January 8, 2025 • 15 mins
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Happy New Year! We’ve got part 1 of a very sweet story about a little girl who loves flowers. But these are no ordinary flowers – they’re magical. They dance! Have a listen and see how it happens. So, cuddle up to your little ones, settle in, and enjoy.
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We bring you narrations of classic children's stories of all kinds to keep your young ones entertained, read by a professional voice actress. The themes range from animal stories to stories that teach, to classic favourites like Tom Thumb, Red Riding Hood and more.
Happy New Year! We’ve got part 1 of a very sweet story about a little girl who loves flowers. But these are no ordinary flowers – they’re magical. They dance! Have a listen and see how it happens. So, cuddle up to your little ones, settle in, and enjoy.
Visit us on Instagram at “sleepstories_fairytales_4kids ”.
Visit us on BlueSky at - @sleepstories4kids.bsky.social
If you’d like to help support our work, & buy us a yummy coffee or a cuppa, please pop over to ko-fi.com/sleepstoriesandfairytales4kids, we’ve got some thoughtful rewards for our supporters. You'll also find a lot of cute things, videos and artwork. We also have a membership club, where the members will receive a shoutout, and have access to videos recorded exclusively for the members.
Visit us at, ko-fi.com/sleepstoriesandfairytales4kids!
AND … If you’d like to watch some stories read by us on video, why not visit our new YouTube Channel – “Sleep Stories and Classic Fairy Tales For Kids” - dedicated to making videos that entertain & empower kids with stories, affirmations, tapping (EFT) etc. And, ypu'll also find stories, riddle quizzes, elearning videos, songs and more. They’re all lovingly and enthusiastically read on-camera for kids – https://www.youtube.com/@SleepStoriesandFairyTales4U
AND, exciting news ... we now have a website of stories, riddles, positive affirmations for kids and more. It's here - www.sleepstoriesandfairytales4kids.com Be sure to pop by and read the new original stories!
Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/classic-children-s-story-podcast--4219679/support.
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Speaker 1 (00:02):
Hi, this is Stefanio. Welcome to the classic children's story
podcast Stories for Redlund Latent Anytngue to keep your little
ones entertained and happiness. We bring an international collection of stories,
stories that teach, stories to entertain and more. We've got
(00:23):
a lovely story about a little girl who loves flowers.
And these flowers were not just any flowers. They are magical,
you'll find out Little IDAs flowers. My poor flowers are
(00:45):
quite faded, said little Ida. Only yesterday evening they were
so pretty, and now all the leaves are drooping. Why
did they do that? She asked of the student who
sat on the sofa. He was a great favorite with
her because he used to tell the prettiest of stories
and cut out the most amusing things in paper hearts
(01:09):
with little ladies dancing in them, and high castles with
doors which one can open and shut. He was a
merry student. Why do the flowers look so wretched to day? Again,
she asked, showing him a bouquet of faded flowers. Do
you not know? Replied the student. The flowers went to
(01:32):
a ball last night and are tired. That's why they
hang their heads. What an idea exclaimed little Ida. Flowers
cannot dance. Of course, they can dance when it is
dark and we are all gone to bed. They jump
about as merrily as possible. They have a ball almost
(01:54):
every night, and their children can go to the ball,
asked Ida. Oh yes, said the student, daisies and lilies
of the valley that are quite little. And when is
it that the prettiest flowers dance? Have you not been
to the large garden outside the town gate in front
(02:18):
of the castle where the king lives in summer, the
garden that is so full of lovely flowers. You surely
remember the swans which comes swimming up when you give
them crumbs of bread. Believe me, they have capital balls there.
(02:39):
I was out there only yesterday with my mother, said Ida.
But there were no leaves on the trees, and I
did not see a single flower. What has become of them?
There were so many in the summer. They are inside
the palace now, replied the student. As soon as the
(03:01):
king and all his court go back to the town,
the flowers hasten out to the garden and into the palace,
where they have fabulous times. Oh, if you could but
see them. The two most beautiful roses seat themselves on
the throne and act king and queen. All the tall
(03:26):
red cockscombs stand before them on either side and bow.
