Caillou 学习笔记（原创）~~~~欢迎朋友家长们参与！

echo_cheng

129 T-Shirt Trouble 修改稿

听得不同的地方用蓝色标注了，请参考。

Storyteller:
Caillou's Mommy had to run some errands, so he was staying with his Grandma for the afternoon.
Mommy:
Ready to surprise Grandma, Caillou?
Grandma:
Caillou! My favorite little visitor. But why are you wearing a jacket on such a warm day?
Caillou:
Look, Grandma!
Mommy:
Caillou wanted to show you his new shirt.
Caillou:
Do you like it?
Grandma:
It's wonderful! Blue suits you, Caillou.
Mommy:
I'd better be going. See you in a bit.
Caillou:
Bye! See? It's got a pocket too.
Grandma:
So it has! Why don't we go inside and celebrate your fancy new T-shirt with a little snack?
Caillou:
Okay! We went to a store. I picked it myself from a shelf, way up high. Oh no!
Grandma:
That's okay, Caillou. It was an accident.
Caillou:
Grandma, my shirt!
Grandma:
A little stain remover should do the trick. Let's give it a try. But first, let's go and find you something else to wear.
Caillou:
Ha ha ha, I look funny.
Grandma:
It's a little on the long side, but I think you look very handsome in Grandpa's shirt. Now, let's go tackle that stain.
Caillou:
I want to do it. It's still there.
Grandma:
I'm sorry, Caillou. I've tried everything but the stain just won't come out.
Storyteller:
Caillou was upset. Now that his shirt was stained, he didn't want to wear it anymore.
Caillou:
I don't like juice.
Grandma:
Here, let's put it in the recycling bin. I have an idea. We could recycle your shirt into something extra special. All we have to do is add some more stains.
Caillou:
More?
Storyteller:
Caillou didn't understand what Grandma meant.
Grandma:
Then we tie knots like this and it'll make a pretty pattern, you'll see.
Caillou:
Pretty patterns?
Grandma:
Uh-huh, hand me the T-shirt. Now we'll dye it with the grape juice. Why don't you put it in?
Caillou:
Ha ha ha! Okay!
Caillou:
When it's dry, you can put it back on. This time you can surprise Mommy with your extra special shirt.
Caillou:
It doesn't look special.
Storyteller:
Caillou thought his shirt looked very strange. He was beginning to wish he could have his old shirt back again.
Grandma:
Caillou! Mommy's here.
Caillou:
Here I am!
Mommy:
Caillou! Your shirt!
Caillou:
It got juice on it, so Grandma and me recycled it. See? It's special now.
Mommy:
It certainly is. It's the brightest shirt I've ever seen!
Grandma:
It's a one-of-a-kind shirt. No one else will have one like it.
Storyteller:
Caillou thought his shirt looked even better than before. He couldn't wait to go home and show Rosie and Daddy.

