Ryers Readers - I’m NOT Just a Scribble…

Episode Date: June 17, 2022

Great art starts with just a scribble.

Let's do this! Thank you so much for tuning into today's story. Don't forget to tell your grown-up to go check out the Ryers Readers' Instagram for more fun content. Before we get into the story, do you want to know a fun fact? Did you know that there is a world's largest crayon? Can you guess what color it is? Blue! And it's actually named Big Blue. The giant crayon was made. made from a hundred and twenty-three thousand left over blue crayons collected from kids all over the world. Big Blue weighs 1,500 pounds, about the same as a cow. And it's 16 feet long. Pretty cool, huh? Okay.

Story time. Today, we are going to read, I'm not just a scribble. by Diane Alber. This is a story about Scribble, whose lines would cross and wiggle. Tiny loops would start him small, bigger swirls would make him tall. He could be shades of green or baby blue,

even crazy colors. He loved them, too. Choosing bright colors made him feel free. You never knew which one he would be. One day, Scribble took a shirt. short walk where he found a house and stopped to talk. Hello, said Scribble. It's such a great day. I thought I'd come over and we could all play. The house never saw anything like Scribble before, but he was curious enough and he wanted to find out more.

So even though he was grumpy and didn't really want to play, he still managed to grunt, What are you anyway? Scribble was confused and didn't know what to say. So he said to the house, I'm a scribble. Is that okay? It's not okay, said the house. You don't look right. Your lines aren't straight and your colors are too bright.

But color is fun, Scribble said. I can show you why. Just give me a chance. Please, let me try. Uh, no, said the house. You cannot stay. You're nothing like me, so just go away. Hearing those words made Scribble so sad, a tear ran down his face. He felt really bad. But I won't be upset, he proclaimed that day, so he changed his colors and went on his way. He continued his walk and soon found the sun.

Along with the clouds, they could all have some fun. But the sun saw him coming and told him to stop. Your lines are too messy and we don't have a mop. Turn around, little scribble, he went on to say, Go back to your home, please just go away. But you're not being nice, scribble shouted quite mad. The fact that I'm different doesn't make me so bad. My colors are special and my lines are just fine.

if you'd give me a chance, we could all have a great time. Should we ask him to play? They huddled to discuss. It's fun with more friends. It's usually just us. And although they were worried, this wouldn't work out. Being mean to scribble wasn't what they were about. Scribble was surprised at what he saw the next day.

All the drawings were there and they wanted to play. Even Rainbow showed up and he never came by. He was standing right there near the sun in the sky. We're so sorry, said the clouds as they held back their tears. Please, come play, said the house. We haven't had fun in years. I forgive you, Scribble shouted as he did a happy dance. They were so grateful he gave them another chance.

Scribble gathered up his colors and played with everyone. Blue, purple, green, and yellow. It was all so much fun! Look what they created when they finally came together. The art was so beautiful and it was better than ever. The end. Don't forget to stick around and see if you can answer today's paying attention questions. Paying Attention Question.

Before you go, do you think you can answer today's paying attention question? What was the first drawing Scribble came across on his walk? If your answer was a house, you did it! Great job! You sure were paying attention! I hope you enjoyed that story! I wonder what we're going to read next!