They are the chamberlains. Then all the pretty flowers come,
and there is a great ball, a great dance. The
blue violets represent the naval cadets. They dance with hyacinths
(03:51):
and crookses, who take part of young ladies. The tulips
and the tall tiger lilies are old ladies dowagers, who
say to it that the dancing is well done, and
that all things go on properly. But asked little Ida,
(04:13):
is there no one there to harm the flowers for
daring to dance in the king's castle? No one knows
anything about it, replied the student. Once during the night,
perhaps the old steward of the castle does, to be
sure come in with his great bunch of keys to
(04:33):
see that all is right. But the moment the flowers
hear the clanking of the keys, they stand stock still
or hide themselves behind the long silk window curtains. Then
the old steward will say, do I not smell flowers here?
(04:57):
But he can't see them? That is very funny exclaimed
little Ida, clapping her hands with glee. But should not
I be able to see the flowers? To be sure
you can see them, replied the student. You have only
to remember to peep in at the windows the next
(05:19):
time you go to the palace. I did so this
very day, and saw a long yellow lily lying on
the sofa. She was a court lady. Do the flowers
in the botanical garden go to the bull? Can they
go all that long distance? Certainly, said the student, For
(05:39):
the flowers can fly if they please. Have you not
seen the beautiful red and yellow butterflies that look so
much like flowers, They are in fact nothing else. They
have flown off their stalks high into the air and
flapped their little petals just as if they were wings,
(06:00):
And thus they came to fly about. As the reward
for always behaving so well. They have leave to fly
about in the daytime too, instead of sitting quietly on
their stalks at home, till at last the flower petals
have become real wings that you have seen yourself. It
(06:27):
may be, though, that the flowers in the botanical garden
have never been in the King's castle. They may not
have heard what frolics take place there every night. But
I'll tell you. If the next time you go into
the garden you whisper to one of the flowers that
(06:49):
a great ball is to be given yonder in the castle,
the news will spread from flower to flower, and they
will all fly away. Then should the professor come to
his garden, there won't be a flower there, and he
will not be able to imagine what has become of them.
But how can one flower tell another? For I am
(07:12):
sure the flowers cannot speak. No, you are right there,
returned the student. They cannot speak, but they can make signs.
Have you ever noticed that when the wind blows a little,
the flowers nod to each other and move all their
green leaves. They can make each other understand in this way,
(07:37):
just as well as we do by talking. And does
the professor understand their pantomime? Asked Ida. Oh, certainly at
least part of it. He came into his garden one
morning and saw that a great stinging nettle was making
signs with his leaves to a beautiful recarnation. It was saying,
(07:58):
you are so beautiful, and I love you with all
my heart. But the professor doesn't like that sort of thing,
and he wrapped the nettle on her leaves, which are
her fingers, but she stung him, and since then he
has never dared to touch a nettle. Ha ha, laughed
(08:21):
Little Ida.
Speaker 2 (08:22):
That is very funny, oh gun, one put such stuff
into a child's head, said a tiresome counselor who would
come to pay a visit.
Speaker 1 (08:37):
He did not like the student, and always used to
scold when he saw him cutting out the droll pasteboard figures,
such as a man hanging on a gibbet and holding
a heart in his hand to show that he was
a stealer of hearts, or an old witch riding on
a boomstick and carrying her husband on the end of
(08:58):
her nose. The concert could not bear such jokes, and
he would always say, as now, how could anyone put
such notions into a child's head? They are only foolish froncies.
But to little Ida, all that the student had told
her was very entertaining, and she kept thinking it over.