zoo1

我很赞同，你应该加分。

wendycn

请审核。（今天因为下大雪获得一天的休假，所以多听几段，后面的又得慢慢来了）
Caillou: one zebra? Teddy, have you seen my cards?
Daddy: Goodbye. E..hm.       
[giggle]
Caillou: Daddy, where are my cards?
Daddy: Maybe Rosie’s playing with them.
Caillou: There is one. The lion.
Daddy: Here, let me fix your box.
Storyteller: Caillou was disappointed.  He wanted to play with the cards.
Mommy: Are you looking for your cards? I know where you can find well.
Caillou: you do, mommy?
Mommy: I saw in the bathroom.
Storyteller: The search was excited. Where could the card will be?
Caillou: Yeah! I found it.
Rosie: Cock-a-doo-duo-doo!
Caillou & Rosie: hahaah.
Caillou: Thank you, Rosie.
Rosie: Mine.
Caillou: No, Rosie. It’s mine.
Storyteller: Caillou didn’t want to hand over the box and cards to Rosie. He was playing with it.
Rosie: Caillou.
Mommy: What’s going on?
Caillou: It’s my turn to play with the cards.
Mommy: It looks like that a lot of cards are still missing.
Caillou: I can go and find them.
Mommy: And maybe Rosie can join your safari.
Rosie: Yeah!
Caillou: What’s a safari?
Mommy: When you are on a safari, you look around very carefully these part   animals.
Storyteller: Caillou love the idea. He diceded to pretend the missing cards were all real animals to find.
Caillou: Come on, Rosie. Let’s go on a safari.  Look!  A snake. SSSS
Storyteller: Caillou and Rosie kept their eyes open. Where will the animals going to show up next?
Rosie: Caillou.
Storyteller: They like pretending to be the animals they found.
Caillou: A crocodile. Woo--!
[giggle]
Storyteller: Caillou like crocodiles because they’re big and strong.
Daddy: Dinner was ready you two
Storyteller: But Caillou and Rosie wanted to continue their safari.
Daddu: Come on Caillou, you can play some more later.
Caillou: I’m not Caillou. I’m a crocodile.
Daddy: Really? That’s too bad because Caillou will has his favorite foods -----hamburgers.
Caillou: ha----, hamburgers. Look, daddy, it’s really me , Caillou!

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194. Caillou and the Big Slide
Storyteller:
It was a beautiful summer day, and Caillou's Mommy was taking him to playschool.
Caillou:
Swoosh!
Mommy:
What are you doing, Caillou?
Caillou:
I'm climbing up a mountain and sliding down again.
Mommy:
Oh, that's very adventurous of you. You must be very brave.
Caillou:
I am! Swoosh!
Mommy:
Well, Mr. Mountain Climber, here we are.
Miss Martin:
Good morning! Are you ready for our trip to the pool, Caillou?
Caillou:
Yeah!
Mommy:
I'll see you later. Have fun! Mmm-mmm!
Caillou:
I will! Bye, Mommy!
Storyteller:
Caillou was very excited about going swimming. It was his favourite thing to do on a hot day.
Caillou:
Red light! That means stop!
Miss Martin:
