Story Time

Box Story Time
Submitted by: Shawn H, Barbara Bush
Audience
• Toddler
Books
Not a box by:Antoinette Portis
In the time honored imaginative play of children, a small bunny turns a cardboard box into everything from houses to vehicles.
Magic box by:Katie Cleminson
Eva receives a magical box for her birthday. When she jumps inside she is transformed into a master magician. That is where the fun begins with her new enormous pet, a polar bear named Monty.
Songs
Row, row, row your boat.
Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life is but a dream.
My bonnie lays over the ocean.
My bonnie lies over the ocean
My bonnie lies over the sea
My bonnie lies over the ocean
Oh bring back my bonnie to me

Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me, to me
Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me

Oh blow ye the winds o'er the ocean
And blow ye the winds o'er the sea
Oh blow ye the winds o'er the ocean
And bring back my bonnie to me

Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me, to me
Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me

The winds have blown over the ocean
The winds have blown over the sea
The winds have blown over the ocean
And brought back my bonnie to me

Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me, to me
Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me
The Erie Canal
I've got a mule,
Her name is Sal,
Fifteen years on the Erie Canal.
She's a good old worker
And a good old pal,
Fifteen years on the Erie Canal.
We've hauled some barges in our day
Filled with lumber, coal and hay
And ev'ry inch of the way I know
From Albany to Buffalo.

Low Bridge, ev'rybody down,
For it's Low Bridge,
We're coming to a town!
You can always tell your neighbor,
You can always tell your pal,
If you've ever navigated
On the Erie Canal.
Low Bridge, ev'rybody down,
For it's Low Bridge,
We're coming to a town!
You can always tell your neighbor,
You can always tell your pal,
If you've ever navigated
On the Erie Canal.
A-tisket, a tasket.
A-tisket, a-tasket,
A green and yellow basket.
I wrote a letter to my love,
But on the way I dropped it.
I dropped it, I dropped it,
And, on the way I dropped it.
A little boy picked it up,
And put it in his pocket.
Craft
Each child is given a die-cut box when they exit the room.
Other
As each toddler enters the room, they are given a cardboard box to sit in. (If they don't want to sit in the box, that's fine; but they are to take it with them into the room.
Notes
The children listen to the stories sitting in the boxes if they choose to do so. When we are singing the songs, I encourage the caregivers to gently rock the boxes with their toddler inside of the box. There is a lot of laughter going on while we sing our songs. The boxes are then flattened and given back to Customer Service for discards.