8.16.25 - Part 2

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Speaker 1 (00:01):
Hello, and welcome to Radioized Turning Story Hour. As a
reminder of RADIOI is a reading service intended for people
are blinder of other disabilities that make it difficulty printed material.
Today we will be reading from various books on fat.
Your reader today is dying. Our first book is one

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that we did not finish last time, and it's called
Look What Feet You Can Do. It was published by
Learner Publications Company, a division of Learner Publishing Group, as
a copyright to ear of two thousand and seven and
the author is Dm. Sous Zouza. When it's time to eat,

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the bast fly out, zigzagging close to the water. They
listen for small fish feeding just below the surface. All
at once, they hit the water with their feet. Then
they sweep the surface with long, sharp claws. Bats that
catch a fish and their cloths may eat it while
they fly. Some may take it to a perch. Others

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store their treat in special cheek pouches and continue fishing.
Before dawn, the bats returns to their hideouts. Many sleep
together in the same place. There they rest until it's
time to go fishing again. Fishing bats sweep for fish
by dragging their long claws about an inch beneath the

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surface of the water one slimy foot. The sun has disappeared,
a moves out of its hiding place under a rock.
On top of its head are two long, fleshy horns.
Each horn has an eye on its tip. Beneath the
long horns are two shorter ones with two more eyes.

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The slug moves slowly from one end of its body
to the other. Muscles rise and fall like tiny waves.
These mussels are part of the slug's one and only foot.
They are its petal power. They help it surf over
the grounds. Slugs are related to snails, clams, oysters, and
scallops all have only one foot. As the slug moves,

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slime oozes from its body. Slime acts as a carpet
for the slug's big foot instead of footprints. The animal
waves behind a trail slime. The slug climbs a wall
but does not slip. It serves over broken glass and
pieces of sharp metal, but nothing cuts or scratches its body.

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Slime protects it. When the sun appears again in the sky,
the slug turns around. It picks up the scent of
its trail, and follows it back to its hideout slowly
it moves along on its big, slimy foot. The slug
leaves behind a trail slime that protects its body as
it travels a parade of feet. Many animals use their

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feet as tools. For example, mole crickets can turn their
front feet into shovels. Beevers comb their fur with their
front claws and hind feet. Otters catch food with their
front feet. The seaowter holds its meal with its front
feet while eating. Did you know that houseflies taste with

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their feet. They have hundreds of tiny hairs on the
bottom of their feet. As the insect walks, these hairs
signal when it reaches food. You may have seen flies
rubbing their legs and feet together. They try to keep
them clean and ready at any moment they may walk
across a treat. Houseflies are always rubbing their feet together

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to keep them clean for their next meal. Butterflies also
taste with their feet. When they land on the drop
of syrup, their tongues throw out like party favors butterflies
since when their feet have found something sweet to drink,
Butterflies throw out their long tongs to sit nectar from flowers.

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Blue footed Boobies are birds that live on the Gallipacus
Islands of Ecuador. They have bright blue feet. During mating season,
males wave their feet to catch the attention of females.
The male blue footed booby is waving his feet to
catch the tension of the female. This is called corning.

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Some animal moles, such as steers, horses, elk and roosters,
fight with their feet. A kangaroo's feet pack a double
punch while the animal boxes with its front feet, its
hind feet can deliver a knockout blow. Kangaroos are well
known for their powerful boxing abilities. Scientists believe that elephants

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signal one another by stopping their feet. Elephants as far
as the way is twenty miles are able to pick
up the message. They do it through their feet. Now
those are far out feet. The elephants can fill vibrations
from the ground in their feet. This helps them receive
messages from other elephants. Our next set of books are

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about going to school, and the first one is called
Mix and Moe's First Day of School. It was published
by Simon's Spotlight, an imprint of Simon and Schuster's Children's
Publishing division. It has the copyright ear of two thousand
and seven and the author is Patricia Laken. Mix and

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Mo were best friends. They lived in a cozy cage,
being bang boeing, We are moving, They cried, where too
at Mix? Back to school, said Mo. It is our
first day, said Mix. Moe read the sign. We are
in the art room. New things to make, said Mix.

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And new friends too, said Mo. They waited for the
big ones. Hello, called out Mix and Mo. She called
me tummy, said Moe. He called me fluffy Mix. They
do not know our names. They said. We need name tags,
they said. Mix scratched his chin. How do we make them?

