(INTRODUCTION SONG)
Story time, kids.
“Here it is, silly. Caillou wasn’t lost at all.”
Now what did Caillou do today? Today’s story is called, ‘Caillou’s All Alone.’
“Wheeeeee! Mommy. Mommy. Can I have some juice?” Do you want to play with me, Mommy?”
“Shhh, Caillou. I’m busy. Fourteen, fifteen…” “Can I help you count? One, Two, Three, Four…” “Caillou, this is very difficult.” “I can help you. I can help you.” “Sixteen, twenty. One, two, three…” “Oh no, Caillou. Look what you’ve done. Caillou, I really need to be left alone right now. I’m too busy to play. Why don’t you go find Daddy?
Maybe he’ll play with you.”
Caillou had really wanted his Mom to play with him. Wait a minute. Maybe Daddy could play with him. But Caillou didn’t know his Daddy was very busy too. “Daddy. Daddy. Wow. Is it broken?” “Not any more. I fixed it. Orrrghghgh. Oh nooooo.” “You look just like a snowman, Daddy. Look. I’m a snowman too. Look, Daddy.” “Caillou. I have a lot of cleaning up to do, and I really need to do it alone. Why don’t you go and find Grandma?”
Caillou was quite sure Grandma would like to hear all about his Daddy’s troubles with the washing machine.
“There’s a good girl, Rosie. Close your eyes, dear. Hmmm. I thought she’d never get to sleep… Aaaaahh. At last.” says Grandma. “Grandma. Grandma. Look at me. I’m a snowman.” Shhhh. Caillou. Shhh. Rosie’s sleeping.”
“Daddy was fixing the washing machine and all these bubbles came out all over him. There were bubbles everywhere Grandma.” “Shhh. Caillou. Please be quiet. You’ll wake up Rosie…” “Waaahhhh.” cried Rosie.
“Caillou. Rosie and I really need to be left alone.” “Why don’t you go and play with Gilbert?” “Gilbert. You’ll play with me, won’t you?”
“Maybe Mommy’s finished counting.” Caillou said to himself. “I’m sorry Caillou. I just have to be on my own right now.” mom tells Caillou.
“Do you want to play with me? Yay!” “Caillou. Come on down honey. It’s time for your snack.” mom calls.
Caillou was enjoying himself so much, he never even heard his Mommy calling.
“Are you all right?” mom asks. Dad asks Caillou, “We were a bit worried about you, being here all alone. What are you doing?”
“Nothing. Just playing.”
