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Storytime Bilingüe featuring “La cerdita sonadora”

These beautiful summer days we’ve been having are perfect for day dreaming, and the story for this week’s storytime bilingüe just happens to be about a little pig day dreamer! 



Last week, we received a surprise package in the mail. It was a new Spanish storybook, with a note that was signed anonymously. I figured it must be a gift from one of our fans of our storytime bilingüe, and I was right! The next day, my friend Ashley called and said the book was from her. 



We were very excited for a new book for our storytime, and decided to use it right away. The story, La cerdita soñadora, is set on a little farm where the animals live like an extended family. The main character, a little piggy, dreams of a life of adventure beyond the fence of the farm, and as a twist of fate, she gets exactly what her heart desires. I loved the message of the story (dream big!), and I especially love when children’s books rhyme. Rhyming books help build reading fluency with their meter and rhythm, and build students’ phonemic awareness, making it easier for them to predict the pronunciation of new words. 

I regret that my own reading of the text isn’t more fluid in this recording... As I said we wanted to read it right away, so I didn’t practice at all beforehand, and we needed Francisco to record us, so we made the video first thing in the morning, before he left for work. (You can even catch Maya yawning a few times!) 

But my favorite part of this week’s storytime is supporting a fellow bilingual writer! Author Tanya Montás Paris is a friend and colleague of our Titi Ashley, and writes novels and children’s books in English and Spanish. She said this story was inspired by a true story of an orphan pig on their family farm that was cared for and nursed by a cow! 

So if you like La cerdita soñadora, check out her author’s page on Amazon to see her other titles.

Y ojalá que disfrutan este storytime bilingüe! 

 


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