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Most scratched his ears. We need to get out the
big one, slept Mix, climbed on Mo. Up and out
went Mix, Up and out went Mo. This book tells
us what to do, said Mo. They took the row,
They wrapped it. They taped it, Mo wrote, Mix pored
and rowed. That is my name, said Mo. That is

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my name, said Mix. Help cried Mix. It is rolling,
Mo read cut a straw into now tape. No more rolling,
said Mix and Mo. Oops. They said it needs to
go in our cage. How, said Mix. Lift up? Said Mo.
Tilt up climb up, tilt down, slide down. We They

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curled up and waited for the beer. Big Ones, Hello, Maximo.
The Big Ones off set. Our next book is called
A Smart Smart School. It was published by Carper Collins
Children's Books, a division of HarperCollins Publishers. Is a copy

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right here of twenty twenty three, and it was written
by Sharon Creech. At the beginning and the end of
each day, the principal, mister King ran in the school.
Bill Tilly, who was first student to arrive and the
last leave, often helped him. Mister Keen loved his fine,
fine school. He loved to stroll up and down the halls,

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looking at the fine, fine students and the fine fine teachers.
He loved to watch the students drawing and painting, and
reading and singing. He felt so proud to be their
principal that some days he thought his buttons would first.
But one day something else first. A pits poor mister

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King away till the hospital. He went, till he was
worried would mister King get better? A new principal arrived.
His name was mister Tatters, and he was a serious man.
He did not smile. He did not laugh. He marched
up and down the halls, glaring at the students and
the teachers. He stumped into one room where Tilly was

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sitting nearest the door. What's that you're doing, mister Tatters demanded.
We're making getwill callrds. Till he said, for mister King.
Come with me, mister Tatters said. He led Tilly to
another room. And what is going on there? He asked.
They're making a banner for mister King. Till he said,

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a getwill banner. Mister Tatters marched up and down the
halls with Tilly at his sight. They saw children making
cards and banners and posters and paper flowers. In the
last room, children were scribbling on the board there, he said,
What is going on there? Till he said, they're writing
a song for mister King, a getwell song. It's nearly done.

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Would you like to hear it? No, I would not,
mister Tatters said. The next day is all the children
were in their classrooms working on their cards and banners
and posters and flowers and psalms. Mister Tatter's made an announcement.
This is a school, he said, and in order to
be smart, smart school, we should be taking tests, ooh ooh,

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till he thought, we will have lots and lots of tests.
Mister Tatters said. The students and the teachers were worried.
We will not be making any more cards and banners
and posters and flowers and psalms. When we return on Monday,
we will be taking important tests. This will be a smart,
smart school. And so on Monday, the students took tests

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all day long, and on Tuesday took tests all day long.
At home, Tilly's dog, Beans pulled at her shoelaces. Her
little brother tucked at her sleeve. Aren't she gonna play
with us? He said, I can't. Tilly said, I have
to study for these tests. I have a million tests.

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On Wednesday and Thursday, Tilly and her friends took tests
all day long. One of Tilly's teachers said, I can't
think of any more questions to ask. Another said I
can't grate another test. Tilly said, I have no more answers.
At home, Beans lay at Tilly's feet. My brain is empty, empty, empty,

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Tilly said. Her little brother handed her an orange for
your brain, he said. On Friday, Tilly and her friends
took tests all day long and at the end of
the day, the students and the teachers limped home, But
on Saturday they all went to the hospital. Inside Tilly
spoke with a nurse. I see, he said. The nurse

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tell them to stand over there on the grass. When
the students and teachers saw the nurse and mister King
at a window, they held up their cards and banners
and posters and flowers, and they sang their song, mister King,
mister King, please get well, Please come back and ring
the bell. Mister King, mister King, please get well. We

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miss you tongues because you're so swell. They sang their
song loudly and proudly. They waved their cards and banners
and posters and flowers. Mister King left the window five
minutes past, ten minutes past. The students and the teachers
felt sad. Sad said, I guess we'd better go home now,

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till he said, But then the door of the hospital opened,
and out came the nurse pushing a wheelchair, and in
the wheelchair was mister King and his white hospital gown
with a yellow blanket over his knees. Till he wheeled
him around so that he could examine the cards and
manners and posters and flowers. Mister King smiled and smiled.

