Room On The Broom - Julia Donaldson. Children’s books read aloud / bedtime story.

Room on the B

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by Julia Donaldson illustrated by Axel Scheffler the witch had a cat and a very tall hat and long red hair that she wore on a plate how the cat purred and how the witch smiled as they sat on her b

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and flew in the wind , but how the witch moaned and how the cat spat when the wind blew so hard that it blew off her hat, the Witch screamed and they flew to the ground, they searched for the hat but couldn't find any hat, then in the bushes they roared The paws There they held a dog with the hat in its jaws, dropped it politely and then said enthusiastically as the witch placed the hat firmly on her head.

I am as enthusiastic a dog as can be. Is there room on the

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for a dog like me, yes? shouted the witch and the dog climbed up The witch hit the

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and whistled they went over the fields and the forests flew the dog wagged his tail and the stormy wind blew the witch laughed out loud and grabbed her hat but the bow went away From her long ginger braid down, the Witch shouted and they flew to the ground, they searched for the bow but could not find the bow, then from a tree with a deafening scream, her green bird fluttered with the bow in its beak and dropped .

She did so politely and bowed her head and then said as the witch tied her braid into a bun I'm as green a bird as can be Is there room on the broom for a bird like me? Yes, cried the witch, and the bird fluttered over the witch. She beat her broom and whistled, they went over the Reeds and the rivers, they flew, the bird squealed with joy and the stormy wind blew, they shot across the sky to the back of Beyond. The Witch grabbed her bow but she dropped her wand and the Witch shouted and they flew to the ground, they searched for the wand but they couldn't find it and suddenly, from outside a pond, Lepto dripped wet frog with the soaked wand, he dropped it politely and he then said with a croak as the witch dried herself off. the wand in a fold of her cloak I am a frog as clean as possible there is room on the broom for a frog like me yes yes the witch shouted then the frog jumped on the witch hit the broomstick and bam! they went over the Moors and the mountains flew away the frog jumped for joy and the broom broke in two they fell the cat and the dog and the frog fell falling into a swamp The witch's half broom flew towards the cloud and the witch had a roar that was scary and loud I'm a dragon as bad as can be and I'm planning to have witch and chips for my tea no the witch cried flying higher and higher the dragon flew after she breathed fire help the witch cried flying towards him ground she looked everywhere but no help could be found the dragon approached and licking his lips said maybe this time I will have a witch without splinters but just when she was planning to start her feast from a ditch a horrible beast emerged, it was too dark and sticky and feathered and third he had four hideous heads he had wings like a bird and his terrible voice when he began to speak was a scream and a growl and a squawk and a screech that dripped and splashed as he came out of the ditch and said to the dragon, buzz, That's my witch, the dragon.

He stepped back and began to shake. “Sorry,” she sputtered. I made a mistake. It's a pleasure to have met you, but now I must fly. He sp

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his wings and left. The sky then flew down the bird and jumped the frog went down the cat went up and ugh said the dog and thank you oh thank you the grateful witch cried without you I would be inside that dragon then she filled her cauldron and said they were the smile she found something They all threw something then the frog found a lily the cat found a cone the bird found a twig and the dog found a bone they threw them all and the witch stirred them well and as she stirred she murmured a spell then, outside the rows, a truly broom magnificent with seats for the witch, the cat and the dog, a nest for the bird and a shower for the frog, yes, shouted the witch and they all climbed on the witch, hit the broomstick and bam! foreigners had returned.