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❄️ The Snowy Day—Kids Book Winter Read Aloud Classic Short Story by Ezra Jack Keats

A young boy experiences all the delights of the first snowfall of winter! Mr. Paul reads aloud “The Snowy Day” by Ezra Jack Keats. This short, colorful picture book is perfect either as a family bedtime story at home, or for story time at school. With vivid illustrations and memorable characters, this fun story book is excellent for students in preschool, kindergarten, first grade, and second grade. It is also historically significant, representing a step forward in diversity and inclusion; The Snowy Day is the first US picture book with an African American protagonist! Music credits: Brandenburg Concerto No. 4 in G major, by J.S. Bach Sourced from: musopen.org Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0/ #mrpaul #readaloud #kidsbooks #bedtimestories #storybook #picturebooks #preschool #kindergarten #firstgrade #secondgrade #ezrajackkeats #snowyday #firstsnowfall #winter

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Welcome to Read Aloud with Mr.  Paul; I'm so glad you could be here. Be sure to subscribe, so you  won't miss a single story. Today we'll be reading The  Snowy Day by Ezra Jack Keats. The Snowy Day by Ezra Jack Keats One winter morning Peter woke up  and looked out the window. Snow had fallen during the night. It covered  everything as far as he could see. After breakfast he put on his snowsuit  and ran outside. The snow was piled up very high along the street  to make a path for walking. Crunch
, crunch, crunch, his feet sank into the snow. He walked  with his toes pointing out, like this: He walked with his toes pointing in, like that: Then he dragged his feet  s-l-o-w-l-y to make tracks. And he found something sticking out  of the snow that made a new track. It was a stick —a stick that was just right for  smacking a snow-covered tree. Down fell the snow—plop! —on top of Peter's head. He thought it would be fun to join  the big boys in their snowball fight, but he knew he wasn't old
enough—not yet. So he made a smiling snowman, and he made angels. He pretended he was a mountain-climber. He climbed up a great big  tall heaping mountain of snow— and slid all the way down. He picked up a handful of snow—and  another, and still another. He packed it round and firm and put the  snowball in his pocket for tomorrow. Then he went into his warm house. He told his mother all about his adventures  while she took off his wet socks. And he thought and thought and thought about them. Bef
ore he got into bed he looked in his pocket. His pocket was empty. The snowball  wasn't there. He felt very sad. While he slept, he dreamed that the  sun had melted all the snow away. But when he woke up his dream was gone. The  snow was still everywhere. New snow was falling! After breakfast he called to  his friend from across the hall, and they went out together  into the deep, deep snow. Thank you so much for joining  me for Read Aloud with Mr. Paul. Until next time, discover the wonder  in
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