Very good, Caillou.
Caillou:
Green light! Now we can go!
Miss Martin:
That's right. Everyone follow me.
Caillou:
Race you to the swings!
Storyteller:
Caillou liked to swing up as high as the birds.
Miss Martin:
All right, everyone! It's time to go swimming.
Caillou & Leo:
Yeah!
Clementine:
Yahoo!
Emma:
I love swimming!
Jeffrey & Jason:
Yeah!
Leo:
Look, Caillou! A water slide!
Miss Martin:
This is Mary, our lifeguard. She'll be helping us out today. Make sure you listen to her and do what she tells you to do.
Girl:
This'll be fun!
Leo:
Guess what I am! Glop, glop, glop!
Caillou:
A fish!
Leo:
Right! Come on, let's go on the slide.
Caillou:
Oh!
Storyteller:
Caillou thought the slide looked a little scary.
Jeffrey:
Whoa!
Miss Martin:
Your turn, Clementine!
Clementine:
Whoa-hoo!
Miss Martin:
You're next, Leo!
Leo:
Yeah! Glop, glop, glop! Whee!
Miss Martin:
Okay, Caillou! Up you go.
Leo:
That was so fun! I wanna go again!
Storyteller:
Caillou thought it looked like a very long way down to the bottom. He wasn't so sure he wanted to slide down at all.
Miss Martin:
Caillou? It's okay if you don't wanna slide down. Just climb down the ladder again. Have you ever been on a water slide before?
Caillou:
No.
Miss Martin:
It can be a bit scary up there the first time, but you might like it if you gave it a try. You know, I used to be afraid to go on the swings.
Caillou:
Really?
Miss Martin:
Uh-huh. I didn't like the idea of swinging up so high.
Caillou:
I like swinging really high!
Miss Martin:
Yes, I know. I saw how much fun you and Leo were having. I liked the swings too, once I tried them. So maybe you'll like the water slide, if you give it a try. What do you say?
Caillou:
Okay.
Storyteller:
Caillou was still a little bit afraid, but he really wanted to give the water slide another try.
Miss Martin:
You're doing great, Caillou. It'll be worth the climb, you'll see.
Storyteller:
As Caillou went up the ladder, he imagined he was climbing a huge mountain.
Caillou:
Here I go! Whee! Yeah! I did it!
Miss Martin:
Yes, you did! And did you like it?
Caillou:
Yeah! Guess what I am? Glop! Glop! Glop! I've got lots of arms.
Leo:
An octopus!
Caillou:
Right! Let's go down the slide again!
Leo:
Okay! I could go down a million times.
Caillou:
I could go down a million, billion times!
Mommy:
Caillou?
Caillou:
Hi, Mommy I was afraid to go on the water slide, today, but Miss Martin told me...
Storyteller:
Caillou told his mommy all about the big waterslide.
Caillou:
So I pretended I was climbing up a big mountain, and I wasn't afraid after that.
Mommy:
Just like you were doing in the car this morning. That's my brave little mountain climber.
Caillou:
And now I could do it a million billion kajillion times!

