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Grover liked school.
He liked his room.
He liked his teacher.
He liked the children in his class.


One siku a new boy came to Grover's school.
"This is Barry," alisema the teacher.
"Barry is going to be in our class."
"It is hard to be the new kid," Grover alisema to himself.
"I will help Barry. I will be his friend."


Grover said, "Hi, Barry. My name is Grover."
Barry said, "Hi! Look what I have!"
Barry took a little car out of his pocket.

"Oh, what a cute little car! May I play with it?" asked Grover.
Barry shook his head.
"No," he said.
"Oh," alisema Grover. "I understand."


Grover showed Barry the clay cupboard.

He...

Bert and Ernie are best friends.
They live together.
Bert is neat.
Ernie is messy.


Sometimes Ernie is VERY messy.
Then Bert gets mad.
“Ernie, come here!” Bert shouts.
“Look at the mess wewe have made!”

“Okay, Bert,” says Ernie. “I am coming.”


Ernie jumps out of the tub.
Splash! Splash!
Ernie splashes water on the floor.
Drip. Drip.
He drips water on the rug.

“Ernie!” Bert shouts. “You are making a BIGGER mess!”
Ernie smiles at Bert.
“But, Bert,” Ernie says, “you told me to look at the mess I made.”


Now Bert is very angry.
“I wish I lived here all kwa myself!” he shouts.
Bert...

Elmo was younger and smaller than all of his Marafiki on Sesame Street.
It was hard for him to keep up with them.


Elmo could not run as fast as the others.

He could not jump as far as the others.

He could not play baseball at all.
The bat was bigger than Elmo!


One sunny siku Ernie and Bert and Big Bird and Grover went roller skating in the park.
Elmo went too.
Suddenly a kengele rang.
It was the ice cream truck.
Everyone skated off to get some ice cream.
“Hey!” Elmo cried. “Wait for me!”


Grover skated back to Elmo.
“I, Grover, will help you. Hold on to my hand,” he said.
And off they went.

Clickety-clack,...

Big Bird was looking for someone to play with.
“Here comes Bert,” alisema Big Bird. “I bet he will play catch with me.”


“Hi, Bert!” alisema Big Bird. “Let’s play catch.”

Bert kept on walking.
“Not today,” alisema Bert. “Ernie is waiting for me.”
Big Bird looked surprised.
“Oh,” he said.


Just then Grover ran out of his house.
He had a shiny new truck.
“Hi, Grover!” alisema Big Bird. “That’s a nice truck. Let’s play with it.”
Grover kept on running.
“I am sorry, Big Bird, but I am giving it to Ernie,” alisema Grover.
Big Bird looked sad.
“Oh,” he said.


Then Big Bird saw Cookie...

Grover was so happy.
He was going to spend two weeks with his cousins Rosie and Frank.
He kissed his mother good-bye.
Then he got into Uncle Jed’s car.


Uncle Jed drove out of the city and into the country.
Soon Uncle Jed said, “Here we are!”
Everyone was happy to see Grover.

Aunt Edna made a picnic lunch to welcome Grover.
After lunch Rosie said, “Let’s go bike riding, Grover!”
She ran to get her bike.
“But, Rosie,” alisema Grover, “I do not have a bike.”


“We have an extra bike,” alisema Rosie happily.
“Frank got a big new bike for his birthday. wewe can ride his little old one.”
Grover...

Big Bird liked to play with his friends.
But playing with them was hard for Big Bird because…


their jump ropes were too short…

their hopscotch boxes were too small…


their hide-and-seek hiding places were too little…

their see-saws came down but never went up.


One siku Big Bird came nyumbani from the park kwa himself.
“I am too big to play with my friends,” he sobbed.

He was so busy crying he did not see his friend, Snuffle-upagus.


“Don’t cry, Bird,” alisema Snuffle-upagus. “You are not too big. Their games are too little.”

Big Bird jumped up.
He stopped crying.
“Do wewe really think so, Mr....

One hot summer siku Ernie had a cool idea.
“Hey, Bert,” he said. “Let’s sell lemonade.”


“Good idea, Ernie,” alisema Bert. “You go buy the lemons. Then we will make the maji ya limau, lemonade together.”
“Right, Bert,” alisema Ernie. “I will get the lemons.”
And he ran off to the store.


On the way Ernie saw Big Bird and Grover.
“Hi,” alisema Ernie. “I am going to have a maji ya limau, lemonade stand. Be sure to come.”
“Oh, we will,” alisema Big Bird. “All these feathers can make a bird pretty hot.”


At Mr. McIntosh’s store Ernie saw big piles of lemons.
He saw big piles of oranges too.
The oranges looked...