The Tale of Peter Rabbit by Beatrix Potter: Classic Kids Story Read Aloud 🐇

Quick Class is for kids Click Class Quick Classes for Kids qui A class Crickets. The Tale of Peter Rabbit by Beatrix Potter. Once upon a time there were four little rabbits, and their names were Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail, and Peter. They lived with their mother in a sand bank underneath the root of a very big fir tree. Now, my DearS, said old missus Rabbit, one morning, you may go into the fields or down the lane, but don't go into mister McGregor's garden. Your father had an accident there. He was put in a pie by missus McGregor. Now run along and don't get into mischief. I am going out. Then old missus Rabbit took a basket and her umbrella and went through the wood to the baker's. She bought a loaf of brown bread and five currant buns. Flopsy, Mopsy and Cottontail, who were good little bunnies, went down the lane to gather blackberries. But Peter, who was very naughty, ran straight away to mister McGregor's garden and squeezed under the gate. First he ate some lettuces and some french beans, and then he ate some radishes, and then feeling rather sick up, he went to look for some parsley, but round the end of a cucumber frame. Whom should he meet but mister McGregor. Mister McGregor was on his hands and knees planting out young cabbages. But he jumped up and ran after Peter, waving a rake and calling out stop thief. Peter was most dreadfully frightened. He rushed all over the garden, for he had forgotten the way back to the gate. He lost one of his shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe amongst the potatoes. After losing them, he ran on four legs and went faster, so that I think he might have got away altogether if he had not unfortunately, run into a gooseberry net and got caught by the large buttons on his jacket. It was a blue jacket with brass buttons. Quite new. Peter gave himself up for lost and shed big tears, but his sobs were overheard by some friendly sparrows, who flew to him in great excitement and implored him to exert himself. Mister McGregor came up with a sieve which he intended to pop upon the top of Peter, but Peter wriggled out just in time, leaving his jacket behind him, and rushed into the tool shed and jumped into a can. It would have been a beautiful thing to hide in if it had not had so much water in it. Mister McGregor was quite sure that Peter was somewhere in the tool shed, perhaps hidden underneath a flower pot. He began to turn them over, carefully, looking under each. Presently Peter a good jushu. Mister McGregor was after him in no time and tried to put his foot upon Peter, who jumped out of a window, upsetting three plants. The window was too small for mister McGregor, and he was tired of running after Peter. He went back to his work. Peter sat down to rest. He was out of breath and trembling with fright, and he had not the least idea which way to go. Also, he was very damped with sitting in that can. After a time he began to wander about, going lippity lippity, not very fast, and looking all around. He found a door in a wall, but it was locked and there was no room for a fat, little rabbit to squeeze underneath. An old mouse was running in and out over the stone doorstep, carrying peas and beans to her family in the wood. Peter asked her the way to the gate, but she had such a large pea in her mouth that she could not answer. She only shook her head at him. Peter began to cry. Then he tried to find his way straight across the garden, but he became more and more puzzled. Presently he came to a pond where mister mc gregor filled his water cans. A white cat was staring at some gold fish. She sat very very still, but now and then the tip of her tail twitched as if it were alive. Peter thought it best to go away without speaking to her. He had heard about cats from his cousin, Little Benjamin Bunny. He went back towards the tool shed, but suddenly, quite close to him, he heard the noise of a hoe. Scritch, scratch, scratch, scritch. Peter scudded underneath the bushes, but presently, as nothing happened, he came out and climbed upon a wheelbarrow and peeped over the first thing he saw was mister mc gregor, howing onions. His back was turned towards Peter, and beyond him was the gate. Peter got down very quietly off the wheelbarrow and started running as fast as he could go along a straight walk behind some black currant bushes. Mister McGregor caught sight of him at the corner, but Peter did not care. He slipped underneath the gate and was safe at last in the wood outside the garden, mister McGregor hung up the little jacket in the shoes for a scarecrow to frighten the blackbirds. Peter never stopped running or looked behind him till he got home to the big fir tree. He was so tired that he flopped down upon the nice soft sand on the floor of the rabbit hole and shut his eyes. His mother was busy cooking. She wondered what he had done with his clothes. It was the second little jacket and pair of shoes that Peter had lost in a fortnight. I am sorry to say that Peter was not very well during the evening. His mother put him to bed and made some camomle tea, and she gave a dose of it to Peter. One tablespoonful to be taken at bedtime, but Flopsy, Mopsy and Cottontail had bread and milk and blackberries for supper. The end. Thanks for listening to Quick Classics for kids. I hope you enjoyed today's story. Don't forget We share short and timeless tales, poems, and fables perfect for bedtime, classrooms, and family story time. If you like this episode, please follow the show, leave a review, and share it with a friend. Until next time, keep imagining, keep wondering, and keep reading. Credit class ca