(09:24):
She was sure now that her pretty yesterday's flowers hung
their heads because they were tired, and that they were
tired because they had been to the ball. So she
took them to the table where stood her toys. Her
doll lay sleeping, but Ida said to her, you must
(09:45):
get up and be content to sleep tonight in the
table drawer, for the poor flowers are ill and must
have your bed to sleep in. Then perhaps they'll be
well again by tomorrow. And she at once took the
doll out, though the dow looked vexed at giving up
her cradle to the flowers. Ida laid the flowers in
(10:06):
the dow's bed and drew the coverlet quite over them,
telling them to lie still while she made some tea
for them to drink, in order that they might be
well the next day, and she drew the curtains about
the bed that the sun might not shine in their eyes.
(10:26):
All the evening she thought of nothing but what the
student had told her, And when she went to bed herself,
she ran to the window where her mother's tulips and
hyacinths stood. She whispered to them, I know very well
that you are going to a ball to night. The
(10:46):
flowers pretended not to understand, and did not stir so
much as a leaf, but that did not prevent Ida
from knowing what she knew. When she was in bed,
she lay for a long time, thinking how delightful it
must be to see the flowers dance in the King's castle,
(11:08):
and said to herself, I wonder if my flowers have
really been there. Then she fell asleep in the night.
She woke. She had been dreaming of the student and
the flowers, and the counselor who told her they were
(11:29):
making game of her. All was still in the room.
The night lamp was burning on the table, and her
father and mother were both asleep. I wonder if my
flowers are still lying in Sovie's bed, she thought to herself.
How I should like to know. She raised herself up
(11:51):
a little and looked towards the door, which stood half open.
Within lay the flowers and all her playthings. She listened,
and it seemed to her that she heard some one
playing on the piano, but quite softly and more sweetly
than she had ever heard before. Now all the flowers
(12:14):
are certainly dancing, thought she, Oh, how I would like
to see them. But she dared not get up, for
fear of waking her father and mother if they were
only coming here. But the flowers did not come, and
the music went on so prettily that she could not
(12:35):
restain herself any longer, and she crept out of her
little bed, stole softly to the door, and peeped into
the room. Oh what a pretty sight it was. On
the floor, all the flowers danced gracefully. Okay, that's our
(13:03):
story for today. I'll be back really really soon with
the next part of the story, and we'll find out
what went on at the dance. And that's the end
of today's story. I'll be back again soon with a
(13:23):
new story. You can subscribe and listen to the classic
children's story podcasts on most major podcasts, platforms, and apps.
Visit our gopee page Sleep Stories and fairy Tales for Kids,
where you can find videos, arn't work and all kinds
of cute things, And if you like, you can join
(13:46):
our Kids Club where we're going to be uploading stories
exclusively for the club members, and you can get a
shout out on the podcast nice and maybe you'll be
able to suggest story plots for us to work on
to create original stories for new episodes. That Sleep Stories
(14:10):
and Fairy Tales for Kids are in Coffee and the
ur L is in the show notes. Feel free to
spread the news of this podcast to your family dear
friends to every one. We'll always have exciting new episodes
stories ready for you for a sleep time, play time,
and any time. And be sure you check the show notes,
(14:33):
where you can find news of our website, where you
can find even more good stuff. Be good by for now.
(15:03):
In the meantime, sleep well wat you know
Hi, this is Stefanio. Welcome to the classic children's story
podcast Stories for Redlund Latent Anytngue to keep your little
ones entertained and happiness. We bring an international collection of stories,
stories that teach, stories to entertain and more. We've got
(00:23):
a lovely story about a little girl who loves flowers.
And these flowers were not just any flowers. They are magical,
you'll find out Little IDAs flowers. My poor flowers are
(00:45):
quite faded, said little Ida. Only yesterday evening they were
so pretty, and now all the leaves are drooping. Why
did they do that? She asked of the student who
sat on the sofa. He was a great favorite with
her because he used to tell the prettiest of stories
and cut out the most amusing things in paper hearts
(01:09):
with little ladies dancing in them, and high castles with
doors which one can open and shut. He was a
merry student. Why do the flowers look so wretched to day? Again,
she asked, showing him a bouquet of faded flowers. Do
you not know? Replied the student. The flowers went to
(01:32):
a ball last night and are tired. That's why they
hang their heads. What an idea exclaimed little Ida. Flowers
cannot dance. Of course, they can dance when it is
dark and we are all gone to bed. They jump
about as merrily as possible. They have a ball almost
(01:54):
every night, and their children can go to the ball,
asked Ida. Oh yes, said the student, daisies and lilies
of the valley that are quite little. And when is
it that the prettiest flowers dance? Have you not been
to the large garden outside the town gate in front
(02:18):
of the castle where the king lives in summer, the
garden that is so full of lovely flowers. You surely
remember the swans which comes swimming up when you give
them crumbs of bread. Believe me, they have capital balls there.