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195. Caillou the Sailor
Storyteller:
Mommy and Daddy were getting dressed up to go out to a party.
Rosie:
Pretty Mommy!
Mommy:
Thank you, sweetie.
Rosie:
Pretty Rosie!
Caillou:
Who's going to babysit us?
Daddy:
Grandpa's coming over. And he said he's bringing a surprise.
Storyteller:
Caillou was excited that Grandpa was coming.
Caillou:
Hmm.
Storyteller:
He wondered what the surprise could be.
Caillou
Grandpa!
Rosie:
Grandpa! Grandpa!
Caillou:
Hi, Grandpa!
Rosie:
Grandpa! Yeah!
Grandpa:
Hello, Caillou! Hey, Rosie, my big girl. Quick, back inside now. It looks like a storm is brewing out there.
Rosie:
Rosie pretty!
Grandpa:
You certainly are, sweetie pie!
Caillou:
What's in the bag, Grandpa? Is that the surprise?
Grandpa:
The surprise? No, these are just my dirty socks. I thought you could wash them for me.
Caillou:
Grandpa! You didn't bring your dirty socks.
Grandpa:
I didn't? Hey, you're right. Come on, the two of you go put on your pyjamas. We can see what I've really got in here.
Rosie:
Grandpa! Grandpa! Grandpa! Grandpa!
Caillou:
A book about ships.
Grandpa:
Do you know what he's looking through?
Caillou:
It's for looking at things far away.
Grandpa:
That's right. It's called a telescope.
Caillou:
Whoa! A real telescope! I can see Gilbert! He looks huge! This makes him look really close.
Mommy:
Goodnight, Caillou! Goodnight, Rosie!
Caillou:
Goodnight!
Rosie:
Night night!
Daddy:
Be good for Grandpa.
Caillou:
We will!
Rosie:
Rosie look!
Storyteller:
Caillou was afraid that Rosie might drop the telescope.
Caillou:
Here, Rosie, I'll hold it for you. Close one eye and look through it. Not like that. Just close one eye!
Storyteller:
Grandpa read to Caillou and Rosie about sailing boats and brave sailors and the big blue sea.
Grandpa:
There's the Captain on the bow, the bow is the front of the boat. The back of the boat is called the stern.
Caillou:
Why is he yelling?
Grandpa:
He's giving orders to the crew. And when he gives an order, the crew salutes and says, 'Aye aye Captain!'.
Rosie:
Aye aye Capa!
Grandpa:
Would you like to be my crew?
Caillou:
Yeah!
Rosie:
Yeah !
Grandpa:
All hands on deck!
Caillou:
Aye, aye, Captain!
Rosie:
Aye aye Capa!
Grandpa:
Trim the sails!
Caillou:
Aye aye Captain!
Grandpa:
Batten down the hatches!
Caillou:
Aye aye Captain! Batten down the hatches?
Grandpa:
Yes, when a storm is coming, they have to shut all the windows so the water doesn't get in. That's what that means. Is Rosie getting sleepy?
Caillou:
Look at him!
Grandpa:
He's climbing way up there to fix the sails.
Caillou:
Oh! It must be scary going up that high.
Grandpa:
I'll bet it is! Those sailors must have been very brave indeed. What do you think, Rosie? Looks like it's somebody's bedtime. I'll be right back.
Storyteller:
Caillou didn't like thunder. He knew there was nothing to be scared of, but it was so loud, it frightened him sometimes. Caillou thought about the brave Captain of the ship, he wasn't afraid of thunder.
Caillou:
Looks like a storm's brewing. All hands on deck!
Crew:
Aye aye, Captain Caillou!
Caillou:
Trim the sails!
Crew:
Aye aye, Captain Caillou!
Caillou:
Batten down the hatches!
Crew:
Aye aye, Captain Caillou!
Caillou:
Ha ha! Daddy!
Mommy:
Hi, honey. Did you have fun with Grandpa?
Caillou:
Uh-huh. He read us a book about ships and sailors. He's putting Rosie to bed.
Grandpa:
And now it's Captain Caillou's turn.
Daddy:
Go on. We'll be up in a minute.
Grandpa:
Hop on, I'll give you a piggy back ride. I hope the thunder won't keep you awake.
Caillou:
Captain Caillou isn't afraid of thunder.
Grandpa:
I'm glad to hear it. Good night, Captain Caillou!
Caillou:
Good night, Grandpa!
Storyteller:
The thunder didn't scare Caillou any more. Tonight, he was the very brave. Captain Caillou!


