonlight Parade (EVERYONE)

    The Moonlight Parade (EVERYONE)
    Feb 5 2022
    Today we’ll be reading a story called The Moonlight Parade. It’s a story about friendship, love, loss, and change.A Carefully Built Pretend podcast is written and produced by Melissa Oliveri - http://www.melissaoliveri.comSupport Melissa on Patreon - http://www.patreon.com/melissaoliveriMelissa on Instagram: @the.mop.podMelissa on Twitter: @melissaoliveriAll music by Cannelle - http://www.cannellemusic.comMusic and Stories brought to you by Things with Wings Productions and Phaeton Starling Publishing.FULL TRANSCIPT:Pssst! Over here!Take my hand, I’ll take you to a Pretend Land!Are you ready?1 -2 -3, Wheeeeeeeeee!Welcome to A Carefully Built Pretend. My name is Melissa, and I’m so glad you’re here!Today we’ll be reading a story called The Moonlight Parade. It’s a story about friendship, love, loss, and change.Are you ready? Here we go!Many years ago, in a place like many places, with fields and trees and the occasional house, was a farm with many horses.  The horses raced around the fields; tall, short, old, young, light, dark.  One of those horses, rather young and rather dark, was very special.  She was special because she was kind, gentle and smart.Nearby lived a girl, rather young and rather tall.  Every day she would ride her bike down the dirt road, wind blowing her hair into tangles, just to see the horse.  The girl was also kind, gentle and smart.  They would stand in the fields for hours.  The girl would talk and the horse would listen, the girl would sing and the horse would doze off, and sometimes the girl would lean on the horse and they would just stand in silence.At dusk, when all the other horses would run across the fields like their wild ancestors, the horse would shield the girl from their pounding hooves, and they would both watch the parade as the moon came up.  Day after day, night after night, the girl and the horse would stand and watch the moonlight parade.Over time, the girl started coming every other day, then once a week, then the visits became fewer and fewer until the girl stopped visiting at all.  She had grown up and moved to a place like many places, with tall buildings and cars and the occasional tree.The horse grew up too, and became a mom.  She taught her foals to be kind, gentle and smart, and all of them grew up to be very special horses.  But at dusk, when the other horses started their parade, she would watch and wonder what happened to the girl.Far away, in a small city house, the girl had also become a mom.  She taught her baby to be kind gentle and smart.  She kept busy every day, but at dusk she would look out her tiny window at the rising moon and remember the field, the parade and the horse.  Night after night she thought of the horse and wished she could stand with her and talk, and sleep, and sing.Many years later, on a warm and sunny day, the girl came back to the place with the fields and the trees… and the horse.  The girl had grown older, her hair was getting grey and she spoke more quietly, but that day she had a sparkle in her eye.  The girl walked to the field and called the horse’s name.  The horse had grown older, her mane was tangled and she walked more slowly, but when she heard the girl’s voice she also got a sparkle in her eye. They spent some time standing very close.  The girl talked and the hose listened, then she sang a little song and it was time to go. They both felt very sad, and as the girl walked away the horse whinnied a loud, proud and heavy-hearted goodbye.Years went by and the horse thought of the girl and the girl thought of the horse.One night, the horse was very tired and lay down to sleep.  But as the moon started to come up, and the horses started their parade of pounding hooves, the horse lifted her head, shook her mane, and got up to join them.  She ran and ran in the field with the other horses.  As the moon rose higher and higher she ran faster and faster, so fast she lifted into the night sky and raced into the girl’s dream.  The girl was very happy to see the horse, young and proud, running like the wind.  She dreamed they were standing in the field and, just before she woke, the horse whinnied one last goodbye.The next day, the girl gathered her family and drove to the place with the fields and trees.  Things had changed a lot since she had been there as a child; the dirt road had been paved, the bikes had rusted, some of the houses were gone and others had been built.  But the biggest change of all was that the horse was no longer in the field.  In her place was a foal, rather dark and rather tall, and very kind, gentle and smart.  The girl had brought her son, and the foal looked at the boy, and the boy looked at the foal.  They walked to the field and stood together.  The boy talked and the foal listened, the boy sang and the foal dozed off, then the boy leaned on the foal and they stood in silence.At dusk, as the moon started to rise,...
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  • Emma Eats Strange Things (YOUNGER KIDS)

    Emma Eats Strange Things (YOUNGER KIDS)
    Jan 28 2022

    Today we’ll be reading a silly poem called “ Emma Eats Strange Things”. It feels good to just be silly sometimes, doesn’t it? To just have a laugh for no reason at all? To make things up that don’t make sense? That’s what today is all about – just being silly and having fun.


    A Carefully Built Pretend podcast is written and produced by Melissa Oliveri - http://www.melissaoliveri.com

    Support Melissa on Patreon - http://www.patreon.com/melissaoliveri

    Melissa on Instagram: @the.mop.pod

    Melissa on Twitter: @melissaoliveri

    Music by Cannelle - http://www.cannellemusic.com

    Stories and Music brought to you by Things with Wings Productions and Phaeton Starling Publishing.


    FULL TRANSCRIPT:

    Pssst! Over here!

    Take my hand, I’ll take you to a Pretend Land!

    Are you ready?

    1 -2 -3, Wheeeeeeeeee!


    Welcome to A Carefully Built Pretend. My name is Melissa, and I’m so glad you’re here!

    Today we’ll be reading a silly poem called “ Emma Eats Strange Things”. It feels good to just be silly sometimes, doesn’t it? To just have a laugh for no reason at all? To make things up that don’t make sense? That’s what today is all about – just being silly and having fun.

    Are you ready? Here we go!


    Emma eats strange things

    She eats cake with lizard wings

    She eats frozen onion rings

    And eats salad with flies that sing!


    Emma eats strange food

    She eats chairs when she’s in the mood

    She eats her dolls when they are rude

    And eats her cereal with glue!


    Emma eats strange meals

    She likes munching on high heels

    She eats banana soup with eels

    Without removing the banana peels!


    Emma eats strange snacks

    At school she likes to eat her backpack

    At home she eats her mother’s coat rack

    She’s even been known to eat thumb tacks!


    Emma eats strange things

    She’ll swallow almost anything!

    She’ll taste just about everything!

    She just won’t eat the food I’m cooking…


     Thank you for being here my friend, it’s so nice to spend a little bit of time with you!

    I hope you enjoyed this poem. I like to take a little time each day to make up a silly story in my head, and just think about it and smile, or even laugh out loud, just for a moment. It can make a hard day feel a little better – go ahead and try it sometime! And if you can’t invent your own story, you can always come back here and listen to this one.

    Until next time, keep imagining, dreaming, and pretending – and being silly! – and I’ll be back very soon.

     

    This podcast features original music by Cannelle and is brought to you by Things with Wings productions and Phaeton Starling Publishing. I’m Melissa Oliveri. Thank you for listening.



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    5 min