(02:39):
I was out there only yesterday with my mother, said Ida.
But there were no leaves on the trees, and I
did not see a single flower. What has become of them?
There were so many in the summer. They are inside
the palace now, replied the student. As soon as the
(03:01):
king and all his court go back to the town,
the flowers hasten out to the garden and into the palace,
where they have fabulous times. Oh, if you could but
see them. The two most beautiful roses seat themselves on
the throne and act king and queen. All the tall
(03:26):
red cockscombs stand before them on either side and bow.
They are the chamberlains. Then all the pretty flowers come,
and there is a great ball, a great dance. The
blue violets represent the naval cadets. They dance with hyacinths
(03:51):
and crookses, who take part of young ladies. The tulips
and the tall tiger lilies are old ladies dowagers, who
say to it that the dancing is well done, and
that all things go on properly. But asked little Ida,
(04:13):
is there no one there to harm the flowers for
daring to dance in the king's castle? No one knows
anything about it, replied the student. Once during the night,
perhaps the old steward of the castle does, to be
sure come in with his great bunch of keys to
(04:33):
see that all is right. But the moment the flowers
hear the clanking of the keys, they stand stock still
or hide themselves behind the long silk window curtains. Then
the old steward will say, do I not smell flowers here?
(04:57):
But he can't see them? That is very funny exclaimed
little Ida, clapping her hands with glee. But should not
I be able to see the flowers? To be sure
you can see them, replied the student. You have only
to remember to peep in at the windows the next
(05:19):
time you go to the palace. I did so this
very day, and saw a long yellow lily lying on
the sofa. She was a court lady. Do the flowers
in the botanical garden go to the bull? Can they
go all that long distance? Certainly, said the student, For
(05:39):
the flowers can fly if they please. Have you not
seen the beautiful red and yellow butterflies that look so
much like flowers, They are in fact nothing else. They
have flown off their stalks high into the air and
flapped their little petals just as if they were wings,
(06:00):
And thus they came to fly about. As the reward
for always behaving so well. They have leave to fly
about in the daytime too, instead of sitting quietly on
their stalks at home, till at last the flower petals
have become real wings that you have seen yourself. It
(06:27):
may be, though, that the flowers in the botanical garden
have never been in the King's castle. They may not
have heard what frolics take place there every night. But
I'll tell you. If the next time you go into
the garden you whisper to one of the flowers that
(06:49):
a great ball is to be given yonder in the castle,
the news will spread from flower to flower, and they
will all fly away. Then should the professor come to
his garden, there won't be a flower there, and he
will not be able to imagine what has become of them.
But how can one flower tell another? For I am
(07:12):
sure the flowers cannot speak. No, you are right there,
returned the student. They cannot speak, but they can make signs.
Have you ever noticed that when the wind blows a little,
the flowers nod to each other and move all their
green leaves. They can make each other understand in this way,
(07:37):
just as well as we do by talking. And does
the professor understand their pantomime? Asked Ida. Oh, certainly at
least part of it. He came into his garden one
morning and saw that a great stinging nettle was making
signs with his leaves to a beautiful recarnation. It was saying,
(07:58):
you are so beautiful, and I love you with all
my heart. But the professor doesn't like that sort of thing,
and he wrapped the nettle on her leaves, which are
her fingers, but she stung him, and since then he
has never dared to touch a nettle. Ha ha, laughed
(08:21):
Little Ida.