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On Monday, mister King returned to school. He helped mister
Tatters pack up his papers. Bye bye, he said, And
after that mister Tatters left. Mister King made an announcement.
I have been studying all the tests you have taken.
I am extremely concerned. Ooh oh, Tilly thought, these tests

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definitely show that something is missing. The students and the
teachers were worried till he went to mister King's office.
Mister King, she said, our brains are empty, empty, But
that beautiful song, those posters and flowers, didn't those come
from your brains? That was before the test. Till he said, Aha,

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mister King said, I see that. Afternoon, mister King made
another announcement. I have discovered what is missing for your test,
he said. Who oh, Tilly thought. There are no drawings,
no beautiful colors, no little poems. These tests do not
sing to me. Mister King said, And so tomorrow, in

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all week, we will have one more big test. Groans
filled the room. We will have a test to see
if we can go one whole week without a test.
A huge enormous cheer went up throughout the school, and
mister King added, we will only be able to draw
and sing and dance and write poems this week. Another huge,

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enormous cheer went up throughout the school and selled out
the window and into the air. That week, mister King
went around to all the classes and watched the students
drawing and painting and writing poems and singing. He gave
each student a button, a smart smart student, and he
gave each teacher button a smart smart teacher. So of

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course the students may a huge colorful banner which the
hone on mister King's office door, a smart smart principle.
All that week the students pained and drew and sang,
and they did not take any tests, not one single one. Someday,
mister King said, we will take a test or two someday,

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but not this day. If you pass that school even now,
you might see mister King ringing in the bell, and
you might also see a beautiful painted banner out front,
a smart smart school, and beneath it another banner with
smart smart students and smart smart teachers and a smart

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smart principle too. Our next book is called Lama Lama
Back to School, and it was published by Viking, an
imprint of Penguin Random House. It has a copyright ear
of twenty twenty two and the author is read Duncan.
Summer's here with all it's fun, Lama hopes it's never done. Fishing, hiking, slipping, slide, backyard, camping,

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picnic time, farmers, market for yummy fruit, town square band
plays drums and flutes, mini golf, bike and boat, fireflies, castles, mots, breakfast,
late lazy days. All we go on for all our play, backyard, picnic,
family friends, but follows on its way again. Mama Lama

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points to the dates. School starts soon and it won't wait.
Summer's coming to a clothes time to shop for new
school clothes. Hot hot sun, long car ride. Do I
have to go inside? Swallowed by pants, squeezed into shoes.
This is the last thing Lama wants to do. Water bottle,

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new lunch box, backpack, sweater, shirt and socks. Mama spots
another store. Wells, my hoofs are sore. Back at home,
pants too long. Mama hymns and hums a song. Make
the lunch and healthy snacks, lay out clothes and a
new backpack, Tuck and kiss. Thoughts so swirly. Morning comes

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so bright and early. Goodbye to Mama. Now school begins. Hello, teacher,
Hello friends, crowns, paper, beyond time. Don't push your shoves,
stand in line, do not shout, raise your hand. Welcome all. Now,
here's the plan. Luncheon, cubbies, coats on hooks, clan paint, music, books.

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Look over there a new someone, he's not happy, not
having fun. Come with us. Don't be scared. Here take mine,
we can share. Choose some colors, get supplies, Sit next
to me, Dry your eyes. Yes, like this, toad and glue.
Way to go. It takes two. Now we've all learned

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something new. Lama, Friends and teacher to Lama. Lama. Back
to school. Our next story is called Back to School
Tortoise and it was published by Albert Whitman and Company.
It has a copyright year of twenty ten and it
was written by Lucy M. George. Summer was almost over.

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It was time to go back to school. Tortoise got up,
got dressed, and had breakfast. Then he left for school.
But he started thinking what if he tripped and fell,
or he didn't like lunch, or the kids were mean
to him? What if he tripped while getting lunch, and
all the kids were mean to him. No, he decided,

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I can't go in. He sat down by the door.
But then he started thinking, what if it was fun
or lunch was his favorite, or he made lots of
new friends. What if it was fun eating his favorite
lunch with all his new friends. I'll go to school,
he decided. He took a deep breath and opened the door.