[Song]sailing
Ahoy mates!
Time to set sail!
Come my friends,
and follow me.
Come my friends,
we're off to the sea.
With a high ho,
away we go.
Sailors to the bow.
Hoist the sails,
catch the wind.
We're really moving now!
Sailing, sailing,
over the ocean blue.
Sailing, sailing,
come and join Caillou's crew.
I hope nobody gets seasick.
Now if the wind picks up,
and a storm is near.
Don't be afraid,
cause Caillou's here.
I think I see a pirate ship.
We better make a turn.
Hey, is that a whale I see?
Swimming off the stern.
Sailing, sailing,
over the ocean blue.
Sailing, sailing,
come and join Caillou's crew.
Ahoy mates,
I think I see land.
Mommy:
Caillou, time to get out of the bathtub.
Caillou:
Okay, Mommy!

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196. Caillou and the Creepy Crawlies
Storyteller:
It was a lovely peaceful morning at Caillou's house.
Rosie:
Dolly, dolly!
Storyteller:
At least until Gilbert decided to do a little exploring.
Rosie:
Gilbert!
Rosie:
Eww!
Caillou:
Rosie!
Rosie:
Yucky!
Mommy:
What's yucky? Oh, it's just a little spider, honey.
Caillou:
Spiders aren't yucky, Rosie. I like spiders because they have eight legs.
Rosie:
Yuck!
Mommy:
Rosie isn't very fond of bugs.
Storyteller:
Caillou liked insects. He wanted to show Rosie that they can be interesting and fun. Maybe then she would like them too.
Caillou:
Come on, Rosie! I'll draw all the bugs I know for you, and then maybe you'll like them too.
Mommy:
What a good idea! And why don't you bring your drawing things outside? We can have a picnic.
Caillou:
Okay!
Rosie:
Picnic picnic!
Caillou:
Come on, Gilbert. We're having a picnic.
Rosie:
Rosie too!
Mommy:
Thank you!
Caillou:
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight! See, Rosie? This is a spider. Isn't he cute?
Rosie:
Bugs icky! Oh!
Caillou:
That's a bug and it's not icky. It's called a ladybug. Isn't she pretty?
Rosie:
Pretty bug!
Caillou:
I'll draw a ladybug for you, Rosie.
Rosie:
Ladybug!
Mommy:
Who's ready for lunch?
Caillou:
I am!
Rosie:
Me!
Caillou:
Thank you!
Rosie:
Thank you!
Rosie:
Gilbert tickling me!
Caillou:
Gilbert isn't tickling you, he's on the picnic table.
Rosie:
Oh! Caillou!
Caillou:
It's okay, Rosie. They're just ants, they won't hurt you.
Storyteller:
Caillou knew the ants were just looking for food.
Caillou:
See how they go in a straight line, Rosie? It's like the way we go into playschool after recess.
Rosie:
Oh!
Caillou:
They're going to take the food back home and share it with all the other ants.
Rosie:
Mommy! Ants go home!
Mommy:
That's right, honey.
Caillou:
Miss Martin read us a story about ants. She said every ant has a job. Some dig tunnels and some take care of the babies.
Rosie:
Oh!
Caillou:
Wow! Look! Here's another bug, Rosie.
Rosie:
Fuzzy!
Caillou:
It's called a caterpillar. Here!
Rosie:
Caterpiggle. Caterpiggle tickles!
Caillou:
Do you wanna know what I learned about caterpillars? They go to sleep, and when they wake up, they turn into butterflies.
Rosie:
Flutterbye!
Caillou:
You like butterflies, don't you, Rosie?
Rosie:
Uh-huh. Rosie like flutterbye! Whoo!
Storyteller:
Caillou thought about what it would be like to be as small as a bug.
Caillou:
Ah! This is comfy! Hello, Mrs. Ladybug! Hello, ants! May I have some apple, please? Thank you!
Rosie:
Whee!
Caillou:
Rosie? Where are you?
Rosie:
Rosie flying!
Caillou:
Whoa!
Rosie:
Rosie on a flutterbye!
Caillou:
Here, Rosie.
Rosie:
Whoo! Flutterbye!
Mommy:
Come on, you two. You haven't finished your lunch.
Caillou:
I think Rosie likes bugs now.
Mommy:
Good! Thank you for teaching us about insects, Caillou. You sure know a lot about them.
Storyteller:
Caillou was proud of what he'd learned at playschool, and he was glad that he could teach his little sister about bugs.
Rosie:
Nice caterpiggle! Look, Gilbert! Gilbert scaredy cat!
Caillou:
I guess Gilbert doesn't like bugs, huh, Rosie? Not like us.
Rosie:
Silly Gilbert!
Caillou:
Gilbert!