Speaker 2 (08:22):
That is very funny, oh gun, one put such stuff
into a child's head, said a tiresome counselor who would
come to pay a visit.
Speaker 1 (08:37):
He did not like the student, and always used to
scold when he saw him cutting out the droll pasteboard figures,
such as a man hanging on a gibbet and holding
a heart in his hand to show that he was
a stealer of hearts, or an old witch riding on
a boomstick and carrying her husband on the end of
(08:58):
her nose. The concert could not bear such jokes, and
he would always say, as now, how could anyone put
such notions into a child's head? They are only foolish froncies.
But to little Ida, all that the student had told
her was very entertaining, and she kept thinking it over.
(09:24):
She was sure now that her pretty yesterday's flowers hung
their heads because they were tired, and that they were
tired because they had been to the ball. So she
took them to the table where stood her toys. Her
doll lay sleeping, but Ida said to her, you must
(09:45):
get up and be content to sleep tonight in the
table drawer, for the poor flowers are ill and must
have your bed to sleep in. Then perhaps they'll be
well again by tomorrow. And she at once took the
doll out, though the dow looked vexed at giving up
her cradle to the flowers. Ida laid the flowers in
(10:06):
the dow's bed and drew the coverlet quite over them,
telling them to lie still while she made some tea
for them to drink, in order that they might be
well the next day, and she drew the curtains about
the bed that the sun might not shine in their eyes.
(10:26):
All the evening she thought of nothing but what the
student had told her, And when she went to bed herself,
she ran to the window where her mother's tulips and
hyacinths stood. She whispered to them, I know very well
that you are going to a ball to night. The
(10:46):
flowers pretended not to understand, and did not stir so
much as a leaf, but that did not prevent Ida
from knowing what she knew. When she was in bed,
she lay for a long time, thinking how delightful it
must be to see the flowers dance in the King's castle,
(11:08):
and said to herself, I wonder if my flowers have
really been there. Then she fell asleep in the night.
She woke. She had been dreaming of the student and
the flowers, and the counselor who told her they were
(11:29):
making game of her. All was still in the room.
The night lamp was burning on the table, and her
father and mother were both asleep. I wonder if my
flowers are still lying in Sovie's bed, she thought to herself.
How I should like to know. She raised herself up
(11:51):
a little and looked towards the door, which stood half open.
Within lay the flowers and all her playthings. She listened,
and it seemed to her that she heard some one
playing on the piano, but quite softly and more sweetly
than she had ever heard before. Now all the flowers
(12:14):
are certainly dancing, thought she, Oh, how I would like
to see them. But she dared not get up, for
fear of waking her father and mother if they were
only coming here. But the flowers did not come, and
the music went on so prettily that she could not
(12:35):
restain herself any longer, and she crept out of her
little bed, stole softly to the door, and peeped into
the room. Oh what a pretty sight it was. On
the floor, all the flowers danced gracefully. Okay, that's our
(13:03):
story for today. I'll be back really really soon with
the next part of the story, and we'll find out
what went on at the dance. And that's the end
of today's story. I'll be back again soon with a
(13:23):
new story. You can subscribe and listen to the classic
children's story podcasts on most major podcasts, platforms, and apps.
Visit our gopee page Sleep Stories and fairy Tales for Kids,
where you can find videos, arn't work and all kinds
of cute things, And if you like, you can join
(13:46):
our Kids Club where we're going to be uploading stories
exclusively for the club members, and you can get a
shout out on the podcast nice and maybe you'll be
able to suggest story plots for us to work on
to create original stories for new episodes. That Sleep Stories
(14:10):
and Fairy Tales for Kids are in Coffee and the
ur L is in the show notes. Feel free to
spread the news of this podcast to your family dear
friends to every one. We'll always have exciting new episodes
stories ready for you for a sleep time, play time,
and any time. And be sure you check the show notes,
(14:33):
where you can find news of our website, where you
can find even more good stuff. Be good by for now.
(15:03):
In the meantime, sleep well wat you know
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