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The Gruffalo's Child by Julia Donaldson as a song, Children's Music Storytelling Books Read Aloud

Learn to read and follow along/sing along with the story "The Gruffalo's Child" by Julia Donaldson, illustrated by Axel Scheffler. Performed as a song by Savannah Kids www.savannahkidstv.com Watch Savannah Kids perform THE GRUFFALO as a song:    • The Gruffalo by Julia Donaldson as a ...   Sheet music + playback available for purchase - inquire here: [email protected] / [email protected] If you enjoyed this video and would like to make a small donation we would appreciate your support ❤️ https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted... "The Gruffalo said that no Gruffalo should Ever set foot in the deep dark wood." But one wild and windy night the Gruffalo's child disobeys her father's warnings and ventures out into the snow. After all, the Big Bad Mouse doesn't really exist . . . does he? The Gruffalo's Child is the number one bestselling, much-loved sequel to the worldwide picture book phenomenon that is The Gruffalo. Julia Donaldson's trademark rhyming text and Axel Scheffler's brilliant, characterful illustrations combine once more to ensure that the Gruffalo's Child has followed firmly in her father's footsteps and that her story is one that children will ask for again, and again . . . and again! Follow Savannah Kids on social media:   / savannahkidsproductions     / savannah.kids.productions   This video is purely for entertainment and enjoyment purposes! ... One snowy night when the Gruffalo snored. The Gruffalo’s child was feeling bored. The Gruffalo’s Child was feeling brave so she tiptoed out of the Gruffalo cave. The snow fell fast and the wind blew wild. Into the wood went the Gruffalo’s child. Aha! Oho! A trail in the snow! Whose is this trail and where does it go? A tail poked out of a logpile house. Could this be the tail of the Big Bad Mouse? Out slid the creature. His eyes were small. And he didn’t have whiskers – no, none at all. “You’re not the Mouse.””Not I, said the snake. “He’s down by the lake – eating Gruffalo cake. The snow fell fast and the wind blew wild. “I’m not scared,” said the Gruffalo’s child. Aha! Oho! Marks in the snow! Whose are these claw marks? Where do they go? Two eyes gleamed out of the treetop house. Could these be the eyes of the Big Bad Mouse? Down flew the creature. His tail was short And he didn’t have whiskers of any sort. “You’re not the Mouse. “ Toowhoo, not I, But he’s somewhere nearby, eating Gruffalo pie.” The snow fell fast and the wind blew wild. I’m not scared said the Gruffalo’s child....