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197. Snowflakes
Caillou:
I hope, I hope, I hope!
Storyteller:
Caillou just couldn't wait for the first snow of winter. Every morning he wished for snow.
Caillou:
No snow yet.
Storyteller:
Caillou knew he had to wait a littler longer, but it was hard. He wanted to play in the snow.
Caillou:
Hee-ha! No snow yet.
Storyteller:
All morning Caillou watched and waited for the snow to fall.
Caillou:
Still no snow.
Mommy:
Don't worry, Caillou. The forecast said it would snow today.
Daddy:
You just have to be patient.
Storyteller:
Sometimes waiting for something is the hardest thing to do.
Caillou:
Come on, Gilbert, you can do it. Jump, Gilbert!
Storyteller:
Caillou was trying to teach Gilbert a new trick, but Gilbert wasn't very interested.
Caillou:
Come on, Gilbert, you can do it. Jump! Lie down, Gilbert! Lie down! Stay! Gilbert! Ah! Mommy! Mommy!
Mommy:
What is it, Caillou?
Caillou:
It's snowing! It's snowing!
Mommy:
Aren't the snowflakes pretty?
Caillou:
Can I go outside and play?
Mommy:
Of course you can.
Caillou:
Yeah! Ha ha! Ha ha ha!
Storyteller:
Caillou was in a big hurry to go outside.
Mommy:
Whoa there! I think you'll be walking around in circles like that.
Caillou:
I'll walk like a duck. Quack! Quack! I'm gonna build a snowman.
Mommy:
I don't think there's enough snow for that yet, Caillou.
Storyteller:
Caillou knew Mommy was right. There wasn't enough snow for a snowman, but he could still make snow angels. Caillou started thinking about the snowman he was going to build when there was more snow. Caillou imagined himself building the biggest snowman ever.
Caillou:
Ha ha! Wow! Ha ha ha!
Kids:
Wow! Look at the size of that! Wow!
Caillou:
Goodbye! Hee hee ha ha!
Sarah:
What's so funny?
Caillou:
Oh! Hi Sarah. I'm gonna build the biggest snowman in the whole world. But I have to wait until there's more snow first. Look, I can catch snowflakes.
Sarah:
I bet I can catch more snowflakes than you can. Ah-ha.
Sarah:
Did you know that every snowflake is different?
Caillou:
They look the same to me.
Sarah:
That's because they're too small to really see.
Caillou:
Wait here, I'll be right back.
Storyteller:
Caillou knew exactly what they needed to look at small things.
Sarah:
A magnifying glass! Good idea!
Caillou:
They're falling too fast!
Sarah:
Caillou! Quick!
Storyteller:
Caillou wondered how they were ever going to look at the snowflakes if they kept melting.
Caillou:
Look! It's sticking over there. They are all different. It's true.
Sarah:
I told you. Hey, how about we make our own snowflakes?
Caillou:
How?
Sarah:
Come on, I'll show you.
Storyteller:
Sarah had learned how to make paper snowflakes at school, so she showed Caillou how to make them too.
Sarah:
First you take a piece of white paper, and fold it into a square.
Rosie:
Rosie play too!
Sarah:
Then you take the scissors.
Rosie:
Rosie scissor!
Caillou:
No Rosie. You're too small. Why don't you draw some snowflakes instead?
Rosie:
Rosie draw snowflakes.
Caillou:
These scissors are just for big kids like Sarah and me. What do I do next?
Sarah:
Cut the corners very carefully, then cut all around the edges to make different designs. Then you unfold the paper and... Ta da!
Caillou:
Ta da!
Rosie:
Ta da!
Sarah:
Very good, Rosie!
Storyteller:
Caillou was proud of his snowflake. And he noticed something very special about it.
Caillou:
Look! They're different. Just like real snowflakes. Gilbert, look! We made snowflakes! Watch this, Sarah! Gilbert, jump! Yeah, Glibert!
Storyteller:
I guess Caillou really did teach Gilbert a new trick after all.