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Good morning, everyone, Tortoise said, as he bravely as he could.
Good morning, mister Tortoise. They all shouted back. Our next
story is called Gloriana Presente First Day of School Story.
It was published by Christia to A. B No Books

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has a copy right year of twenty twenty four and
the author is Elissa Renoso Morris. Today is my first
day of elementary school of Bueila. Dice no te prokopis
Gloriana to use my mind. She tells me a story
about our family's island home in La Republica Dominicana. On

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our island, the tall trees dance car elevento, filling my
basket with mangoes, aguacs cocos. She says, I shimmey and
shake like the trees to the shata music. I sing
bela bela, as los montonas reached for la luna. The

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wind whistles a song a Bueilo says, like a wolf singing.
Can sinos de more to the moon, I say, the
ocean waves sing your number and took your dettos of
Bueila says I get going, whisper Gloriana, Gloriana, Gloriana, as

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we serve for the city street puddles, story frees the
miriposas in my nervous stomach, they flutter away. Conla Brissa,
yave of Wailo says, you're going to have a great day.
But when I walk into the classroom, Wailo's soothing voice

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is gone. The peaceful pleasriuside, and suddenly I'm drowning in
a sea of new faces. The mountains crumble on, the
tropical trees wither away. Musica from our Islah has been
replaced with words and phrases. I don't understand. Mister Desolivo

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takes attendance when he comes to my name. Gloriana up
my mouth to say I'm here, but los Palabros hide
in the back of my throat. I don't want everyone
to stare at me. He calls my name again. I
close my eyes and picture the ocean waves on our
isla la mondome. Finally I let out presente. Mister DeSalvo

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smiles and proceeds to the next name. During recess, I
jump rope by myself Uno duos trades. Want to play tag?
Charlie asks, I want to how see as proudly as
the wolves that sing to the moon. Instead, I mutter
a soft sure, but Charlie doesn't hear me. Donna and

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Kayla are waiting behind him for an answer. Yes, I
am frozen a silent montana. Eventually, Charlie and his friends
walk away. Back in the classroom, mister de Salvo puts
a math problem on the board and gives us a
few minutes to solve it. Then he goes around to
check our work. Gloriana, can you share your answer? I

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look down at my desk and feel myself shrinking. He says,
don't be scared, you have the right answer. I think
about Los altos Blando, but I cannot shimmy or shake
off my fear. Mister Desavo gives me a sticker and
moves on to someone else. On the walk home, Buelo

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ask about my day. I felt like my lips were
super glued. I couldn't speak, and I didn't make any friends.
I explained. When I first moved to the Bronx, Wilo says,
I missed my amigo ye Mesamela. I felt alone, stuck
in the eye of a hurricane. I would try to
speak up and then my voice swept away Perro los

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pelebros comca el Temple. Every time I think about our Ailah,
my stories flow like the waterfalls. I say, see, because
you feel at home there, composnsia, you will feel comfortable
in two esculia and the words were rushed out, as

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long as you don't give up. Several weeks later, my
teacher says everyone has to speak in front of the
class about their homes, your families. When he asks for
volunteer to go first, I force my hand up high.
My heart beats like a tambourine, and I feel as
if I have a mouthful of sand. I'm scared, but

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I want to be brave, like a whalow. I close
myce and take a deep breath, exactly the way Wailow
does when she is choosing her words. Then I open
my eyes and I begin there is an eyelah far away,
full of musical forests. I say, as I sway from
side to side, tall trees shimmy and shake in the

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sea breeze. There are massive mountains, the wind housed through them,
and it sounds like wolf of singing love songs to
La Luna. I say, as I make myself mighty. Oh,
I cry out, and my classmates join me. The ocean
waves sing your nom brey and tickle your toes. When

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I finished my story, the whole class cheers and chants, Gloriana, Gloriana, Gloriana.
Can I be a wolf too? Charlie asked, you can
show me how to dance like the trees. Donna asked,
see yes, I exclaimed, Maybe one day my friends can
dance and how with me all the way home to

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the Republica Dominicana. A note from the author. Growing up
in the Bronx of New York with my Buela, I
received many wonderful gifts. She taught me Spanish and how
to cook. Most importantly, she nurtured my curiosity and taught
me to be brave. She reminded me that I could

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do anything. This book is about how I learned to
be courageous and find my voice at school, just like
she learned to find her voice in a new country.
No matter where you are, no what you know that
you are E, you deserve to be here, Junior, yourself small.

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I hope this story gives you the encouragement you may
need to be boldmember, to proudly raise your hand, how
like brave wolves, and serve city streets. This concludes our
children's story I ere for today. Please join us next
time as we will read more stories, fables and fairy tales.

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Thank you for listening, and please stay tuned for the
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