Ryers Readers - Splat The Cat

Episode Date: December 6, 2023

It is Splat’s first day at Cat School! Splat is a bit nervous, maybe bringing his pet mouse Seymour will be a good idea…

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Before we get into the story, do you want to know a fun fact? Did you know that? Cats have an extremely flexible backbone and a specialized collarbone that allows them to always land on their feet when they fall. This reflex is called the writing reflex and kittens begin to develop this reflex at three weeks old. Pretty cool, huh? Okay, story time! Today, we are going to read Splat the Ket.

Cat by Rob Scotton. It was early in the morning, and Splatt was wide awake. Today was his first day at cat school, and his tail wiggled wildly with worry. If I hide from the day, maybe it'll go away, he thought. It didn't go away. Time to get up, said his mom. Time to get dressed. said his mom.

I don't have any clean socks, mom. Maybe I should go to school tomorrow instead, said Splat. You don't wear socks, said his mom. I'm having a bad hair day, mom. Maybe I should go to school tomorrow instead, said Splat. His mom calmed his hair. Perfect, she said. Don't forget your lunchbox.

said his mom. I'll need a friend today, thought Splatt, and he dropped his pet mouse Seymour into his lunchbox. Time to go, said his mom. The front door won't let me out, Mom. The gate won't let go with my fingers, Mom. The lamppost won't get out of my way, Mom. You can ride your bike if you'd like, Splat, said his mom.

So he did, but he didn't say a single word. Come to cat school, said a big round cat. I'm Mrs. Wimpy Dimple, your teacher. Splat's mom gave him a hug. I'll be back soon, she said. You'll be fine. Everyone, this is Splat. Let's welcome him into our class, said Mrs. Wimpy Dimple.

Mrs. Wimpy Dipple began. Cats are amazing, she said. We are clever, cunning, and quick. I amazing, too? asked Splatt. Yes, you too, said Mrs. Wimpy Dimple. Cats climb trees, drink milk, and chase mice, she continued. Why do we chase mice? asked Splat. It's what we do, replied Mrs. Wimpy Dimpel.

Dimple. Why? asked Splatt. Why? Mrs. Wimpy Dimple sighed. Lunchtime, she announced. Blatt opened his lunchbox. The cats did what cats do. Seymour hid behind a glass bottle, and when the cats saw his face through the glass, they screamed and ran away. Seymour did what all mice want to do. Seymour did what all mice want to do, cried Splat. Splat! They didn't stop. Enough, Mrs. Wimpy Dimple said, and it ended.

It's milk time. Hoorah! But the door to the milk cupboard was stuck. No milk today, announced Mrs. Wimpy Dimple. Flatt whispered into Seymour's ear. Seymour nodded, and then, a moment later, the door swung open. open. Yum! Mrs. Wimpy Dimple wrote again on the chalkboard.

Cats don't chase mice. Cheered the class. Soon it was home time. Splatt's mom returned and gave him a big hug. I've got lots of friends. Cats don't chase mice. I'm amazing. It was early the next morning,

and Splatt was wide awake. Today was his second day at cat school, and his tail wiggled wildly with excitement. The end. Don't forget to stick around to see if you can answer today's paying attention question. Before you go, do you think you can answer today's paying attention question? Does Splat wear socks? If your answer was, no, Splat doesn't wear socks, 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.