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198. Caillou Shoots! He Scores!
Storyteller:
Caillou loved to skate. He especially loved to skate really, really fast.
Caillou:
Look how fast I can go.
Daddy:
Wow! You're as fast as a rocket.
Rosie:
Whoa!
Mommy:
Upsydaisy!
Rosie:
Upsydaisy!
Storyteller:
Caillou could remember when he was just as shaky on skates as his little sister. He was very proud to be such a good skater now.
Caillou:
Hi, Billy!
Billy:
Hi, Caillou!
Storyteller:
Caillou loved to watch the big kids play hockey. They could skate so fast! He wanted to be just like them.
Daddy:
What do you say, sport? Had enough? How about a cup of hot chocolate?
Caillou:
Daddy, can I play hockey too?
Daddy:
Oh, I don't know, Caillou.
Caillou:
I'm big enought now and I'm a good skater. As fast as a rocket!
Daddy:
Well, that's true, but I don't think you're big enough to play on a team.
Caillou:
I could play with Billy.
Daddy:
Well, let's ask him.
Caillou:
Billy, can I play hockey with you some time?
Daddy:
If you don't mind.
Billy:
Sure, we're just fooling around. You can play with us whenever you like.
Caillou:
Thanks, Billy.
Daddy:
Well, I guess we're going to have to get you some equipment.
Caillou:
Can I get a real hockey helmet? And gloves? Like Billy's?
Daddy:
You bet. And a stick too, don't forget.
Caillou:
Yeah!
Storyteller:
The next day Daddy took Caillou to a sports store to buy hockey equipment.
Daddy:
This is the second-hand equipment. When kids get too big for their gear, they trade it in here for larger sizes.
Caillou:
Look, Daddy!
Daddy:
Too big! Here, try this!
Caillou:
Too small!
Daddy:
Just right!
Caillou:
It doesn't hurt, Daddy.
Daddy:
Good! Here, try these on.
Caillou:
Let's go! I wanna show Mommy and Rosie.
Daddy:
Wait a minute, aren't you forgetting the two most important things of all?
Caillou:
I need a stick and a puck!
Storyteller:
Daddy found a hockey stick, but it was too long for Caillou, so the man in the store cut it to the exact right length. And now Caillou had everything he needed to play hockey with Billy. He was so excited.
Caillou:
And this is my hockey stick and my gloves and... Gilbert! You can't fit in there.
Mommy:
Very nice, Caillou!
Caillou:
You can knock on my head and it doesn't even hurt, Rosie.
Rosie:
Caillou's head hard!
Storyteller:
The next day Daddy helped Caillou practice shooting the puck.
Caillou:
Yeah!
Daddy:
That's a pretty good shot there, sport.
Caillou:
Yeah!
Daddy:
Nice shot, Caillou!
Storyteller:
That afternoon Caillou couldn't wait to get on the ice. He knew he was ready to play with the big kids.
Daddy:
Take it slow, Caillou. Rememeber, it's not easy to play hockey.
Billy:
Hey, Caillou!
Caillou:
Oh! Oh!
Storyteller:
Daddy was right. It was harder than Caillou thought it would be.
Daddy:
They're pretty good, aren't they?
Caillou:
I'm not good enough. I don't wanna play any more.
Billy:
Hey, Caillou!
Daddy:
I thought you did pretty well for your first time out. Remember, Billy and his friends have been playing a lot longer than you.
Caillou:
I guess so.
Daddy:
I've got something for you. This used to be mine when I was young.
Caillou:
Wow! Thanks, Daddy!
Daddy:
It's a little big yet. If you keep practicing, by the time this fits you, you'll be able to play just as well as Billy and his friends.
Caillou:
Really?
Daddy:
You bet. Now I think I know a good place to go and practice.
Storyteller:
Caillou loved going over to skate at Leo's house, because he had a very own backyard rink.
Leo:
Whoa!
Caillou:
Now you pass it to me.
Storyteller:
Caillou was glad to be practicing with his best friend. He knew they would get better together.
Caillou:
Yeah!
Leo:
Whoa! Huh!
Caillou:
Leo shoots! He scores!
Daddy:
With an assist by Caillou!
Storyteller:
That night Caillou was very tired from all his hockey practice, but he was happy. He knew that some day, when he was big enough to wear Daddy's jersey, he'd be a really good hockey player.

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199. [Song]practice makes perfect
Mommy:
Once is not enough,
you gotta practice day and night.
Over and over and over again,
you've gotta pracitce till it's right.
Caillou:
I remember when
I wanted to learn to skate.
So I practiced over and over again.
And soon I could skate great.
Mommy:
Practice makes perfect,
that's what I say.
Practice makes perfect,
every day.
Practice makes perfect,
I'll say it again.
Practice and you'll succeed in the end.
Playing soccer is hard.
Caillou:
It is.
Mommy:
You've got to give it your best try.
Caillou:
I will.
Practice over and over and over again.
And soon you'll kick real high.
Caillou & Mommy:
Practice makes perfect,
That's what I say.
Practice makes perfect,
every day.
Practice makes perfect,
we'll say it again.
Practice and you'll succeed in the end.
Practice and you'll succeed in the end.

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200. Caillou Goes Tobogganing
Storyteller:
Caillou was very excited this morning. He couldn't wait to get to playschool.
Mommy:
You're certainly keen to go to school today, Caillou.
Caillou:
Today we're going tobogganing!
Mommy:
Do you have to bring a toboggan?
Caillou:
Yes, I'm going to take my green space racer.
Mommy:
Oh, Caillou, why are you just telling me this now? It's time to go.
Caillou:
Don't you know where my toboggan is?
Mommy:
I'm not sure. We haven't been tobogganing yet this year, but let's look. Quickly!
Storyteller:
Mommy and Caillou looked in the basement. And they looked under the stairs. They even looked in the attic, but they couldn't find Caillou's toboggan anywhere.
Mommy:
I'm sure we'll find your toboggan tonight.
Caillou:
But I need it today!
Mommy:
I'm sorry, Caillou, but we have to go. Maybe there will be extra toboggans at school.
Storyteller:
Caillou was sad that he didn't have his toboggan.
Mommy:
There are no extra toboggans, Caillou. But I'm sure someone will share theirs with you. Goodbye, Caillou. Try to smile, honey. I'm sure you'll still have fun.
Caillou:
Bye, Mommy!
Kids:
Oh look! Wow! All right!
Leo:
I can't wait to go to the park. Did you bring your green space racer, Caillou?
Caillou:
No. We couldn't find it.
Leo:
You can use mine. We'll take turns.
Caillou:
Thanks, Leo, but I wanna have my own toboggan.
Miss Martin:
Come along, everyone, it's time for lunch. Are you finished your lunch?
Caillou:
Yes.
Miss Martin:
Good. Can you come with me for a minute? Well, what do you think?
Caillou:
It's just an empty box.
Miss Martin:
It is now, but I think you could make it into something else.
Caillou:
What?
Miss Martin:
A toboggan!
Caillou:
A toboggan?
Miss Martin:
Yes! We used boxes as toboggans all the time. Some of them were really fast.
Caillou:
Would it be all right if I decorated it a little?
Miss Martin:
That's a wonderful idea. I bet your friends will help too.
Storyteller:
Caillou spent lots of time decorating his box. He wanted it to look extra special.
Jeffrey:
Are you trying to make it look like a race car, Caillou?
Caillou:
No. I want it to look like the bobsleds I saw on TV. Green means go. Ha ha ha! Whoa-hoo! All finished!
Jason:
It looks great!
Leo:
Yeah! I bet it'll go a hundred miles an hour! Zoom!
Caillou:
I hope so. Thanks for helping me decorate it. Hee hee hee hee hee!
Leo:
What?
Miss Martin:
I'm not sure what has more paint on it, the toboggan or your faces? Let's clean up, everyone. It's almost time to go to the park.
Storyteller:
When Caillou and his friends got to the park, they had all sorts of fun playing in the snow.
Miss Martin:
Who's ready to go tobogganing?
Kids:
I do! Me!
Leo:
Come on, Caillou. What are you waiting for?
Caillou:
What if my toboggan won't slide?
Leo:
Miss Martin said it would. Come on, I'll race you to the top of the hill.
Miss Martin:
Is everyone ready?
Leo:
Ready?
Caillou:
Mmm. Ready!
Leo:
Ready! Set! Go!
Caillou:
Yahoo! Look out, everybody!
Leo:
Wow! You went the further!
Jason:
Can I try out your toboggan, Caillou?
Leo:
I want a turn too.
Caillou:
Sure, everybody can have a turn.
Storyteller:
Caillou was proud of the toboggan he'd made, and was glad it was big enough to share with all his friends.